บท 561: Alliance (2)

"It's good that you still remember my name." Xie Jingxing walked forward with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"How have you been, Xie Changchao?"

"Aren't you dead?" A look of fear began to appear on Xie Changchao's face. He said anxiously, "Didn't you get shot in the heart by ten thousand arrows on the battlefield in the Northern border and die long ago? Are you a human or a ghost? Don't come over!" He said it quickly and anxiously, trying to conceal his fear.

Xie Jingxing said, "Do you think I'm a human or a ghost?"

Xie Changchao was stunned.

The young man in front of him was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an arrogant posture. Two years ago, Xie Jingxing was a treasure sword, but now that this treasure sword was finally unsheathed, it carried a restrained killing intent, making everyone unable to ignore the sharp edge.

Xie Changchao's gaze landed on the silver mask in Xie Jingxing's hand and his heart skipped a beat.