Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Cheng Xiu held her tightly, leaned over her ear and whispered, "deep, deep..."

One by one, she finally dispelled the careless voice in her mind and pressed it down bit by bit.

Rongshen's eyes were red, but the red blood in her eyes was even more terrible. She said in a difficult voice: "no, you are not yuanten, yuanten..."

Yuanxun is dead, even Yuanhun is gone.

But she couldn't say that, so she stopped for a long time and said, "I won't come back. Yuanxun won't come back. You're not Yuanxun..."

The radian of Yuan Xun's lips didn't drop a bit. He looked at Rong Shen with some interest, and his eyes fell on Cheng Xiu's face again. A moment later, his carelessness of his lips finally subsided.

He said seriously, "Xiao Rongshen, I'm Yuanxun. I'm back."

In a moment, they invited the man who claimed to be yuan Xun into the yard.

The shadow in black sent tea to the three and then retired.

Rong Shen finally calms down. Cheng Xiu puts a cup of hot tea into her hand. The heat quickly spreads to her cold fingertips. Rong Shen doesn't drink tea. Since she came in, her eyes have always been on Yuan Xun.

As usual, Cheng Xiu would have made a sound, but this time, Cheng Xiu just looked at him, and even he was looking at the young man named yuan Xun.

How come it's such a coincidence?

Not long ago, Rong Shen talked about the things before buzhoushan in the valley of the dead. Cheng Xiucai learned from her that this man named Yuanxun would never come back, so Yuanxun found him.

I can't see any change.

There is no ghost around him, only the same breath as Rong Shen. This makes people believe that he is at least not Zhou Shan, but not yuan Xun

Cheng Xiu doesn't know.

He doesn't know whether Rong Shen can distinguish it now.

Since he came in, Yuan Xun didn't speak any more. He just took a sip of tea and sat there. He was magnanimous and let Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu's eyes fall on him.

"Why are you back now?" For a long time, Rong Shen asked.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her hoarse voice.

Cheng Xiu pinched her wrist, frowned, and said in a low voice, "run run throat."

After a deep pause, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea. After a sip of tea, she really felt better. Even her heart, which had been beating hard before, eased a lot.

"Xiaorongshen, do you believe me?" As soon as Rong Shen's words came out, Yuan Xun picked his eyebrows. He said half jokingly, "if you don't believe me, I'll be angry."

After a pause, yuan added: "after all, you should know that I don't like being watched like this."

Rongshen pursed his lips and said in reply, "I remember."

She remembers that Yuan Xun always seems to be careless. In fact, Yuan Xun's temper is the worst. He doesn't like to quarrel with others. If anyone provokes him, he won't say much.

Originally, he would only do it directly.

But Yuanxun had a fierce fight. No one could beat Yuanxun.

Rong thought deeply.

I don't know why, in fact, the memory before the disappearance of the original ten days was a little vague, but she remembered some things very clearly.

For example, Yuan Xun had a bad fight, and he had a bad temper.

"Just remember." Yuan Xun began to laugh again. He leaned back lazily on the back of the chair and put down the hot tea in his hand.