The Return of the Un

"You useless piece of trash, don't you dare die!" Yang Qingqing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered under her breath.,To save the ghost, a glimmer of hope remained! Qin Yi bowed before the Northern Ghost General, Da Shura, for an unknown and humble ghost soldier.,At this moment, he was probably even weaker than the most ordinary ghost soldier under his command, indistinguishable from any mortal on Earth.。