The ancestor of the underworld, He Jiuzou, who had been dead for five hundred years, woke up, but before even half a stick of incense was left, he found that he had been poisoned. The poison was a poison that no man in the world could tolerate!
In order to detoxify, he stared at a handsome man.
When the ghosts saw it, they knelt on the ground with one leg weak, "Ancestor, that... That's the Demon Lord!"
Intention: For you, I devote everything