My Underworld Lady

When she appeared at his wedding dressed in black, she smiled evilly, her smile was so captivating, as if she was a messenger from hell, with a cold aura exuding all over her body. When he whispered her name, she told him sternly that you were not worthy. He was shocked by everything about her. She was as evil as she was. He gently slashed the bride's beautiful and white face with a knife and said with an evil smile. "How many times have you been stabbed for this face, huh?" The cold voice pierced everyone's hearts. Cold sweat dripped down from the bride's forehead, her throat was so scared that she couldn't make a sound, and even breathing was so difficult. "Don't tell me you're afraid, haha, do you know you're afraid? Then let me tell you now, you don't deserve to have this face at all." When the knife gently scratched the bride's beautiful face, drops of blood dripping on the white wedding dress looked so dazzling and desperate. And she was still standing so coldly, with a smile on her face, but that smile made people shudder. Suddenly she heard a "touch" sound, and the knife with bright red blood stains had already been accurately thrown by her on their so-called happy wedding photo. The eye-catching smile made her tired...