"Puchi!"
The throat of the King Palace disciple was instantly pierced by the Silver Spirit Sword, blood gushing uncontrollably.
His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.
Clearly, he died with grievances unexpressed!
Chen Hu seized the Spiritual Pearl and played with it in his palm.
Seeing its brilliance, seemingly containing infinite energy, he was immediately ecstatic.
However, in the next moment, his face's joy suddenly froze.
Because he saw two people.
A man and a woman!
It was Li Chen and Shen Mengxi!
Li Chen's eyes were arrogant, landing on the pearl in the opponent's hand, and coldly said: "Hand over that item, and I might spare your life!"
Upon hearing this familiar sentence, Chen Hu was taken aback.
It was the same sentence he had just told the King Palace disciple. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, someone had returned the same words back to him.
