Just as Chu Lan was preparing to leave, a cold, eerie laugh suddenly rang out:
"A supreme treasure like the Tianxiao Sword is not something a junior like you can covet! Hand it over, and I will spare your life!"
Before the voice faded, a black shadow flickered like a ghost. Its fingers curled into claws, lunging straight for the Tianxiao Sword in Chu Lan's grip!
Chapter 57