I, the lord of ghost stories

Tall pine trees and bamboo forests surround the mansion, covering the whole mansion in shadow.

It's summer, the wind blows and the leaves rustle, which has a special artistic conception.

Sifengyuan stopped for a moment, admiring the breeze of bamboo shadows here.

Hearing the voice of questioning from behind, he turned around slowly and met those beautiful eyes suppressing his anger.

The sky was rolling with thick bird clouds, and the light rain was like silk, dripping down.

In front of the deep and silent mansion, the golden light was like fire, filling this area in illusion.

Hegong Qingzi was wearing an elegant and charming white kimono. At this time, her jet-black hair was loose and wet by the wind and rain, but she looked even more beautiful and soft.

Under the bangs that were wet with sweat, those clear and beautiful eyes gradually calmed down.

"Yu Shen willful and reckless, really want to offend Yu Tian?"