As a ghost official in the underworld, Sunuo believed that although he was not powerful, he could still be considered a strong person. Why is it that since he participated in the operation to arrest this sanctimonious beast in uniform, he has been tortured to the point where nothing is left? His thousand-year cultivation is still not as good as that of a ghost like him who just died?
Suno admitted that he was angry. From then on, he embarked on a road of seeking death by constantly provoking and being teased. Who would have thought that writing this book would actually make me, a bachelor for thousands of years, free of charge? Su Nuo thought that she might have made money... Not far away, a graceful young man in white clothes looked up at her, his dark eyes were deep but affectionate, and his finely decorated chest was slightly exposed. Musunuo was stunned, his nose felt hot, and two red noodles dripped down happily. In front of her beauty, Sunuo couldn't help but think again, she just made money!