Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

When Li Shuo said this, the radian of Cheng Xiu's lips went up, but his eyes were dark, and he didn't see the slightest smile.

Rong Shen's attention is on what Li Shuo says, and he doesn't realize that Cheng Xiu is wrong.

But her eyebrows also twisted.

That war was the last one between the demon world and the heaven world. Even though there was no division at that time, the demon world took the initiative to withdraw and signed a truce agreement after that. The demon world and the heaven world did not interfere with each other.

"Nothing else is going to happen?" Rong Shen looks at Li Shuo and asks.

She didn't think that because she came out, she could make a truce between the demon world and the heaven world.

Even if she could talk about a truce in heaven, the demon world would not look like heaven. She always respected her.

Li Shuo was silent. He turned his back to Rongshen. Rongshen couldn't see the change of his expression at the moment.

Rong Shen can't wait for Li Shuo to speak again. It's Cheng Xiu beside her who makes a sound.

"Because there was an accident at that time, which was enough to make the demon world and the heaven world temporarily truce..." After a pause, he said in a slow voice, "maybe at first it was just a temporary truce, and then maybe something happened that extended the truce."

Rongshen looked at him, and Cheng Xiu laughed. He winked at her and said gently, "it's all my guess, specific..."

He looked up at Li Shuo, who was walking in front of him, and said, "you have to ask the client."

"Something happened in the middle..." Li Shuo's words haven't finished, the footstep suddenly a meal, Rong Shen sees his body tight from behind.

"What's the matter?" She and Cheng Xiu took a few steps forward and looked forward over Li Shuo's shoulder.

When she saw the scene in front of her, her pupils shrank slightly. For a moment, she only heard the wind in her ears, and even her face didn't make a sound.

Perhaps for a while, or perhaps after a long time, a smile rang out in Rong Shen's ear.

"It's going to recreate the war of that year?" Cheng Xiu's voice was wrapped in the wind, and the meaning was not clear.

Rong Shen returns to her senses. She feels the heat on her cheek and gets into her skirt. Then she feels that the temperature outside has eroded Cheng xiubu's border.

Maybe as time goes on, Cheng xiubu's border will lose its effect completely. What they will come into contact with is the high temperature that can turn people into fly ash.

Cheng Xiu and others are not afraid, but today's tolerance is unbearable.

Probably feeling the uneasiness in Rong Shen's heart, Cheng Xiu pinched her palm and said in a low voice, "it's going to be OK."

When he said this sentence, Rong Shen obviously felt that the enthusiasm receded.

"That's you." Rong Qian's voice rang out in the back. The white cat in her arms didn't know where she had gone. She was holding a black and purple branch in her hand. There were no trees on the mountain, and she didn't know where the branch came from.

Her voice brought Rongshen's attention back to the front.

After walking for such a long time, they actually reached the middle of the mountain, but there was a cliff in front of them. There was a cable bridge between the cliff and the opposite mountain.

Along the way, you can see that there is such a cable bridge between every two black hills on the mountainside.

There is also an open space between Rongshen and the cliff, on which many people sit.

These people gathered in twos and threes. They were all wearing silver armor and holding weapons. In the place closest to the cliff, there were three people standing. The two people in the back didn't know each other, but she recognized the person in the front at a glance, although she was only in the back.