Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Call -"

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la"

The real sound continues.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly turned her head back and her heart was cold - she was afraid that master Dongfang would turn back!

Three meters in front of her stood a woman who didn't look very tall. She was wearing a pure gray robe and a cloak, and her huge hood covered her face.

Her face is hidden in the dark!

Ye Qingcheng took a step back, but she reached the crystal coffin. She had no way back. There was no way here.

"You - who are you?" Ye Qingcheng's voice trembled, partly because the women's dress in front of him was mysterious and terrible, and partly because it was very cold here. Ice gas was rising everywhere and constantly surrounded

"No, it's impossible... No... No... No...!"

She whispered, as if possessed, and kept whispering, but her voice suddenly raised and tore at the end!

Ye Qingcheng was so frightened that she couldn't retreat. The woman seemed crazy. The lantern in her hand fell to the ground and was completely broken

She rushed straight over, and two haggard hands stretched out from the wide sleeves, as if they had been burned, covered with terrible scars!

"Ah --"

Ye Qingcheng suddenly hid nearby and was startled by her hands. When she turned to run, the woman suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly grasped Ye Qingcheng's thick and slightly curly long hair!

"Uh --"

Ye Qingcheng cried out in pain. Her scalp was fried. She couldn't stop turning her head, but she was startled by the face in front of her

Her face hidden under the huge hooded cloak is strangely beautiful and white, but there are some wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, but she can't hide her face

Her chin is fluent and sharp.

Her facial features are 7 points similar to Ye Qingcheng!

But her eyes became a terrible gray blue, and some out of focus

In Ye Qingcheng's amazing Kung Fu, she had pulled her along Ye Qingcheng's hair and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's neck!

"Who are you..." Ye Qingcheng looked at the woman in front of him in horror. She clearly looked like a woman in her 40s, but she had a pair of hands of an 80 year old

"No... no..." she kept whispering and repeating. Her eyes that lost focus looked at the frightened Ye Qingcheng in front of her, gradually gathered and looked at her, but her eyes were empty, "she's dead - she's dead!"

"Cough..." Ye Qingcheng felt it. She just held her neck tightly and didn't pinch her hard.

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