When the demonic sect’s Protector Bi Qianren was travelling around the jianghu, he encountered a malicious ghost who liked bride kidnapping. Without the slightest hesitation, Bi Qianren kicked away the ghostly head blocking his path.
Summary
When the demonic sect’s Protector Bi Qianren was travelling around the jianghu, he encountered a malicious ghost who liked bride kidnapping. Without the slightest hesitation, Bi Qianren kicked away the ghostly head blocking his path.
However, could someone tell him why this headless ghost began pestering him to get married? Do ghosts toss their heads to find their matches now?
Zhuge Qingtian: If you’ve sat on my sedan chair and haven’t yet died, you must be my predestined wife, one matched by the heavens.
Bi Qianren: Scram, us demonic cultivators only become husbands.
Zhuge Qiantian: Alright then, husband, when will we hold our wedding?
Bi Qianren: Even this works?
That day, as he stepped onto the path to find a missing head, Mister Hitman Bi Qianren learned a bitter life lesson—don’t casually kick a malicious ghost’s head, because who knows if that ghost will one day become your wife.
- 1 Chapter 1
- 2 Chapter 2
- 3 Chapter 3
- 4 Chapter 4
- 5 Chapter 5
- 6 Chapter 6
- 7 Chapter 7
- 8 Chapter 8
- 9 Chapter 9
- 10 Chapter 10
- 11 Chapter 11
- 12 Chapter 12
- 13 Chapter 13
- 14 Chapter 14
- 15 Chapter 15
- 16.1 Chapter 16.1
- 16.2 Chapter 16.2
- 17.1 Chapter 17.1
- 17.2 Chapter 17.2
- 18.1 Chapter 18.1
- 18.2 Chapter 18.2
- 19.1 Chapter 19.1
- 19.2 Chapter 19.2
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