C60 Demon Blood

In the end I walked out of the hall laughing, like a madman.

I don't know why I'm laughing either. It could probably cover up the sadness in my heart, or it could trick me.

What peach wood comb, what comb of love, what white hair and old together, those were all empty words! Basically, reverence was my dream. I was in a dream, and when I died, the dream would be shattered. I would wake up