lt;White Bone Demong

The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.,“If you want to leave here quickly, come and help me carry the corpse. Be sure to remember to lift the corpse over her clothes and don’t touch the corpse directly, be careful not to be taken away a breath of living yang energy by the corpse.”,“Brother Chuanzi, didn't you tell me to smash it Now, what are we going to do”。