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.,Her eyes were all white, but she squeezed them shut and cracked her mouth open, revealing a terrifying smile.,"Well, with such twisted infatuation, I won't say much more. Just watch as they crawl out of the hole."。