"Husband, Husband, what's wrong with you? Don't frighten us!" A group of women surrounded Chen Jiu, full of worries, was unexplained anxious to die.

The whole person of Chen Jiu seems to have been kindled with black smoke. It's strange to say that he has a fire to burn himself, but he can't see any fire, and his arrogant appearance just now seems to have no discomfort at all.

But in such a blatant moment, Chen Jiu's body was smoking with black smoke, and he lost his speech in an instant. It was fixed in that frivolous state, and he could not move any more.

"Well, it stinks... He will...