Qing Chacha felt that she must have read too many restricted and shameful articles on weekdays, and as retribution came, she fell over and became a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.
There was no restraint in the acacia, and a man was accidentally sucked away by a pair of monks. His flesh and blood were all drained away, and he became a naked skeleton.
He was thrown into a pit of corpses and buried carelessly.
If you want to survive, you have to practice together, absorb Yang Qi, flesh and bones, Qing Chacha searches for rich men everywhere in the ghost world.
Having fallen to this point, there are no requirements anymore, just looking good.
Jiuyou Zun in Jiuyou Tomb is currently selecting his wife. It is rumored that Wu Jiuyou is a fallen immortal, with unparalleled beauty and boundless magical power. He is the king of the land and obeys all ghosts.
Qing Chacha racked his brains and tried to find a way to sneak into the audition circle. Among all the beauties, she is the most unique in being naked.
Qingcha, wearing a camellia hairpin, stepped on her homemade roller skates and skated into the lobby of the underground palace. She immediately showed off her talent and waved her hands.
Guests: What the hell? !
It was shaken so hard that the last flower hand failed to hold it, and a section of ribs fell off.
Wu Jiuyou stepped down from the throne, stopped in front of Xiao Baigu, picked up the rib, and tapped her skull with a bang.
Deafening.
"I, I, I am really here to... Find trouble, ah no, I am here for the beauty pageant." Qing Chacha said with trembling in her jaw.
The sinister and cold-blooded Jiuyou Zun smiled with interest and straightened the little flower on her skull, "You win."
There was a sigh of relief in the hall... All the beauties poked themselves in the eyes! ! !
At this point, the little white-bone lady clung to Wu Jiuyou's body and arrogantly absorbed the yang energy, regardless of the occasion, day or night, and quickly grew back into flesh and blood.
Wu Jiuyou strangled the delicate little beauty sitting on his lap, "You have eaten enough these days, it's my turn."
From then on, Qingchacha lived a restrictive and shy life.
Once a skeleton, she never forgets her roots. Every time she celebrates the occasion, she will howl several times, "I can't do it anymore, my bones are going to fall apart..."
The cute little white bone who looks for meat every day × the ghost king with a full meat tube
[The copy has been certified, December 10th]
Intention: Let's talk about it.
