My husband is the Ki

With a snap, the strap of my bag was ripped apart and I stumbled to the ground.,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.,"No, no.... I just need to take her back! Just take her back to her master! Then everything will be normal! It happened before—" Zhang Fatty blurted out.。