Also known as "Time Travel Induced by a Bottle of Toilet Water" and "Six Gods in Hand, No Vampire".
The second step to fill in the hole, this article is already overdue, but my love for Lord Ghost prompted me to decide to finish it. Please move on:
Flowers are falling on the Zhaoshui River, and the underground palace is quiet.
The dark night gave Nuoda's underground palace absolute silence and coldness. Hundreds of candles flickered, and the shadows of vines swayed and danced on the walls.
He was lying on his side on the large couch with one hand. The vampire was indeed the darling of the night. His facial features were deep and elegant, and his pair of distant eyes were half-closed at this time. There were candles flickering around him, and bright red candle oil slowly dripped down the smooth table, surrounded by the faint smell of blood and a strong sense of oppression...
Liang Qian: Sir, are you hungry?
Ghost: No, I'm just a little thirsty...
In fact, there doesn't seem to be much difference between the two...
Intention: