Wizards Love Blood

It was another fifteenth night, the moonlight was bright and round, making people feel desolate. A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves rustled, which seemed to add to the sad long night. At this time, a peerless beauty wearing a white dress will always appear in the green bamboo forest. She has blond hair that flows down to her knees. Her delicate facial features were a pale ice color, and only her dark eyes and the sadness revealed inadvertently could feel her emotions. Stretching out his delicate right hand, he often fiddled with the naughty hair that danced in the wind. Even the mutilation of her left hand cannot diminish her beauty at all. She stared at it intently...