Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Well." Rong Shen answered. There was no accident.

She looked up at the plaque on her head and suddenly said, "Song Yue, take down the plaque."

"Ah?" Song Yue didn't listen to Rong Shen's words, but he was still worried about the missing of Dong.

Rongshen frowns slightly. Cheng Xiu reaches out to lift his sleeve and is stopped by Rongshen.

"Take down the plaque." Rong Shen looks at Song Yue, slightly wringing his eyebrows, with some impatience on his face.

Song Yue didn't dare to disobey her. He looked around. He gently pointed his foot on the stone lion nearby, and then leaped with his help. The soft sword in his hand danced fast.

With a bang, there was no fixed thing, and the plaque fell from the top.

Although he knows Rongshen won't be hurt by such things, Cheng Xiu's first reaction is to reach out and pull her into his arms, put his hand on her head and protect her carefully.

Let's wave our sleeves deeply and blow away the dust.

A dagger was added to the palm of her hand.

Rong squatted down, stabbed the dagger into the corner of the plaque, next to the lantern. With a slight effort of her wrist, she pried down the board that carved the lantern, and the black stone that was sealed inside was also exposed.

Rongshen slightly raised his lips, obviously his mood became better.

She stretched out her hand and was about to take the stone. A gray spiritual force rolled the stone away.

"This is my stuff." The voice of indifference rang out from the ancestral hall.

With a flash of anger in Rongshen's eyes, she turned her head and stood up slowly, looking at the people standing in the ancestral hall.

"It's you!" Song Yue also saw the people standing in the ancestral hall.

The man who was supposed to lie in the coffin and was carried to the village by his bodyguard and coffin appears here. Moreover, with the palm of his right hand and the palm of his left hand in the gray power, it is the black stone head that has just been snatched by Shen leisurely.

I can't even tell a man from a woman.

"You're here. What about my bodyguard?" Song Yue suddenly realized something, and his face became extremely ugly.

However, the man with the lantern did not answer his question. Instead, he always looked at Rong Shen. The jade mask covered her face, but could not block her sight.

Secluded, without the slightest emotion.

Rong Shen squinted slightly. She moved her wrists and pinched each other's scallion fingertips.

"You said it was yours?" The voice is quiet and deep.

"What's the problem?" The man asked.

Rong Shen chuckled and looked at the mask on her face. "No problem."

"But." She turned her voice and said, "originally this thing was mine. Although I don't know why it fell into your hands, now I have to take it back. You can make a condition."

"I want your heart." The tone is simple. It seems that I have already thought about the conditions.

Rong Shen's pupil shrinks slightly. Even though she doesn't open her mouth, she is stopped by Cheng Xiu.

"Well?" Rong Shen looks at Cheng Xiu and thinks he has something to do.

But Cheng Xiu took a look at the masked man, put his head close to Rong Shen, and asked in a low voice, "can you grab it?"

He asked this sentence almost close to Rong Shen's ear. Rong Shen widened his eyes slightly and looked at Cheng Xiu incredulously. He didn't expect that this sentence would come out of Cheng Xiu's mouth.

Fortunately, only Rong Shen heard Cheng Xiu's question.

Song Yue didn't hear it. It was rare to see Rong Shen's reaction. His curiosity rose to the extreme.