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The advance copy of "My Incompetent Husband in the Restricted Story" is below, please collect it~ The mountain warbler has traveled through time. In order to get rid of the unlucky death of a ghost marriage, she fled into the dark mountains. Behind her came the angry threats of the fake groom, saying that there was an evil ghost in the mountain with a green face and fangs, who loved to dig out people's hearts and eat them. Shan Ying sneered: Feudal superstition. But when the setting sun splashed molten gold like blood on a dilapidated ancestral hall, the gentle breeze was like the whisper of ghosts, the mountain oriole, who believed that there were no ghosts in the world, was frightened, and looked in horror at the sudden appearance of a thin young man behind her. Mountain Warbler: "!" "There's a ghost!" Song Qichi tilted his head in confusion, pointed at himself, and chuckled: "Ghost... Are you talking about me?" Song Qichi was not an evil ghost. On the contrary, he has a kind-hearted personality. When he saw Shanying was in such a mess, he didn't say much but took her home and took good care of her. Shanying was very relieved, thinking that the days would pass by like water. Unexpectedly, one day, a person suddenly came to visit. The moment the yellow paper fell to the ground, everything changed before Shanying's eyes. The yard where she usually loved to lie on the rocking chair and bask in the sun turned into a desolate and abandoned ancestral hall, with densely packed and lopsided memorial tablets on the table. The handwriting was as dark as ink, and fear filled Shan Ying's heart. These three words were particularly familiar to her—— Song Qichi. But before Shan Ying calmed down, Song Qi showed up late. His jade-white face was rotten to the point of exposing the bones, and inside were slimy and cold red threads coiled together like long snakes. He held the pastry and fruit plate prepared for her in his hand, which gave off a disgusting rotten smell. But he just looked at Shan Ying quietly, his sticky eyes hooked on her like a machete cutting out flesh and blood. Unabashedly greedy and pathological. "Shan Ying," Song Qichi chuckled and asked softly, "What's wrong? What did you see?" Pre-collection of "My Incompetent Husband in Restricted Stories", please collect it! Bright straight ball little sun*yandere black mud 1. Jiang Lingning traveled to the world of cultivating immortals and got married to the wild man she picked up. The man had a cold appearance and a taciturn personality. Due to amnesia, he had many innocuous and bizarre deviations in his behavior and cognition. After getting married, he went out to work and took care of all the housework. He gave all the spiritual stones and elixirs he got to her. He even saw that her spiritual roots were damaged, so he nourished and repaired her every day and every night. Jiang Lingning thought life was so plain and happy. One day, she had a nightmare. I actually dreamed that I was the heroine of a restricted novel, her name was Jiang Yan. She had a delicate and soft body, her breath was like a blue, and she had an excellent physique. She was also possessed by the Acacia Gu, and was played with and invaded by various male protagonists. And what about her husband? Then when they were undressing and forgetting themselves in passion, a window and a door were used to stimulate her emotional body, making her an incompetent husband who was "blind and deaf". Jiang Lingning wanted to ignore this nightmare, but then she saw one of the male protagonists. He smiled and said, "Jiang Yan, you've had enough fun, you should go ask Tianzong." 2. Thinking of restricting the eighteen forbidden contents in the article, Jiang Lingning ran away. When they met again, she was a prisoner suffering from the acacia poison, and her husband was the brutal demon king who destroyed the Wentian Sect. He was so excited that he couldn't even hold on to his skin. The thick, solid black mud flowed out from the seven orifices. It was covered with dense eyes, with joy and violence intertwined in the eyes. The black mud extended downwards, and sticky and cold tentacles clung to the skin. He let out a sigh of satisfaction: "I know they were the ones who tricked and forced you to leave me." "Please, Aning." "Ask me and I will satisfy you." * He saw a rotting body giving birth to life again. He thought, who is she? Could it be his kind? So He clothed himself in flesh skin and came to her. 1V1, sc, he. Purpose: To warm each other and save each other