Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

The valley of the dead can't find anything else wrong. Except for those who are not far away, Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu have to believe this reason for the time being.

Rong Shen didn't know how many people there were in the demon catching villa, but all the people lying on the ground were still alive, just fell asleep.

The three did not leave in a hurry, waiting for the people of demon catching villa to wake up, so that they could know something about the valley of the dead. After all, Erdong has not recovered.

When the valley of the dead was completely dark, the sun couldn't shine in during the day, and the moonlight couldn't shine in at night. Rong Shen still felt two fist sized beads from his sleeve.

The beads are shining like two little moons.

She finds out two supporting tables and holds the two beads. Then she and Cheng Xiu sit down.

Looking up, she could see nothing clearly, but she still kept looking up, as if she saw the mountain through the layer of black.

She lived in the mountain of Buzhou. At first, there was no sun rising and moon setting. At first, she was not alone. At that time, there was no difference between God and human, nor between ghosts and ghosts.

No one will care about the identity of the other party. At most, after a few drinks, when he is drunk, he looks at the ears emerging from the top of the other party's head, or the fine scales at the end of his eyes, or suddenly touches the tail stretching to his legs. He suddenly says, "ah, so you are..."

What's more, those who have noumenon actually prefer to maintain noumenon activities because they are more comfortable.

"Doesn't the neck hurt?" A slight mute voice interrupted her thoughts.

A warm palm in her back neck, let her head down, the action of nature in her back neck gently knead, with the temperature of the finger from time to time pinch her back neck that piece of soft meat, overbearing and strong.

Rong Shen half squints his eyes, and his eyebrows stretch out. It seems that the proud little pet has been feathered. Finally, he is willing to lie on his knees and show his soft belly.

"Let me tell you something about the past." Rong Shen simply leans back, directly into Cheng Xiu's arms, grabs his sleeve and closes his eyes.

Cheng Xiu couldn't help her squeeze her back neck any more, so he took his hand back and grabbed her fingertips. His well-defined fingers took the opportunity to go through her fingers and clasp with her ten fingers.

"Why did you suddenly have this interest?" Cheng Xiu lowers his head and kisses her closed eyelids. Through her thin eyelids, the temperature of her lips is so hot that her eyes tremble.

Rong Shen's whole body relaxed and his voice was in a trance. "I just want to think about it. I want to talk to someone about it..."

In fact, it doesn't have to be anyone, as long as someone is willing to listen to her. Those things that happened a long time ago, she suddenly thought, if one day, her memory will be lost and can't be found again, if one day, she will also die, those guys' things will never be remembered again.

Cheng Xiu was silent and gently squeezed her fingertips.

Rong Shen doesn't know what he's thinking. He closes his eyes and kicks in the direction where song Yue is sitting. He doesn't kick anyone. Instead, he almost kicks into the fire. Cheng Xiu presses his leg.

"I know something about Erdong, do you want to listen?"

Song Yue, who had been in a trance with ER Dong in his arms, suddenly gathered light in his eyes. He looked at Rong Shen. He didn't know whether the fire was reflected in his eyes or whether his eyes were really shining. He said in a dumb voice, "I want to know."