C1341 Xue Wudao's Conspiracy

Cracks appeared on the Ghost Gourd's body, and black smoke came out from the cracks like ghosts crying and wolves howling. At the same time, the gourd body was trembling, and it looked like it could not hold on any longer!

"Brother Xue, he broke my sword sheath!"

Luo Miao held onto the Ghost Gourd tightly, and said with a pale face: "At the bottom of the Ghost Gourd