When Yun Chujiu saw the Qi Ling, she finally understood why it loved tombs so much. This Qi Ling was just a little skeleton.
The little skeleton sat on a luxurious coffin and said fiercely, “Why did you see me? You destroyed my big tomb and I didn’t even bother with you. What else do you want?”
Yun chujiu placed her hands on her waist, she pointed at the little skeleton and scolded, “You Little Skeleton, you still have the face to say that? Ah, no, you have no face to begin with! You heartless, shameless little skeleton. If not for you, would I have been trapped in that large tomb? If not for you, I would have already left! Do you think I want to see you? You shameless little skeleton!”
The skeleton’s skeleton turned red. “You! You’re courting death!”