As a vampire who couldn't drink blood, Sakuya thought he would sleep in a coffin until he died.
Then he was struck by lightning and traveled through time.
This pill? Fusangshen? What is that? ——Forget it, let's get some sleep first.
California Qingguang, swordsman and god of death, thinks he has a good tolerance for ghosts——
After the appearance, I searched for a whole month in this pill, not to mention the God Judge, not even a ghost figure was found.
Until the second day of the full moon night, the silver-haired boy on the bed looked at each other.
Qingguang: "???"
Intention: Face life with a smile