Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

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The heavy door of the hall was pushed open by the puppet. The hall was silent for a long time. The red lanterns lit up one by one and went away from the door. It seemed endless and could not see the end.

Erdong glanced at the two puppets and felt a little cold. She gave them to this man.

Now she was held in her arms by this man, and slowly but firmly walked into the hall step by step, toward the end of the red lantern. The red robes of joy entangled them, and they couldn't tell each other.

Today, Japan is their wedding ceremony, but there is not a guest, nor a banquet, only a glass of wine that makes her lose all her resistance. When the strong wine goes into her throat, she becomes a fish to be slaughtered.

Erdong didn't know how deep the hall was. After walking for a long time, those red lanterns finally came to an end, but there was a huge sarcophagus at the end.

The white sarcophagus was not decorated with any extra carving patterns. It was placed in the dark, vaguely illuminated by red lanterns, giving off a cold air.

Er Dong's eyes widened, and then he was defeated quickly. It was like a moment when his heart was as cold as death. He was still holding the slightest chance after he was put down by the glass of wine, and finally all disappeared.

Her lips wriggled a few times, and finally said the first sentence after the soft fall: "is longevity really so good?"

The person holding her steps, the next moment slowly bent over, very gently put her into the sarcophagus, there was nothing in the sarcophagus, as soon as Erdong's back reached the bottom of the sarcophagus, a cold came into her body, making her face pale, limbs stiff, even breathing slowly.

"Erdong..." Song Yue gently called her, but under the gentle eyes, he repressed the crazy obsession, "only when I live forever can I be with you forever."

He reached out for erdon and pulled the hair out of his face, as if unaffected by the chill in the sarcophagus.

Song Yue would not feel the chill. After all, he was not like Erdong, not a mortal. It is said that this sarcophagus was specially made for her.

Erdong knew the rumor long ago. She thought song Yue would not believe it, so she never concealed her identity from him. Now she knows that she underestimated the temptation of immortality to mortals from the beginning.

Who doesn't want to live forever? Especially the royal family

"Erdong, don't be afraid..." Song Yue said to himself, "when you wake up, I'll take you to Wushan, to Gucheng, to all the places you want to go..."

His voice was gentle and soft, and he said the most beautiful love words.

"Can I still wake up?" Erdong smiles miserably and looks at him with a chill in his eyes. "Song Yue, you're going to eat my heart. Can I wake up?"

But song Yue didn't answer her question. He just stood up straight, his eyes fell on the lid of the sarcophagus, and his voice was calm and steady: "close the sarcophagus."

As the voice fell, a puppet approached, lifted the lid of the sarcophagus and headed for it.

"Do you know? I've lived so long, but I've fallen in love with such a person, but this person, for the sake of longevity, wants to eat my heart. " Erdong low smile, laughter irony.

Her eyes were slightly red, but her face was disgusted. "Unfortunately, my heart is not so delicious."

She had been lying in the sarcophagus for ten years. In the past ten years, the medicine in the sarcophagus penetrated into her body and tore her body day and night. She was painful, but she gritted her teeth and endured it. Every time song Yue appeared, she looked at the darkness around her and listened to the love words song Yue said in her ears.