Xiao Chen held it in his hand in a rather shameful posture, and a hint of shame flashed over Yan Qingcheng's beautiful face and said.

"Hmph! You are my female slave, no one can change this fact."

Xiao Chen walked stepping, and the sound of the thunder thunder exploded, much faster than the disciples of a large sect.

The essence of martial arts he obtained contained so many magical skills. From ancient times to the present, there were martial arts from any sect. Although it was impossible to integrate them in a short time, a random body and martial arts would surpass the young disciples of the various sects behind him.

Among the masters who came after him, there were many people who came for his martial arts and magical powers.

For example, the strongest people on Dragon Island, Dugu Sword Demon was chased by him because Xiao Chen accidentally used the Dugu Nine Swords when he was fighting with others.

This is true for Wang Tong and others.

Xiao Chen didn't want to be exposed at first, but his cultivation level was too poor before, so he could only use exquisite martial arts to kill the enemy, so naturally it was impossible not to be discovered.

Yan Qingcheng clenched his silver teeth, his eyes surging with anger. She was a proud daughter of a generation. It was even more uncomfortable to ask her to be a female slave than to kill her. If her eyes could kill people, Xiao Chen had already died thousands of times at this time.

Xiao Chen and others chased and fled, and in just half a day, they arrived outside the dead city.

The sky has just dimmed, and the afterglow of the sun remains.
Chapter completed!