I didn't dare to say it at this time.

Zhang Xiang ignored Zhou Chen, grabbed Zhao Ji's neck, and shouted: "As I said just now, bring Ning Yuanzhou to see me within seven days, otherwise I will ask your aunt to sacrifice you during the Qingming Festival next year.

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Zhao Ji was trembling with fear, his face turned red, and he nodded with difficulty: "Yes, yes."

After Zhang Xiang left, Zhao Jicai slowly came back to his senses. He glanced at Zhou Chen, who had a low eyebrow and a murderous intent in his eyes.

When Zhou Chen saw this embarrassing side of himself, he really had the intention to kill, but in the end he restrained his murderous intention.

"Go away, half a year, I will give you another half year at most. If the Senluo Palace you rebuild is not as good as Ning Yuanzhou's Senluo Palace, I guarantee that you will die without a burial place."

Zhou Chen lowered his head and said nothing, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. Originally, he had no intention of doing anything to Zhao Ji. Anyway, Zhao Ji would soon die at the hands of Ning Yuanzhou.

But now, he has changed his mind. Zhao Ji must be solved by himself.

After returning home, Zhou Chen took out a long wooden box from under his bed and took out a sheathed long sword.

This is a sword he had someone make not long ago. The sword is not very good, but it is enough for killing people.

The sword hadn't drank blood yet, so he had decided to use Zhao Ji's blood to unseal it.
Chapter completed!