Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Seeing her smile, Cheng Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I should have told you earlier," he said

If I had told Rong Shen earlier, so many things would not have happened between them.

Rong Shen snorted.

When they talked, they were walking in front of each other all the time. They didn't care about the direction. As they walked, the fog around seemed to be lighter.

Cheng Xiu stopped suddenly.

Rongshen also stops. She doesn't ask why Cheng Xiu stops. They look at each other and look down at their feet.

The soil under my feet is wet.

"It's blood." Rongshen whispered.

The blood has seeped into the land, but it has not dried up yet. Cheng Xiu's nose moved and said, "not long before we came here."

"Well."

They look up to the front.

Although the fog is not as strong as it was when I first came in, I still can't see far away. The white fog in front of me is very quiet and doesn't surge. It seems to be still and nothing.

But that's what makes people feel more uneasy.

"It's weird." Rong Shen murmured softly.

There was something hidden in the still white fog. They both knew it, but they didn't say it. They pretended that they didn't find anything and continued to walk forward.

The more you walk, the more soft the land is under your feet. Obviously, more blood is seeping into it.

When Rongshen stepped down, he could even see the blood squeezed out from the edge of his shoes.

It is no longer the blood that seeps into the land, but the soil that is soaked in the blood.

Rong Shen's eyebrows are twisted badly. She and Cheng Xiu don't speak any more. The bloody smell in the air is so strong that people suffocate.

Until a moment, when Rong Shen could not bear it, there was a movement at their feet.

A hand mixed with blood and mud calmly stretched out from the side of her foot and grabbed at her ankle.

"Tut!" Rong Shen was annoyed and gave a light tut. He wanted to fly up, but Cheng Xiu picked him up by the waist.

"I can't fly." Cheng Xiu said quickly, holding her in his arms as he spoke. Probably because of the running, the fog around him started to move. Some of the fog close to them seemed to be taken away.

But Rong Shen was stunned for a moment, and he understood the meaning of Cheng Xiu's words.

When they walked in the white fog, they didn't feel much, just like walking in the ordinary fog, but the fog was too strong, and there was a strong smell of blood in the fog.

However, as long as she has the idea to fly up, the fog will become very heavy. It seems that there are two hands pressing on the shoulder, pressing you to death, you just can't fly.

Cheng Xiu can only run with her.

Running, Rongshen suddenly reaches out to block Cheng Xiu's nose and mouth. Cheng Xiu falters. If he doesn't hold her in a hurry, he almost falls to the ground holding her.

"The fog has changed." Rong Shen said softly.

Cheng Xiu just ran with her in his arms, but he didn't notice this. After Rong Shen reminded him, he found that the fog around him was no longer white.

It's pink.

Cheng Xiu looked up and saw that the pink fog in front of him was getting thicker and thicker. They both knew that the fog in front of him was probably bloody.

"There's something wrong with the fog." Cheng Xiu said low, holding Rong Shen all the way, his breathing has been very stable, with heat spray in Rong Shen's palm.

It's itchy.

In fact, she doesn't have to reach out to help Cheng repair the cover. She just says something about a spell, but subconsciously she reaches out her hand.