C117 Special training in life and death -- a beautiful young woman 5

Long Feiyu secretly cursed. He habitually wiped the enemy's blood stained dagger on his leg and was immediately dumbstruck. Damn, he had forgotten that he was only wearing a pair of flowery underwear.

Scratching the blood away with his hands, he stripped off his dead ghost pants, stuffed them into a corner, and put them on quickly. No matter where he hid