Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Some old monsters who have lived for a long time have already recognized Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu, but those who have not experienced that era naturally do not recognize them.

The tree was hollowed out. There was enough space for a person to live and move freely in it. But the trunk was hollowed out. The old tree was still alive, but it was luxuriant and luxuriant.

There are some red ropes hanging between the branches. As soon as the wind blows, these red ropes float up. Looking from a distance, they are particularly eye-catching in the green of different depths.

It's like a tree full of flowers.

There is a long and short stone table at the entrance of the tree hole. Inside the stone table sits a young girl. She is wearing a red dress and her hair is simply tied behind her head with a red rope.

She slightly drooped her eyes, and there was a burning trace in the middle of her eyebrows, which could only be recognized by a close look. It was a Buddha's heart seal.

"Qianniang, yesterday you said that you helped me calculate a hexagram. What's the hexagram like?" A goblin with sharp ears squatted outside the stone table and blinked, pitifully looking at the red skirt girl.

The girl was looking down at a cracked round thing. It was like a fruit. It was the size of an adult man's fist. It was golden. There were traces similar to the girl's eyebrow imprint on the outside of the fruit.

It's just that these marks, which seem to be burned by people, are very messy and complex, like a magnified version of walnut with changed color and pitted skin.

However, now the golden enlarged version of the walnut has a particularly prominent crack, faintly can see a very light golden light through the crack from the enlarged version of walnut internal overflow.

When the goblin made a sound, the girl in red skirt looked up at it and said casually, "there is a little bit of life in death. No one can tell whether it is a blessing or a curse."

Maybe her tone is too casual, but it seems to be a bluff.

The goblin's eyebrows are twisted. The goblin looks strange. Besides his sharp ears, his hair is also white. The eyebrows are two distant points, which are as white as his hair.

In addition, other places are no different from people.

But at this point, people can't see what his noumenon is.

Generally speaking, in the demon world, those who can't see the essence are either the old monsters with advanced cultivation, or those who enter the demon world by mistake and survive, but are infected by the evil spirit and assimilated into monsters.

They are originally human beings, so there is no ontology.

At the moment, the little monster, who was lucky enough to let the signer do the divination for him, was not full-bodied. It looked like his cultivation was low.

Maybe it's a demon who has just been assimilated by demons. He still has a confused color in his eyes. He doesn't fully realize his identity as a monster. Maybe he still has a little memory of his time as a human being.

However, this memory will soon be forgotten.

All monsters know that.

"Signer, I How could I have been robbed? " Goblin hands and fingers entangled together, the face of panic.

And sign Niang low head, this time see all don't bother to look at him one eye, only way: "should say of I all said, other of isn't I should tube of."

The goblin opened his lips, but when he touched the girl's bright but indifferent eyebrows, he had to hold back when he got to his lips. He was very embarrassed and whispered: "OK."

Although he did, he didn't leave, still squatting in front of the stone table.