C1138 Old Hatred(1)

Lin Gan unexpectedly did not struggle free. Instead, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Yi's sword. When Liu Yi saw Lin Gan, he coldly laughed. Wasn't this guy crazy? He actually dared to grab his sword with his bare hands. He was courting death!

Lin Qian's hand was already covered in blood, and the blood dyed his palm red. However, Lin Qian was still holding on tightly