"A Communication Flying Sword?"
Song Changsheng could sense his own aura within the streak of light, which meant this "Communication Flying Sword" was coming for him.
'Could the clan be in some kind of trouble?' Song Changsheng's brow furrowed slightly.
There weren't many people in this world who could send him a message directly. Other than Zhuang Yuechan, Xu Yunhe, and a few others, that only left his clan.
He reached out, and the streak of light immediately zipped in front of him.
He crushed the small jade sword, and a rather cold voice echoed in his mind: "If you don't want your puppet to suffer Annihilation of Body and Spirit, come to Clear Heart Courtyard in the west of Luoxia City at 5:00 PM today."
'Puppet? Chi Huo?' Song Changsheng's expression suddenly darkened. He'd never imagined that after all this time without a word, the first news from Chi Huo would be this.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yuechan noticed the shift in his mood, her lovely eyes filled with concern.
