Stupid Thing (2)
Dịch giả: EndlessFantasy Translation Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
At this time, Jiang Ming's biggest headache was not the cultivators of the major forces, but the stupid sword that was chasing him.
He really did not expect that it would be this persistent!
"Damn it! Fellow cultivator, wait for me. I'll be your slave in the future! I've been alone since I was a child. Please take pity on me."
Behind him, the black sword was chasing after Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming turned a deaf ear to its words. He swept across the ruins and rushed through the foggy passage that he came from.
Perhaps the black sword had encountered some trouble while Jiang Ming was away. Now, its aura was a little sluggish, and it was very slow. For a while, it could not catch up with Jiang Ming, who was using his escape technique.
"This thing's foundation is terrifying. How did it end up like this?"
Jiang Ming glanced at the black sword behind him and naturally thought of the old man he met on the starlit path.