Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

However, it seems understandable to think of her saying that she hadn't eaten for 300 years?

There was no woman in the barracks. Shen Jingchen didn't ask anyone else. She simply did it by herself. After cleaning it for long, she took a robe of her own, wrapped her up and put it in the quilt.

Looking at the child's face again, Shen Jingchen felt a strange sense of achievement. He stood by the bed and watched for a while before he turned and left the tent.

Shen Jingchen left, Rong Shen is still hesitant to follow Shen Jingchen or stay in the tent, after all, her memory stone is now in Shen Jingchen's body.

Thinking of this, Rong Shen follows Shen Jingchen with the hamster in his arms.

And wait for Shen Jingchen to walk not long, long woke up, eyes no focus of lying on the bed, feel all over have no strength, until suddenly smell a fragrance in the air.

As soon as long's eyes brightened, she turned over and sat up from the bed. Her tiny nose stirred a few times. After confirming the direction of the fragrance, her figure flashed, leaving only the opened quilt in the tent, without her figure.

It's like a starving man.

When Shen Jingchen arranges things and goes back to the tent, he finds that a monster has disappeared. He stands by the bed with an unpredictable look. It takes a long time for him to move. He bends over, picks up the quilt and shakes. From the corner of his eyes, he sees something shaking off the bed.

As soon as he picked up the nail sized black scales, there was movement outside the tent.

"Is Shizi here?" The visitor was still panting. He seemed to be in a hurry, but he didn't rush in immediately. He stood outside the tent and asked.

Shen Jing Chen closed palm, raised foot to walk out, "what happened?"

It was Jiang Lin who came. When he saw Shen Jingchen, he said with a bitter smile: "Shizi, that The girl is in the kitchen

Before Jiang Lin spoke, Rong Shen had already moved in the direction of the movement.

She suddenly wondered what would happen if the young man kept a black dragon by his side.

And Qingqiu mountain

If Rong Shen remembers correctly, she didn't see the existence of Qingqiu mountain when she looked at the map before.

So, is it that all these things don't exist, but the ghost painted them casually, or is it that Qingqiu mountain has changed its name now.

Long followed the fragrance and found a place. There was a shed built here. Several people were walking around to prepare food. There were soldiers standing guard around. Long was lying on the top of the shed, looking down, looking around, and finally fell on the big bowl of meat. Her eyes were bright, and her face was salivating again.

On the way over, long knew that this was not Qingqiu mountain. There were many people here, but there was no a Lang, so he lay down on the shed for a while. When he couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand to the nearest meat.

"Why?" The cook, kneading the dough, looked at the boiled meat not far away from him, puzzled in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Asked other people who were aware of his movements.

The cook shook his head and continued to knead the dough

"Oh, let's move faster. Shizi, they're back. They must be hungry after they've been driving all night."

The bottom of the people Hun don't care about the words, the top of the shed long licked the corner of his mouth, gently called a.

Although the taste is not as good as last night's, at least it's meat.

She felt the satisfaction of having something in her stomach, and then she looked down again.