lt;White Bone Demong

The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.,The female corpse was pinned under the Chen Pi, with half her body dragged and resting on the edge of the coffin.,“Brother Chuanzi, didn't you tell me to smash it Now, what are we going to do”。