C341 The Mysterious Word of Death

Shen Yih held Gui Yun'er at the waist. He didn't expect this girl to have such a curvy figure under her loose robe. Luckily, the person who carried her was Shen Yih and not another man.

Shen Yih had long trained in a heart as calm as water. Otherwise, just this hug alone might not be able to withstand many men.

Shen Yih's eyes were calm. His speed was neither fast nor slow