“…Jiang Deng!”
Pei Huan was so angry that his hair almost stood up. He raised his hand and was about to ask his tribesmen to catch Jiang Deng so that he could kill Jiang Deng to avenge his father, when suddenly a dark figure flashed before his eyes.
And then... all that appeared before his eyes was emptiness, and an intense stinging sensation exploded in his eye sockets!
"Ah! Eyes, my eyes!"
Pei Huan covered his bleeding eye sockets, his eyelids were deeply sunken, and both eyeballs were missing!
The next moment, a male voice with a chilling aura sounded in his ears.
"I've already said, if you disrespect Fellow Daoist Jiang again, you'll lose those dog eyes of yours."
Hearing this, Pei Huan began to tremble uncontrollably.
The one who spoke was the ghost cultivator whose strength was comparable to that of Lord Sword Master!
Realizing this, Pei Huan screamed and fled from here, immediately forgetting about seeking revenge on Jiang Deng.
The rest of the Pei family members, seeing Xiao Chen suddenly appear in the encirclement, did not dare to stay any longer and quickly turned around and ran away.
The only ones left were Jiang Deng in green clothes and Xiao Chen in a black robe.
Jiang Deng looked at the other person, frowning slightly.
What is this psychopath doing here again?
Could it be... that he discovered she had taken the sword disk? Was he planning to come and snatch it from her?
"Stretch out your hand." Xiao Chen suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
Jiang Deng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this person was talking about.
Under Jiang Deng's vigilant gaze, Xiao Chen said seriously, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please extend your hand. I have a gift for you."
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