Ye Jing's willow brows furrowed as she picked up a sword from the table and said, "Since you're not a dangerous individual, tell me, what do you bring an opened ancient sword for To cut watermelon",Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",Chu Chen walked toward the taxi on the side of the road. He looked at the familiar streets, a terrifying murderous aura surging in his eyes: "Seven sisters, Little Stone is back, I've come for revenge!"。