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 corpse was strikingly beautiful, just her face was abnormally pale. This being a dead person is quite normal. She was dressed in a crimson robe as a burial garment.,Looking at the strange female corpse in the white coffin, Zhuanzi's face changed slightly, but he forced himself to calm down and spat: "What are you panicking about It's just a dead person."。