lt;White Bone Demong

Chen Pi, who was more timid, was so scared that he fell straight into the grave.,The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.,“Brother Chuanzi, didn't you tell me to smash it Now, what are we going to do”。