Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rong Shen takes a look at Cheng Xiu, and Cheng Xiu pauses.

Rong Shen slightly twisted his eyebrows and said, "of course I know."

"No, you don't know." Yuan Xun raised his lips, and the carelessness between his eyebrows and eyes had disappeared long ago. His eyes swung behind Rong Shen.

Rong Shen's back neck was filled with a chill, and the black fog spread from her feet, blocking the bloody lake behind her.

When Cheng Xiu sees that the female ghost starts at Chao Rongshen, he is also cold faced and flashes away.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Xun's figure had disappeared in the same place. When he left, Rong Shen heard his voice in his mind.

"The person who took part in the war in the first ten days just didn't come back, so you can't go back to Zhoushan."

Let the original ten days run, allow deep in the heart rise anger, and this anger nature all called to obstruct her ghost body.

Although the female ghost is deeply resentful, she can't fight Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu. She is beaten and retreats. Finally, she returns to the center of the lake. Unwilling to look at the sleepy man on the bank, the bloody water under her feet moves.

Before breaking away from Cheng Xiu's hand and diving into the lake, Lin Ye, who had no movement, was sent out by the bloody water and sent to the female ghost.

"Qing Qing!" Lin Ye is about to hold the ghost.

But all of a sudden, the ghost clawed her fingers on his head.

At this moment, the golden light mixed with blood suddenly rises, wrapping the female ghost and Lin Ye.

Lin Ye only felt that his heart ached badly. Something surprised him left his heart and rushed to the ghost. Something that made him feel very comfortable came out of the ghost's palm and squeezed into his heart to soothe and nourish his spirit.

Lin Ye finally realizes something. His pupils dilate and he wants to push the ghost away, but he can't even move his fingers.

The golden spirit power is too turbulent. Lin Ye can't bear it. Before he loses consciousness, he only sees the bright red blood gushing out from the female ghost's eyes. Her pale face has cracks, and the blood gushes out from her body along the cracks.

She can't stand so much resentment.

But there was a smile on her face Peace of mind.

"It doesn't matter, sir."

She finally answered his sorry.

Many years ago, this small town was here, but at that time, the private school by the lake was not such a leaky Pavilion, and there was no large area of Canna between the private school and the lake.

However, at that time, the teacher of the private school was also Mr. Lin. people in the town liked him because the children were very good in his hands.

Mr. Lin is a good-looking and learned man. He is the best husband in the hearts of all unmarried women in the town.

Every day there are carriages parked outside the private school, far or near, just to have a look at Mr. Lin coming out of the school.

Ask the maid or servant to deliver a letter to Mr. Lin.

However, Mr. Lin has never received any letters from anyone.

This is also very good. At least it shows that Mr. Lin has no girl of his own, so they all have a chance.

Until this day, Mr. Lin took a rest and gave the children of the private school a day off. A sedan chair stopped outside Lin's house. The most famous matchmaker in the town came down from the sedan chair.

She's here for the richest councillor in town.

"Mr. Lin, you have also met Miss Wang. She looks very well. She has invited a female gentleman to study with her since childhood. If you marry her, won't you be happy with the fragrance of red sleeves and the harmony of zither and zither?" The matchmaker kept talking to Mr. Lin.