Marriage of the Ghost Last Chapter

Ghost Bride Extra: Snow Falls Silently

It's another cold winter. Thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.

There was a wedding at the foot of the mountain. The whistling wind accompanied by the sporadic sound of suona floated from one end of the mountain to the other. Han Chan stood at the corner of the wall outside the Taoist temple with an umbrella and watched from afar. The bright red sedan swayed and passed by the path covered with white snow. The white snow and the red makeup were particularly beautiful.

"The world is so lively..." The ghost sighed, turning the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, "It's so lively..."

"Do you want to see?" the Taoist beside him asked, taking a step forward and turning to look at him who was standing still.