C572 The Blood of the Enemy

However, the guy hiding in the dark obviously didn't want to give Qiu Yun too much time to react. All he heard was a series of footsteps on the tiles. Soon, they arrived at the top of their heads.

With a whoosh, it was like a gust of wind had blown over. Qiu Yun was separated by the window. He could clearly feel a figure falling down from the roof