Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rong Shen looks at Cheng Xiu, and Cheng Xiu just looks at her.

"The smell is getting stronger." Rong Shen said in a soft voice, and his eyes sank.

Cheng Xiu answered and took her hand.

Two people are still walking along the two sides of the flower trees, it seems that there is no abnormality.

At this time, the woman in white in the pavilion finally fell on Rong Shen's back, but she was full of malice.

I don't know when it's windy.

The flowers and trees on both sides were swept by the breeze, the small leaves made a slight sound, and the large white petals were tottering and shaking, after a slight sound.

A large white petal fell from among the branches.

"Pa" of a small sound, petals fall on the shoulder of Rong Shen, a moment into a white smoke, suddenly scattered, quickly blocked the two people's line of sight.

Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu are soon wrapped in the white fog. In addition to holding hands, they can't see each other's figure. But neither of them is alarmed. They just stand in the same place and don't move.

The palm of Cheng Xiu's hand was warm and covered with Rongshen's hand. But gradually, after being covered with white fog, the palm of Rongshen's hand was warm and cold.

It's creepy.

If it were ordinary people, they would have been scared away by now.

But Rongshen just turned over and looked at the shadow beside him. Rongshen tilted his head slightly and showed a cool smile on his face.

"Are you cold?" The shadow opened his mouth, and his voice was resentful, like Cheng Xiu's, but not like his.

"It's not cold." Rongshen's voice was very light. She kept looking at the shadow, without the slightest fear, "are you cold?"

It's colder than shadow's body temperature. It's calm and deep. It's like the air around is freezing.

Even the breath was frozen.

Although neither depth nor shadow need to breathe.

"Let go!" The shadow can't stand the chill and shouts. He shakes his hand and wants to get rid of kairongshen.

But when Rong Shen asked him whether he was cold or not, he already held his hand with his backhand. He looked at Mingming without any strength, but no matter how hard the shadow was, she couldn't shake off her hand.

Even, Rong Shen stood there, motionless.

"Why let go? It's you who hold me first Rong Shen's tone is aggrieved, but there is no emotion in his eyes.

The chill from leisurely deep body is heavier and heavier, and the shadow is more and more impatient. After realizing that Rongshen can't be thrown away in any case, the shadow's tone changes.

"Please, let me go, I'm so cold I don't dare any more. Please let me go... " The shadow begged.

Can allow deep set of looking at him, not moved, just will grasp his hand slowly raised in front of.

Visible to the naked eye, there is a thin layer of ice, from the fingertips of the shadow to spread to his arm, and as the area covered by the thin ice becomes larger and larger, the voice of the shadow becomes sharper and sharper.

Seeing the thin ice reaching the shadow's shoulder, it was useless for the shadow to beg for mercy. Finally, it collapsed completely, screamed and twisted suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, a strange and pale face appeared in front of Rongshen. The face opened its mouth towards Rongshen, and its mouth smelled. The sharp teeth could be seen, and it bit towards Rongshen.

Rong Shen expressed disgust and held his hand slightly.

The spreading speed of thin ice is accelerated instantly, and it freezes him in the blink of an eye.