Cook sat in a villa on the outskirts of Paris, facing the moon, cultivating the core of his heart. A large piece of quiet moonlight gently sprinkled down, the naked eye can see a glass of water thick and thin light of the moon into cook's body.

it took him more than two hours to spit out, and then he hissed with satisfaction, gathering up his terrible fangs and the gray wings behind him. When he clapped his hands and walked to the room with satisfaction, he suddenly found two people standing in front of him. A person he is familiar with and who makes him feel scared. The other...