Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Can small two is like completely did not feel the pain, reached out to wipe the sweat on the face, left.

Look at his step, it doesn't look like he hurt his foot at all.

As soon as he left, Cheng Xiu closed the door. He turned back and went to the bed. Rong Shen looked up at him.

"I seem to know what's weird." Rong Shen blinked and said in a low voice.

Cheng Xiu slightly raised his eyebrows and didn't ask her why she was weird. Instead, he bent over her and picked her up. As he walked behind the screen, he praised her with a smile: "I'm too smart."

Rong Shen pulled his hair down and curled it at his fingertips. He snorted and his eyes were full of smiles.

Cheng Xiu lowers his head and nibbles at the corner of her lip.

Before long, when it was completely dark outside, the second child knocked on the door and didn't come in. He cried to them through the door, "my guest, take the fire."

When Cheng Xiu goes to open the door, there is no second child outside. Shen Qing also opens the door. He looks at Cheng Xiu and looks down at a burden placed at the door.

Cheng Xiu bent over to pick up the burden.

The burden is a little heavy. When Cheng Xiu picked it up, it was dripping water.

Cheng Xiu shakes the bundle away, and a fire guide falls out of it. Fortunately, the shell of the fire guide is smeared with wax and sealed tightly, and it is not wet by the water soaked bundle.

Shen Qing had the same baggage at the door as Cheng Xiu. When he shook it away, a fire guide fell out.

They looked at each other with the fire guide and turned back to their respective rooms.

The baggage outside the door of Li Shuo's room was always there. There was no movement in Li Shuo's room. It was quiet as if there were no residents.

But he did stay in it.

Cheng Xiu didn't move the spark, and he didn't mean to light the oil lamp in the room. Instead, he took out a bead from his sleeve. There was a sea of fire surging in the bead. He put the bead on the table.

The bead of fire seems to be fixed, and it doesn't roll around. Looking from the outside of the room, you can only see the lights in the room. No one would have thought that it was a strange bead that glowed.

"Hungry?" Cheng Xiu went to the bed and asked softly.

Rong Shen half leans on the head of the bed, her hair is sharp with moisture, her face is red, her eyes are half narrowed, and she exudes a lazy temperament.

Cheng Xiu sat down beside the bed, and she leaned up.

"I don't want to."

It's not that I'm not hungry. I just don't want to eat.

Cheng Xiu reached out and touched a large red mark on her neck. Then he twisted his eyebrows. "You didn't eat much at noon."

Rong Shen has closed his eyes completely, and even his breathing is slowing down a lot. He doesn't know if he has heard what Cheng Xiu said. He just grunts and rubs in his arms. He finds a comfortable position to sleep.

Cheng Xiu is helpless. He puts one hand on her waist and the other on her back neck. He feels the familiar soft meat and gently pinches it, full of strength.

By the street window slightly opened a crack, you can feel the noise coming in from the outside and the night wind blowing in.

It's a bit cool at night.

Cheng Xiu pulled the quilt and wrapped it tightly for Rong Shen. The next moment, he moved a little and slowly looked to the window.

A wisp of black fog slowly floated in from the gap exposed by the window. There were more and more crocodiles, but they didn't disperse. They only gathered near the window, and at a certain moment slowly gathered a human shape.

"Mojun, when are you going to return to the demon world?" The extremely hoarse voice is emitted by the human nature condensed by the evil spirit.