Pig Head Rong had no choice but to continue to use words to force this person to appear. He staked everything on Xu Jiajia as a threat.
"Three!" When Pig Head Rong counted to three, the surroundings were still silent. Only the mountain wind whistled, rustling the maple trees. Seeing this, killing intent appeared on Pig Head Rong's face. He looked at Old Ghost and waved his hand without a word. "Kill her!"
As tomb raiders, Old Ghost and the others were ruthless. Although they were panicking because of the deaths of their companions one after another, they were not people who would be frightened into cowardice. When he heard his boss's order, he immediately smiled sinisterly and was about to slash!
Immediately, Xu Jiajia felt the sharpness of the blade. It was threatening her skin. As long as the blade moved closer, even a few millimeters, her skin would be lacerated.
