C181 Old People

Luo Yu covered his nose, removing a bloodied storage bag from white-robed man's smelly corpse. His movements were quick and skilled. was a little speechless.

"Bro, judging from your skill, you don't do this sort of thing often, do you?" Li Yu laughed.

"Hehe, ever since I stepped into the Martial Dao, countless people have tried to kill me