"Are you waiting for me?"
Wicked Consort Lan'er smiled and kissed him.
It seemed she had been waiting here for someone, and finally, spring had arrived.
Wang Ye was startled and stood up immediately upon seeing her.
However, now he couldn't separate from her.
Wicked Consort Lan'er was dressed in red, like a bride waiting for her groom.
After eight thousand years, she finally had the opportunity to awaken once again.
"Welcome, Evil Consort!"
"Welcome, Evil Consort!"
"Welcome, Evil Consort!"
Suddenly, many undead figures emerged from the surrounding cemetery.
Although these people were lifeless, they moved like puppets, capable of powerful actions, even crawling out of the graves.
Wang Ye wanted to retreat again and again.
Sadly, just as he stepped back, a woman would always float beside him, following closely.
Her name was Wicked Consort Lan'er, originally a princess of a gigantic divine palace.
Because of an unexpected battle eight thousand years ago,
