When Tian Neng walked out of the tent, he felt very excited.
He was putting life and death aside. He should dare to slap a disciple of Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect under such a condition. He almost started to think highly of himself. If someone was to blame, then he must be Ai Qing, because he had been too arrogant. He had pushed others to the extreme from the first place. Even a rabbit will bite when cornered.
To be honest, if Ding Hao had decided Ai Qing should be useless just now, he really would stick his word into Ai Qing's body. Even if he died, he would drag someone down with him.
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The curtain of the tent draped down, and then again, only Ding Hao and Ai Qing remained again.
Ai Qing's face swelled like a pig's, black and blue and like a peach which had been too r
