Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Cheng Xiu looks at the ghost coldly. He puts his sword finger on the palm of the ghost's hand. Suddenly, a golden flame rises from his fingertips and spreads to the ghost's whole body. The ghost's body turns into ashes.

"Ah

After that, there was a shrill scream of the female ghost. Rong Shen didn't have to look back to know that the female ghost was finished. The breath of the female ghost was gone, but the room was still cold.

And the chill is still growing.

Rong Shen twists his eyebrows and pushes Cheng Xiu away. He turns around and looks at the room. Knowing that it's not the time to ask questions, he whispers, "go out first."

However, Cheng Xiu did not move.

Rongshen turns around and looks at him.

"Out? He can't get out A sweet voice came from the door.

Through the bead curtain, Rong Shen sees the maid who was leading Cheng Xiu's way wriggling her waist and coming in. Her eyes scan Cheng Xiu, and her face looks obsessed. When she finally looks at Rong Shen, her eyes are full of resentment.

"There are two ghosts in one painting." Rong Shen sneered and his eyes were cold.

The servant girl took a look at the black flame in her palm. Although she was afraid, she was not afraid. Instead, she walked forward a few steps and stood beside Cheng Xiu. She said with a provocative smile to Rong Shen, "you dare not kill me. If you kill me, he can't live."

Rong Shenwei narrowed her eyes. She didn't believe it, but looking at the confidence on the maid's face, she was not sure.

However, just when she wanted to take Cheng Xiu out, Cheng Xiu didn't move.

"Is that true?" Rong Shen turns his eyes and asks Cheng Xiu.

Cheng Xiu was silent for a while, then nodded. He said, "I'm the person in the painting. She's a resentful ghost living in the painting. She has existed for thousands of years. If you want to kill her, you can only destroy the painting."

The servant girl's face showed complacency, and it was obvious that she was determined. Rong Shen didn't dare to kill her.

However, Cheng Xiu said again, but the smile on the maid's face froze.

"But if the painting is destroyed, it will be destroyed. The person you want won't have an accident." Cheng Xiu looked at Rong Shen and became gentle.

Rong Shen was stunned and soon understood what Cheng Xiu meant.

She didn't expect that Cheng Xiu's consciousness in front of her was not only his lost soul, but also his self-consciousness.

After Cheng Xiu had said that, the maid's face first showed disbelief, and then twisted resentment, "do you love her so much? You're just a picture? I drew you! I should be in your heart

She screamed like a crash, her pretty face twisted and became ferocious, her eyes bulging, her skin turned pale, her hands turned into ghost claws, and she grabbed at Rong deeply.

Rong Shen stands and doesn't move. He seems to be shocked by Cheng Xiu's words.

Cheng Xiu's face changed and he wanted to stop him, but his body was still in the same place. This painting was made by the maid. He is the person in the painting. As long as the maid doesn't want him to move, he can't move.

So Cheng Xiu could only watch the ghost claw penetrate Rong Shen's heart, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The maid's face showed ecstasy, but the next second, Rong Shen began to laugh, with a chill in her smile. She tilted her head slightly and asked softly, "is it fun?"

"You The expression on the servant girl's face suddenly became blank. She pulled back her hand and saw the empty palm. She was shocked and looked at Rong Shen. Rong Shen's broken chest was healing quickly.