Yan Mor Calamity frowned, staring closely at the delicate little face under the golden tassel.

It was this woman again, no wonder she could break his ghost formation.

For some reason, seeing that his bride was Liang Sheng, Yan Mor Calamity had an inexplicable joy in his heart.

Liangsheng's eyes flickered lightly, ignoring Yan Mor Calamity, and raised her hand to gently take the phoenix crown off her head.

After a long day at the top, she was really ...