C66 Is It a Ghost?

"Yeah, the King of Hell wanted you to die at midnight, how could he let you live at dawn?"

Xu Weiwei seemed to have been touched by something and sighed deeply. "Sigh …"

Her eyes drooped slightly as she thought back to her own death. Perhaps it was fated.

Su Ruoqiu listened to her mutters and sighs. She knitted her brows, knowing that she was once again thinking of her own death