'So, you still want to leave me? ' His eyes were filled with the despair of a wounded beast. With a flash of silver light, blood stains finally dropped from his smooth neck like a bead curtain. An evil smile appeared on his peerless face, which was both real and illusory: 'Unless you step on my body...'
The charm of the soul is lost, but it is a destined fate, but I have lost my heart and my body...
Traveling through sinking, trading for three years: Is he the lover of the stunning prince? The emperor's miko? The ghost concubine of the heroic spirit? Prairie Princess? Or the Lady of Hades, who is so powerful in the world?