Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

It's better to scare people to flee into the fog.

But as Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu walked, the fog on both sides was very quiet, and there was no movement. It was just like the usual fog.

It seems that in order to let Rongshen leave here earlier, even this road has become shorter.

Soon, the field of vision in front of them became wider. At a glance, they could see a lot of Manshu shahua. Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu stopped and looked at each other.

"How did you get to the other side of the yellow spring?" Rong Shen blinked his eyes. Some of them didn't react.

Originally, after walking that road and having a broad vision, what appeared in front of them would be the keel wasteland. It was an endless wasteland, and there was a keel in the center of the wasteland.

Many foreigners who break into the wasteland are trapped here and can't go out any more. As far as you can see, the keel seems to be in front of you. No matter how long you go, the keel will always be there. You can't get close.

Many of the intruders were tired to death in the keel wasteland.

And that end of the wasteland is the yellow spring.

The dragon bone wasteland is quite different from the yellow spring.

But now, Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu went directly to the other side of the yellow spring. There was a piercing wind, which made the whole area of Manshu Warsaw swaying like a sea of fire.

There are erratic figures from far and near, gradually clear up.

The two young men with white clothes and black hair appeared in front of Rong Shen, bent slightly, and said in unison: "I have seen God."

As soon as he saw the ghost, Rong Shen knew what was going on.

I'm afraid she'll make trouble. I won't let her go.

She looked at the two ghosts and asked, "where's the ghost king?"

The young man with white clothes and black hair was gentle. When he asked him, he was not in a hurry to answer, "the emperor has something to do. I'm afraid he won't come back for a while. What's the matter with God?"

"There are two things." Rong Shen said with a smile. After taking a look at Cheng Xiu beside him, he said: "since the ghost king is not here, there is one thing that can only be put first, but."

Hearing Rong Shen's voice turn, the young man with black hair and white clothes didn't change his expression. He dropped his eyes slightly and listened to Rong Shen seriously.

"When the ghost king comes back, you can tell him that some accounts will have to be settled sooner or later. Hiding can't be solved."

With these words, the young man in white was more silent, while the young man with black clothes and white hair moved his mouth and asked, "what's the second thing that God came here for?"

"Take a look at your book of life and death."

In the hall full of Manshu shahua, behind the desk which originally belonged to the ghost King's seat, Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu sat down with a very humble book in front of her.

There are no words in writing. Rong Shen holds his head in one hand and points on the desk in the other.

The two young men stood not far away. The young man in white looked a little cautious. He hesitated and said, "God, every man has his own destiny. The result of changing the destiny is mixed. You..."

"I will not change my life." Rong Shen glanced at the past and sneered: "what are you afraid of? You just borrow it to have a look, just have a look."

The young man in white shut up.

Rongshen put on the table gently, and the next moment his fingertips fell on the written book without words.

At the moment when her fingertips fell down, the original ordinary book flashed a golden light from the center. The light was very shallow and disappeared in a flash.

After the golden light, three black words appeared in the top right corner of the writing.