Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rong Shen is worried about Cheng Xiu, but he doesn't ask who he wants to protect himself.

After a while, a vague white shadow appeared on the side of Shuzhu. Shuzhu said to Rongshen, "my Lord, I can't go back to Zhoushan. You You should come back earlier, too

A few pearls reluctantly left, but before leaving, they didn't tell Rong Shen who was the guy who came to protect her.

Rong Shen took a look at the white shadow. He could feel that his eyes had been on him ever since he appeared.

"Take me to Cheng Xiu." Rong Shen slightly droops his eyes and says in a light voice.

The white shadow moves. Before Rong Shen reacts, he suddenly gets close and grabs Rong Shen's wrist.

Rong Shen's eyes narrowed slightly. He suddenly looked up at him and was about to scold him. However, the next moment, the scene changed.

She suddenly understood what the other party was doing, and Rongshen felt a little embarrassed.

Although the hand that was caught didn't break away, it was still stiff. When the scene was clear, the white shadow immediately let go of Rongshen's hand.

Rong Shen raised her eyes and let her pupils shrink.

What Cheng Xiu encountered was no better than her. Behind him was a corpse, and in front of him were countless guards with sharp blades.

He was dressed in a prison uniform. His white prison uniform had been dyed red by blood for a long time, and his sword was even rolled. But he still carried the sword and walked forward step by step, his eyes always falling behind the crowd.

There is the hall of Supreme Harmony, and in the hall of Supreme Harmony, there are people he wants to get close to.

"Cheng Xiu!" The voice behind him suddenly stops Cheng Xiu's steps, but he just straightens his back and stands in the same place without going back to see.

Dare not look back, afraid of a look back, behind is still a mirage.

Rong Shen was about to walk towards him, but he was caught by the white shadow.

"Don't go there." Slightly hoarse voice rang out, he said: "he can't distinguish reality and illusion now, if you are in the past, be careful that he will hurt you by mistake."

Rong Shen looks back at him and shakes off his hand at the next moment. She still walks towards Cheng Xiu step by step. As she walks, she whispers, "Cheng Xiu, turn back."

Cheng Xiu's eyes were red. He held the handle of the sword, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. The blood dripped down the tip of the sword and splashed at his feet.

"Cheng Xiu." Rongshen has come to his back. She stops and purses her lips. Regardless of his blood, she suddenly reaches out and hugs him.

The moment he is held, Cheng Xiu's body is stiff for a moment, but the next moment, the sword falls from his hand, and he turns back to hold Rong Shen in his arms.

"Deep." Cheng Xiu held her hand very hard, bowed his head and buried his face in her shoulder socket. His voice trembled, "deep, don't forget me."

Rong Shen doesn't know what he's been through, but his heart has been pulled up by his words.

"Cheng Xiu, I didn't forget you." Rong Shen comforted him on his back and said softly, "I won't forget you, Cheng Xiu. I won't forget you."

"Deep..." Cheng Xiu held her hand tightly and raised his face slightly. In the place where Rong Shen couldn't see it, Cheng Xiu looked at the white figure standing not far away. The anger in his eyes surged for a moment, but suddenly subsided at a certain moment.

It's like the killing never happened.

The white shadow just stood in the same place, pinched a formula, waved his sleeve, and the illusion was gradually broken.