Gu Qingcheng looked coldly at the masked man, with her many years of experience in the Martial World, she could see at a glance that the masked man was definitely not a simple character.
"Who are you?"
Gu Qingcheng asked in a stern voice, tightly gripping the box containing the "sheepskin scroll" in her hand. The importance of this item to her sect was self-evident, and Gu Qingcheng dared not relax in the slightest!
The masked man flicked the blood off the sword in his hand, looked coldly at Gu Qingcheng, and said, "Hand over the 'sheepskin scroll', and I can spare your life, otherwise, no mercy will be shown!"
"Impossible! I will never hand over the 'sheepskin scroll' to you!" Gu Qingcheng shouted coldly.
"Hmph! Ignorant bitch!"
The masked man shouted coldly and then stepped forward towards Gu Qingcheng. The long sword in his hand was lightly raised, the sharp tip reflecting a dazzling light, pointing directly at Gu Qingcheng's throat, advancing step by step!
