o Zeyou's mouth and nose. He was already gasping for air due to the intense pain, but now he was completely cut off from it. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't draw in even a single breath....Chapter 767: The Rotting Head

The black box was opened to reveal a severely decayed skull inside!

This skull was completely covered in dark, congealed blood, resembling a pig's head that had been hacked to pieces. The wounds crisscrossed its surface, and the rotten flesh revealed tangled hair. Black blood clots formed patches on it, within which numerous white maggots writhed.

This scene, let alone those civil officials, even the generals who were accustomed to life and death felt a chill run down their spines.

Halley yelped in surprise, clutching the box tightly.

After the shock came a surge of fury. Hale roared, lifting his head to glare at Li Chen. "You dare to murder my prince! "

Li Chen remained expressionless and spat out two words: "Shut up."

Slap!

Bump bump!

Three slaps in a row.

That was three treasures, about to draw their bows, palms whipping against Halle's face with a crisp sound of 'pa pa'.

Although Sanzang was small and thin, in stark contrast to the burly Hāledài who resembled a brown bear, Hāledài's ferocity could never match Sanzang's strength.

Don't even think about resisting, Haler was so stunned that he didn't even have time to react before Sanbao slapped him three times hard across the face.

Haller, overcome with shame and rage, roared with a bloodshot gaze, raising his hand to seize Sanbao.

Sānbǎo let out a cold snort, not dodging or evading, and met him head-on with a counterattack.

Their palms met in mid-air with a clang like striking metal.

Haller let out a pained groan, taking two steps back. His palm hung limply at his side, clearly broken by Sanbao's attack. Li Chen and said, "Yes, but the risk is enormous."Several times when Li Chen and Zhou Ping'an discussed matters, Li Chen noticed this thinking habit of Zhou Ping'an.That is, he will first consider al...