Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

If Erdong is still here at this time, he will smell the breath of Rongshen Yuanhun.

"Deep?" Cheng Xiu gasped and asked.

He recognized the original ten days, went to the tree, asked is the original ten days.

Since Cheng Xiu appeared, Yuan Xun was staring at him, which would make him laugh and say, "isn't she right next to you?"

Cheng Xiu turned his head and didn't see Rong Shen. He soon understood what yuan Xun meant. As soon as he looked stagnant, he rolled his Adam's apple several times. Then he said in a difficult voice: "deep?"

No one answered him, but the wind was blowing gently, and the leaves were rustling overhead.

"Why can't I see her." Cheng Xiu asked in a dumb voice.

He is not a mortal. If Rongshen's Yuanhun had been with him all the time, he would have seen Rongshen. However, the fact is that he even learned the news from others.

Cheng Xiu's heart ached so much that his voice trembled when he opened his mouth.

"Deep?"

No one answered him.

Li Shuo, who was still standing by the tree trunk, gave him the answer in a cold voice, "the great battle of reversing life and death has consumed too much, including part of her yuan soul power. Now her yuan soul is very weak, and we can't see her."

Probably only Erdong can detect it.

Therefore, the fact that Rong Shen's Yuanhun has been following Cheng Xiu is just their guess.

Erdong just came to Buzhou mountain and didn't smell Rongshen's breath, which confirmed their conjecture. Rongshen, who should have gone back to Buzhou mountain, didn't come back, so the only place she would go was around Cheng Xiu.

"Yuanhun is weak..." Cheng Xiu murmured softly.

Yuan Xun couldn't see what he looked like at the moment, so he kindly said: "just now, the soul eating beast in the chaotic place has sent the spirit gathering grass. With the spirit gathering grass, Xiao Rongshen's yuan soul will soon recover."

After all, it's something that exists in legend, and it's really powerful.

Cheng Xiu held the soul gathering grass and spent half a month in Buzhou mountain. That morning, he opened his eyes in the rustle of the leaves in the breeze, and looked into Shangrong's eyes with a deep smile.

Cheng Xiu sat on the ground with his back against the tree trunk, and Yuan Hun squatted beside him and looked at him. He was very close, as if he could kiss her with a slight bow.

"Deep?" Cheng Xiu's voice was slightly hoarse.

As soon as Rongshen answers, Cheng Xiu reaches out to her.

It's a pity to catch a blank.

"Oh? Finally recovered? " Yuan Xun's angry voice sounded on their heads. After listening carefully, they were relieved.

Rong Shen whispered to Cheng Xiu: "I want to hold you, too."

But I can't.

Rong Shen looks up at Yuan Xun above, smiles at Yuan Xun and shouts, "Yuan Xun, long time no see."

Yuan Xun snorted, his eyes turned on her face, and finally he said, "it's really a long time no see. You're old."

The last sentence he said was obviously sarcastic.

Rongshen immediately turns to look at Cheng Xiu and wrongly looks at him.

Cheng Xiu wants to hold her, but he knows he can't touch her now, so he has to twist his fingers, hold regret and dissatisfaction, and coax her gently in his voice: "you are not old."

"Cheng Xiu said I'm not old." Rong Shen blinks his eyes and says happily to Yuan Xun.

In the following days, they were together as before, but Cheng Xiu couldn't touch her. Several times he wanted to hold her, but he reached out and felt empty. Rong Shen didn't do such a thing.