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.,Liu Feifei softened against my back, her head suddenly moving slightly, turning her face towards me.,Zheng Daozhang didn't know if it was a vengeful spirit or a corpse demon, still hiding in the secret barrier on the upper floor.。