The Return of the Un

"You useless piece of trash, don't you dare die!" Yang Qingqing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered under her breath.,To my frustration, this guy somehow managed to strike me on the waist. In an instant, I felt all my energy drained away. My signature grappling techniques became useless.,To save the ghost, a glimmer of hope remained! Qin Yi bowed before the Northern Ghost General, Da Shura, for an unknown and humble ghost soldier.。