On the other side, Chang covered her cheek and walked out of the study, and an old slave followed closely behind.

"Madam, what did he say?" the old slave asked.

"Hmph, that old man is the only one who is selfish and selfish. He doesn't want to avenge Tianjiu at all." Chang snorted coldly.

"You go outside the realm and kill the Qin City." The old slave of Chang's clan ordered.

The old slave suddenly felt sweating profusely, "Madam, although I am determined to avenge the young master, my cultivation is not enough."

"You are really a waste. The third level of the realm of transformation is actually afraid of one level of the realm of transformation is the first level of the realm of transformation." Mrs. Dong said angrily.

The old slave bowed his head and didn't dare to say anything. Dong Tian lost all the third grade of Jiuhua Realm, so how could he win?

"Madam, someone is looking for you, and he said he wants to avenge Mr. Dong."

Just then, a servant came over and said, "He is already in the living room now."

"What?"

Chang was stunned and took the old slave into the living room and found a man with dark face like an iron tower standing in the room.

He is tall, muscular, and has a silly feeling.

"You want to avenge my son?"

Chang looked at the visitor with some disappointment. He didn't know this person, and he didn't look very smart.

"That's right, I'm willing to kill the enemy for Young Master Dong." The black-faced man said in a muffled voice.

"What kind of cultivation are you?" The old servant frowned and said disdainfully: "I think you can't even beat me."

He sensed it and found that the man only had the second level of cultivation level.

"Cultivation is only one aspect. Can't I beat you if I am not as good as you?" The black-faced man frowned.

"Believe it or not, can I crush you with one finger?" Lao Nu sneered, "Get out quickly, or I'll do it."

"How do you curse people? My mother said that you have to open your mouth when cursing people." The black-faced man hummed and took a few steps forward.

"Open your mouth? I'll give you a slap first and wake you up."

The old slave bullied himself and slapped him out.

The man in the iron tower showed disdain and his cushion-like palm suddenly whizzed out.

Bang!

The two of them collided with their palms.

The old slave's expression changed. He only felt a great force coming from the man's palm. His bones crackled and crisp, and he couldn't resist it.

The old slave fell backward like a meteorite, and with an uproar, smashing the screen into pieces.

The big man just stood there, as if he had slapped a fly, and his atmosphere was calm.

"How much effort did you use just now?" Chang was shocked and couldn't help asking.

"It's only 10%. This man is too old and I'm afraid of beating him to death." The man said straightforwardly.

"It's just so terrifying?"

A bright color suddenly flashed across Chang's eyes.

If this man had a full blow and hit Qin Cheng, wouldn't he just beat Qin Cheng to death?

Maybe this man can really avenge his son.

"Born of divine power."

The old slave stood up, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was shocked.

"Now, am I qualified to avenge Young Master Dong?" The big man said in a muffled voice.

"Yes, it's so good!" the old slave said with a wry smile.

"Haha, the hero is so brave. I took a look at it. You are indeed very strong." Chang immediately smiled, and asked someone to make tea and water, and regarded the black-faced man as a guest.


Chapter completed!