C612 Shen Luoyan

On the other hand, Ghost Cut was an ice-cold fellow. He looked as if he had just been dragged out of a morgue, his hand holding onto the sword hilt, ready to fight at any moment. It seemed that once the battle started, he would throw himself at Qin Yun and me without a care for his safety!

Death smiled and looked at my equipment, his eyes flashing with light, he laughed: "frivolous scholar