Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Cheng Xiu saw that her eyebrows were frowning. He reached out and pinched her nose.

Rong Shen just wanted to ask him what happened, and he found that the disgusting smell of meat on the tip of his nose was gone, so he knew what he had done.

She sighed and said to Cheng: "if I smell it again, I don't want to eat meat any more."

"That won't do." Cheng Xiu stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her nose. He said with a smile, "if you don't have a good meal now, you will be as tall as you told me, and you will get sick."

Cheng Xiu laughs.

After such a reminder, Rong Shen remembered that he was carrying Cheng Xiu, who was still a little bit small.

Rongshen's expression suddenly has some emotion. Cheng Xiu's smile is frozen by her old mother's eyes.

The next moment, he put out his hand to cover Rongshen's eyes, leaned over her lip and bit her, gritted his teeth and said, "deep, don't look at me like this."

Let deep Zheng for a while, Leng Leng nod.

"If you don't talk about your childhood, I won't look at you like this." He said, holding out his hand to his innocent eyes.

Cheng xiuchong pinched the palm of her hand.

Rong Shen grabbed his hand, turned his eyes to the bowl of broth, and asked, "do you think this is specially prepared to wait for us, or do we happen to bump into something to eat?"

"Just go and have a look." Cheng Xiu said with a smile. He wrapped Rongshen's hand in his palm with his backhand and pulled her across the stone table toward the closed house.

The doors of the other rooms were open, but the one facing the stone table was tightly closed, and the windows covered with oil paper didn't reveal anything, so we couldn't see the inside.

But inexplicably, Rong Shen felt that there was something in it, maybe the ghost they were looking for was staring at her through the window paper.

The hand in Rong Shen's sleeve can't help clenching.

Cheng Xiu was aware of his uneasiness, and the hand that wrapped her palm tightened tightly. He comforted him and said, "deep, don't be afraid."

"Well." Rong Shen nodded, hesitated and said to Cheng Xiu, "Cheng Xiu, I always feel strange."

"It's OK. Let's just be careful." Cheng Xiu whispered, "I'll protect you."

Rong Shen was stunned, looked up at him, touched his gentle eyebrows when he looked over, she returned to her mind, nodded with a smile, "OK."

He used to say that he wanted to grow tall and protect her. Now he can really protect her.

Let deep heart soft sweet, that uneasiness seems to really recede.

However, at the moment when Cheng Xiu reached out to push the door open, a cloud of Yin Qi rushed to their face door.

Rong Shen didn't even have time to call out Cheng Xiu's name, so he lost consciousness.

Cheng Xiu, on the other hand, reacted as soon as the Yin Qi came. He flanked him and protected Rong deeply. The pure black magic came from his heart and wrapped them up in an instant.

In the Yin Qi, there was a voice crying for several times, struggling. Even if it was torn by the magic, it was unwilling to retreat.

Just at the moment when the magic was about to tear up the Yin Qi completely, another force with a chill suddenly came out from somewhere in the room.

This power was injected into the Yin Qi. Suddenly, Cheng Xiu's magic was suppressed, and they were completely wrapped up.

"Why don't you understand? She will only bring you misfortune! She will ruin you The shrill and unwilling voice of a girl from an unknown distance pierces through the thick fog and reaches Cheng Xiu's ears.