The Aloof Immortal Lord Chases His Wife Every Day at the Crematorium

The raindrops as big as peas hit the black sedan with great force, and the sound became muffled. It sounded like the god of death beating a drum, hitting Ye Jinghong's heart every time. Just look at those eight black guys, like ghosts, wandering on the Hanyuan Peak, the forbidden place in the fairy world. What kind of wedding sedan did they carry? It was just a prison cage, which gave the life of Ye Jinghong to the prisoner.