C540 Sword-drawn Anxiety

"Sssii!" With a sound, the cold light drew across the bottom of the well, and blood splattered in all directions, leaving a wound so deep that the bones could be seen.

Ah!" Bao Liang wailed, covering the wound below his ribs as he glared at the person who attacked him.

A burly man with a bald head was staring at him coldly with a short knife in his hand.

The name of the bald man was Du Yan