C198 Demonic Sect

Sweeping his eyes across the ghost mask, Luo Tian knew what this fellow was thinking. He smiled lightly: "Poker Face, even if I'm handsome, you don't need to look at me with such admiration on your face, do you?"

After Luo Tian finished speaking, he originally thought that the Ghost-Mask would retort with some idiotic words, but unexpectedly, not only did the Ghost-Mask not retort