"He, he, he..." The sharp-eyed monster pointed his finger forward with a trembling voice, his face full of fear.
"Get lost." Reaching out to embrace the s3xy ghost in white, Kong Hua's deep voice seemed to bring people back to the gloomy Yama Palace. Above the Ten Yama Palaces, the Lord of the Underworld in black had a handsome face but a cold expression, and his dark eyes were indifferent.
"Ah------" With a sharp scream, the ghosts that were so aggressive just now suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Now, not to mention humans, even ghosts don’t dare to come.
A month has passed since I moved into the new house. Autumn has gone and winter has arrived. I woke up early in the morning and the wind blew the whole yard white. Sang Mo put on his fur coat and stood up to look out the window. The light of the snow reflected the morning light, making it harder to open his eyes.
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...