C705 Filthy Blood

Lee Hao patted Zhao Xiaoya's shoulder, signaling her not to be afraid. At the same time, he also wanted her to shut up. Now was obviously not the time to explain these things.

Lee Hao looked at the strange man in front of him. His face revealed a cold smile.

This man's Qi and blood were monstrous. Lee Hao thought for a moment and immediately understood. This man cultivated a devil art