Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Just listen to the woman's words, she slightly picked eyebrows, asked: "what do you know?"

Now she probably knows that she is a person in the heaven, but later, because a man fell into the ghost way, she didn't know why she went to the nether world. Even she didn't know who took her memory.

"I know everything you want to know." The woman in white laughed strangely.

Rong Shen chuckled and raised his hand to the woman in white. In the blink of an eye, the woman in white was caught by her neck. "That's a coincidence. I don't need to go to those memory stones again. Since you all know, tell me about it."

While talking, Rong Shen's other hand clasped the palm of the woman's sleeve. The black flame surged and instantly burned the woman's hands to ashes.

But the woman's half finished formula also dissipated. She opened her eyes and looked painful, but she couldn't make a sound. She could only stare at Rongshen in horror.

Rongshen didn't mean to listen to her. Her fingertips were in the center of her eyebrows. Suddenly, a white light flew out of the woman's eyebrows and scattered in Rongshen's palm.

The next moment, the whole woman in white was burned to ashes in her hands.

Rongshen lowered her hand and closed her eyes. She peeled away the memory from the brow of the woman in white and looked at it carefully. Soon, she opened her eyes and her brows were cold.

"Lie to me?" A murmur from Rong Shen could not be suppressed.

The woman in white has nothing to do with her in her memory. She is not even the painted ghost she is looking for. I have guessed this for a long time.

After all, the spirit of painting skin who dares to paint Buddha is so deep that she can't resist even one move.

However, the woman in white has something to do with the painted skin ghost Rong Shen is looking for. It can be regarded as a minion.

It's because she doesn't know the origin of Rong Shen that the woman in white dares to attack Cheng Xiu. Even at the beginning, the woman in White thinks Rong Shen is just an ordinary person.

But even if Rong Shen is hurt one after another, she doesn't stop coveting Cheng Xiu.

When she thought of this, Rong Shen helped her forehead with some helplessness. The profound painted skin ghost was also thinking about Cheng Xiu, and the little painted skin ghost was also thinking about Cheng Xiu. She really didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

However, Rong Shen is sure that no matter who is thinking about Cheng Xiu, no one can take him away from her.

Seriously speaking, her people are not allowed to be thought about by others.

Rong Shen calms his anger for a moment. Instead of rushing to find Cheng Xiu, he raises his feet and continues to walk forward. As he walks, the white fog around him becomes lighter and lighter.

A ancestral hall began to appear ahead.

At the gate of the ancestral hall stood two white faced people, like paper men, with pigtails, a round hat and two big red Rouges on their faces.

It looks very weird.

Rong Shen walked past without stopping. When he reached the gate of the ancestral hall, they suddenly stepped forward and reached for the gate.

"Who's coming?" The voice was shrill.

Rong shenting didn't stop. With a wave of his sleeve, the two men turned into paper men and fell to the ground. The two gray mists flying out of the paper men were also engulfed by the black flame.

I didn't even have time to scream.

The door of the ancestral hall was originally closed. When the paper man fell to the ground, the door of the ancestral hall quietly opened and Rongshen walked in.

With a bang, the door of the ancestral hall suddenly closed behind.