C548 Sightseeing

Suddenly, Zhao Mohan held Sun Xiaoliu's hand and gave her a sense of security.

Sun Xiaoliu looked up in surprise and saw that Zhao Mohan's eyes had been dyed red by blood. The battle robe on his body had long been washed by the rain. As for the blood at the corner of his eyes, it was like the domineering aura of victory.

"Zhao Mohan, I said I would block the blade for you. I will do it