Chapter 145: The Fake Table

g gritted his teeth.No sooner had the man spoken than Ning Zhi's long sword pierced his heart.To the very end, Lu Xiaoyang had no breath left, his eyes still wide open, refusing to close in death."......"Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."old scales covering Chen Ping's entire body. The Dragon Slaying Sword also appears in his hand!Chen Ping was furious and wouldn't wait any longer. He wanted to go now and kill every single one of thos...