C228 Battle-blooded Emperor

"Young Master of the Ghost Hall, you seem to be in such a hurry. Did you get anything at the summit of the snowy mountain?" Just as Luo Qingchen and his group were about to rush down the snowy mountain, a blood-red figure stopped them in their tracks, and looked at Luo Qingchen with a smile!

"Bloody Cloth Emperor, it's you!" Luo Qingchen looked at the blood red figure