Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"I just saw it run into the ruins. I don't know what it got into." Rong Shen saw that song Huai didn't know where the ghost was, so he began to remind him.

Song Huai body meal, look back at the eyes of the complex Rong deep one eye, said: "the girl is a blessing."

In fact, he wanted to say that Rong Shen was a very lucky man. Seeing the ghost passing by her, he didn't eat her. However, he felt that it was a bit strange to say "very lucky" at this time, so song Huai put it another way.

Rong Shen pretends not to understand the meaning of his words, and his face is still smiling.

Stepping into the scorched ruins, song Huai turned back and said to Rong Shen, "girl, don't come in with your younger brother."

Rong Shen took a look at the blackened things and his shoes. He was not happy to go in, so he nodded and helped song Huai point in the direction and said, "I saw her fly there and then she disappeared."

The place she was referring to was a bit biased. It should be a bedroom according to the distribution of the courtyard of ordinary people in the town.

Rong Shen knew that it should be Miss Lin's bedroom, and under the scorched ruins, there was the ghost's shelter.

Song Huai Dynasty Rong Shen nodded and took out a sign from his arms. Then he walked cautiously in the direction Rong Shen pointed to. Although Rong Shen gave him the direction, he still looked at the place he passed.

After all, the ghost doesn't have to stay in the same place all the time. Maybe he will change his place at any time.

Rong Shen leads Cheng Xiu and stands on the edge of the ruins, watching song Huai approach the place little by little.

I don't know when to start. It seems that the night wind is much colder. It blows on people and gets into their clothes. It arouses goose bumps. There is no noise in my ears, even the sound of insects and cats.

It's weird.

Rong Shen squinted slightly, then suddenly tilted his head. He put his hand over Cheng Xiu's eyes and said in a soft voice, "Cheng Xiu, close your eyes."

The eyelashes in the palm of the hand trembled slightly, scratching a slight itch.

Cheng Xiu didn't speak and closed his eyes obediently.

The next moment, Rong Shen gave a soft Tut, Cheng Xiu's hand fell on her palm, suddenly became cold, and the size and touch were not right.

It's like Cheng Xiu, who she leads, becomes another person in a flash.

But Rongshen doesn't let go, and still covers Cheng Xiu's eyes. There is a chill in her eyes. Her eyes touch the red silk thread on her wrist, and the red silk thread suddenly glows.

There is a scream in Rong Shen's ear. The next moment, Cheng Xiu's temperature comes to her palm, and the red silk thread on her wrist seems to have been burned, turned into ash, and fell off from her wrist.

Cheng Xiu also heard the scream. He reached for the hand that covered his eyes. He said anxiously, "deep!"

"I'm fine." Rongshen puts down her hand, and Cheng Xiu turns around and hugs her waist, as if to make sure she's still there. "Shenshen, who was calling just now?"

"Ghost." Rong Shen said carelessly, not worried about whether he would scare Cheng Xiu.

Song Huai heard the movement and ran over. He also heard Rong Shen's words. His face sank and he looked at Rong Shen's wrist. Sure enough, the red silk thread was gone.

"Girl, what just happened?" Song Huai asked solemnly.

Let deep understatement of just that ghost to her cloth under the illusion of things said.

Song Huai was relieved and said: "fortunately, the red line has blocked a disaster for you, but the girl should be more careful next."