บท 663: 147 Call of the Sword of Dust

"Shh!" Chen Hao interrupted Lin Huashan, as if he had heard a strange noise.

Lin Huashan immediately fell silent, looking at Chen Hao with eyes filled with doubt and surprise.

"Did you hear a weird sound just now?" Chen Hao asked Lin Huashan.

Lin Huashan shook his head and said, "No, I didn't hear anything. Chen Hao, what did you hear?"

At that moment, Yi Ning lunged at Chen Hao with a dagger again. Chen Hao dodged at first, and then forced out a slash of Sword Qi that landed on Yi Ning's left wrist, which held the dagger.

After a scream, the dagger slipped from Yi Ning's hand. A thin, bloody mark now adorned her wrist.

She looked resentfully at Chen Hao, holding her injured left wrist with the palm of her right hand, and said, "I'm going to kill you!"

"What's the use of killing me now?" Chen Hao said helplessly, "The urgent matter is to find a way to leave this place first."