The cultivator was thrown into the world of supernatural shooting eagles to get married

Author: Green Crab

As the candle was about to extinguish, she felt the warmth of a living person.

The cultivator Tang Wanqing was thrown into the ghostly world of shooting eagles, and the curse of her master burned on her spine: she must make a pact with the person she loves within a hundred days, otherwise she will forever fall into the demon realm.

The memorial archway in Zhangjiakou is dripping with black blood, Mei Chaowei is a snake haired female ghost, and Huang Rong's paperman always knocks at the window at midnight.

At the moment when the fingertips of the blood covered head touched, she suddenly trembled - when the corpse spots appeared in Guo Jing's palm, who was the living person?