Uncle Seven?

In other words, he almost killed Xiao Chen’s seventh uncle?

He didn't go around in front of the gates of hell, it was obvious that he went in and took a walk around.

"You're lucky."

Xiao Chen looked at him and said lightly.

"If my Uncle Seven hadn't let you go, you would have been dead now."

“…”

The man's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"The past is over. As long as you take us to the lightning-strike divine tree, I will let you leave."

Xiao Lin said seriously.

"good……"

The man nodded quickly, without any sign of transforming the Great Perfection.
Chapter completed!