She was born with sixty-six bunches of Yuba flowers spread thinly on her back, and they can be dispersed after death. But before that, the powerful demon power sealed under the charming flower will not be exhausted, which makes her human but not adult, not a demon but like a demon.
He is the god of war in the prehistoric era, fearless of heaven and earth, and has nothing to worry about. Until I met her, as the years passed, it finally became her place of residence.