"Hehe!"
The man from the Flash Soul Sect rolled his eyes and sneered,"Han Qingyun, as long as you hand over the treasure, we can let you deal with this guy!"
" How is it? I think you've been dreaming about killing Ning Le, haven't you? "
" No, you can't do this! "
Hearing this, Ning Le immediately screamed, her face full of fear.
"Shut up!"
"Pa!"
The crisp sound of a slap was heard. Ning Le was stunned. She felt a burning pain on her cheek.
However, Ning Le did not cover her face. Instead, her body trembled violently.
So what if his face hurt? He did not want to die yet!
"Hehe, how is it, Elder Han?"
"Don't forget, with your current strength, it's impossible for you to protect the treasure." The people from the Flash Shining Soul Sect chuckled. Instead of letting the entire Qingshuang Sect be buried for a treasure, why don't you choose to hand over the treasure?"
