บท 411: A Vulnerable Demon Dragon

"Interesting. You'd better not disappoint me."

Seeing him so confident, Leng Chuixue became more and more angry.

But on the outside, he was still smiling, his smile exaggeratedly big. His look was ice cold.

Before the fight started, he lit the fuse to a firecracker in front of Jiang Chen. The shining sparks were even visible in broad daylight.

"Take it easy. I'm not calling people over so we can attack you together," said Leng Chuixue.

"Yeah? I was looking forward to killing more people from the Evil Cloud Palace." Jiang Chen looked at him with pity.

Leng Chuixue snorted. He wasn't going to argue with Jiang Chen.

Soon, people showed up around them. They had been attracted by the firecracker and thought there was treasure there, but they only saw Jiang Chen and Leng Chuixue on the verge of a fight. They stayed silent for a while, then burst into uproar.