C517 Look at My 50-meter Blade(32)

"Help me, help me..." The female ghost's shrill voice kept echoing in Shen Muzhi's ears.

Perhaps it was because her appearance was too miserable, Shen Muzhi could not help feeling sympathetic, "How can I help you?"

The female ghost did not respond to him. She only muttered mechanically. Her distorted and tiny eyes that were almost invisible stared in the direction of Guan Yuqin. "Help me..