Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

From the beginning to the end, there was no extra expression on the boy's face. He was more afraid of the shadow in black than he had ever been outside the carriage before. After knowing that Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu were looking for Taoist priest Changyin, he was as numb as a puppet.

Rongshen and Chengxiu seem to be unaware of the boy's strangeness. They follow Changyin into a room and sit down.

While waiting for the boy to bring tea, Chang Yin asks Cheng Xiu, "what's the problem? Why don't you say it now? "

From the beginning to the end, Chang Yin's eyes have been on Cheng Xiu, but he has no extra attention to the Rong Shen beside him.

It's like Cheng Xiu doesn't have this person around him.

"My husband has a strange disease of sleepiness." The more Changyin deliberately ignores her, the more disappointing rongshenpian is.

Looking at it for a while, he said, "it's still Mr. Xiucheng."

Cheng Xiu didn't answer. Instead, he looked at Rong Shen. Rong Shen took out the speech he had given to the abbot.

"It's you who get sick. What's the matter? You are the most clear one." Chang Yin, who is still determined, seems to have to talk to Cheng Xiu.

Cheng Xiu pondered for a while, only said: "just always feel sleepy, no other feelings."

"So She looks at Rong Shen, then looks at Cheng Xiu. She wants to talk but stops.

Rong Shen sneered in his heart.

"What does the Taoist priest know?" Rong Shen asked faintly.

"I do know." The smile on Changyin's face faded as soon as she met her, "and I can still cure this strange disease, just..."

"Just what?" Cheng Xiu showed a nervous and anxious expression at the right time.

The long sound in the eyes of a flash but succeed, she is: "these words I can only alone with Childe say, the person beside can't listen."

"Can't my wife?" Cheng Xiu frowned.

Rong Shen's face was also unhappy. "I'm his wife and the person beside his pillow. As long as there's something about him, there's nothing I can't listen to."

"But it's not only about the young master, but also something handed down from our school. Don't let outsiders listen to it." Long sound finish, looking at two people.

Seeing that Rong Shen still didn't mean to leave, she said faintly, "if you can't bear the separation, please leave."

She made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

Rongshen bit his lip and stood up reluctantly to go outside.

Changyin smiles in her eyes.

As soon as Rong Shen left, Chang Yin hung up her smile again. She looked at Cheng Xiu and saw that her eyes were moving, which made the atmosphere even heavier.

As soon as Rong Shen came out of the room, her face became cold. She stood with her back to the room, but she heard the conversation clearly.

"Excuse me, young master. I just asked your wife to leave. It's because your wife is responsible for your strange illness." Chang Yin says to Cheng Xiu.

"My wife? How could it have anything to do with my wife? " Cheng Xiu was surprised.

The long tone sighed a tone, way: "your wife's appearance is very outstanding, but right?"

"It's true." Cheng Xiu nodded with a smile on his face. "I dare say that no one in the world can match my wife. The Taoist priest doesn't know. When I married my wife, I envied a lot of people."

"Although the lady is beautiful, you are not bad." Hearing Cheng Xiu praise Rong Shen, Chang Yin's smile stiffens for a moment, but she quickly adjusts and continues to say, "it's because your wife has such a beautiful face, and she is an ordinary person..."