Just when Qin Zheng was so happy that he entered the Tianwu Pavilion, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

The icy sword energy surrounded Qin Zheng's neck with waves of spreading chill.

"Well, aren't I happy?"

Qin Zheng raised his hands and begged for mercy.

"Do you believe that if you do this again, I will wipe your neck?!"

Leng Ningshuang turned away as she spoke. This was the first time in so many years that he, a proud woman of heaven, had been made fun of.

Qin Zheng coughed awkwardly, thanks to Leng Ningshuang's help these few times, but it seemed that she didn't need the things she got.

"Sister Ningshuang, you have helped me so much, I will definitely repay you in the future."

"If you really want to repay me, then improve your strength more. I don't want you to still be living under the nickname of Grere after many years, and you can't even protect your own relatives."

Qin Zheng clenched his fists and slowly walked towards the door.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down!"
Chapter completed!