My husband is the Ki

From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,"Qiyun, isn't the Underworld quite busy" I muttered softly when Jiang Qiyun pulled me up. "There are already seven Ye helping out.",Jiang Qiyun's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, and the corner of his lips also curled into a slight smile: "Well, make your own decision."。