On the other hand, Wang longqi suddenly came to the deyun temple, walked the Dragon, and paid his respects to the moon. Then he sat down.
"What now?" Li Chu knew that something had happened.
"There's a Ghost in My House," Wang longqi said casually.
Li Chu looked at him and felt a little emotional.
When Wang longqi first came to the Taoist temple, he had just finished drinking sugar water with The Ghost Bride. At that time, he was trembling with fear and trembling, and it took him a long time to say a complete sentence.
He even covered his face and wept when he recounted his first intimate contact with The Ghost Bride.
Now, this fellow was sitting there casually, munching on melon seeds and fruits. His face was ruddy and lustrous. It was as if he had come to visit on his period yesterday, and he had told him about the haunted house.
Not only did he not resist, he even seemed to enjoy it.
Life was really like a merciless carving knife.
"What the hell?"
