C82 But Lovable Love Doesn't Have a Head

Lin Jinan rubbed his waist with his hands. He stood beside the man and paid close attention to what was happening in the room.

Inside the room, Zhou Tong was in a bad state. His face was as white as paper and his body was trembling. Blood was coming out from his lips and the room was filled with black gas.

Behind Zhou Tong, two shadows appeared. The one that appeared was a Resentful Spirit