The glamorous and sultry Great Ghost King
Li Chenyi has lived for twenty years and has never seen a more attractive girl than He Pengxuan.
She jumped down from the pine tree in Yueshan Mountain, her lace skirt swept across his wrist, and she jumped into his arms with the refreshing fragrance of pine branches——
He didn't know at that time that the hands hooked around his neck could crush the skulls of thousand-year-old zombies, and that the eyes that looked at him lovingly had seen the face of Yama of the Tenth Palace.
He just thought he had picked up a pretty eldest lady, protected her behind him, left her half a place on the hard net bed in Yizhuang, and carried her across the gravel slope of Yue Mountain.
It wasn't until that night that the eldest lady appeared in front of him carrying the ghost king's head lightly, and he was shocked to realize that the eldest lady in front of him had a transparent figure and ghostly aura surging around her body.
"You..."
He Pengxuan licked the yang energy from the corner of his lips and half-squinted his eyes: "The taste of pure yang body is really good."
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