Chapter 145: The Fake Table

for breath, Ning Zhi's chest still ached faintly!Just now, in order to escape, Ning Zhi gritted his teeth and endured Chen Ping's palm strike."Chen Ping, this isn't over between us. I will make you p..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."y to attack independently!Seeing this scene, Jin Lifu's brows furrowed even tighter!Chen Ping drew his sword, the Dragon-Slaying Blade, and then slowly rose into the air. He pulled out the Divine King...