Kill her (1)
The center of the altar was surrounded by blood-red ravines.
The incense table was covered with bright yellow bones, which were drawn with a strange spell with lines of blood, which made people's hearts palpitate at first sight.
"This one is more professional and reliable than the one my stepmother found." Ah Yin glanced at him. The half-baked person that little consort Li had found was completely different from this.
"He's so reliable that he's about to lose his head." Jiang Huai 'an looked at her with a complicated expression.
Was this the time to praise the other party for being professional and reliable?
He would rather the other party was unreliable.
Sigh, how did this sister of hers get along so well with the crazy miss Wen?
"Wuwuwu ..."
"Wuwu ..."