Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

She stretched out her hand to master Tang, but she was pushed away by master Tang before she met him.

"Ah Miss Biao fell directly on the ground and looked at him in bewilderment.

But master Tang squatted down, reached out and grabbed her hair, his eyes were full of red blood, he asked her: "at the beginning, where did you let people take ayin? What did you do to her? "

"Xiang Xianggong, what are you talking about? " Miss Biao pulled the corner of her lip, but the panic and horror in her eyes could not be concealed.

He knew what happened in those years, but how could he know? Clearly those people have left here!

Can answer her is to be pulled painful scalp, Tang young master forcefully pulled her hair, forced her to raise her head, biting her teeth, "ah Yin will be cheated by you, I won't! Say it! Come on! What did you do to ayin? She is now... "

Young master Tang's voice suddenly dropped, and he asked the following sentence, "she is now Where... "

"I I don't know. How can I know where ayin is Xianggong, did anyone tell you something? That's why you misunderstood me... " Miss Biao shook her head and kept talking.

What she didn't see, however, was that a pair of charred hands slowly came out from behind her and landed on her neck.

Miss Biao didn't see this scene, but master Tang saw it. He immediately released his hand holding her hair and stepped back with a face of fear.

"Xianggong? What's the matter? " Miss Biao asked.

The next moment, however, her neck was pinched by her blackened hands.

"Well Save Help... " Miss Biao blushed and held out her hand to master Tang.

But master Tang looked at this scene with a frightened face. To be exact, he looked at the blackened figure behind Miss Biao. Miss Biao's call for help didn't make master Tang soft hearted. Instead, he let him go back to his senses and turned around to run outside.

However, when he ran to the door, the voice behind him stopped him.

"Cousin, you are so cruel." The voice of a young girl is out of place with the dark figure.

This voice is not only familiar to miss Biao, but also to master Tang.

He turned around and rolled his Adam's apple up and down. Looking at the scorched figure, he called out in disbelief: "ah yin?"

The scorched black figure was stiff for a moment, then slowly looked up, the whole face, only the eyes were still clear.

But how could master Tang forget these eyes.

Frightened to disappear, he strode over and finally fell on his knees in front of her.

"Ah Yin, did you come back for me? Ah Yin... " Master Tang stretched out his hand to hold the black figure's face, crying and laughing.

It seemed that what he was holding was not a burned face, but a pretty face in his memory.

Ghosts have no tears, but the love and pain in these eyes are so strong.

"Zixiu." Ah Yin called out master Tang's words.

Tang Zixiu answered with a happy face. He wanted to say something more, but a Yin suddenly raised her face and cried bitterly, avoiding his hand.

And the hand that she pinches on watch young lady neck abruptly force.

The young lady's head was cut off with fresh blood.

"Ha ha ha ha...!" A Yin is laughing loudly, the laughter is shrill, she will hand watch young lady also full of fear head to throw out, step by step back.

She did not dare to look into Tang Zixiu's eyes for fear of seeing his fear.