C915 Corpse Reaper

"Hehe, all of them are foreigner. These are all good materials." Dressed in a black robe, he laughed in a low voice. His voice was like that of a mournful evil ghost. Lin Bei couldn't help but shake his body. This fellow's voice was too terrifying.

Qin Fann stared at the stooped figure. There was a faintly familiar Qi on his opponent's body. He had once sensed this Qi in Mountain Master Tomb