The night is as cool as water.

The snow is as cool as ice.

A sip of strong wine entered his throat, and before the heat of the wine surged up, Li Chen's mind suddenly became cold.

The moment he saw the saint, Li Chen called the guards and said that he had reached his mouth. When he was about to shout, Li Chen stopped the sound that had already reached his mouth.

He realized something was wrong.

There is no reason why I saw the Saint, but the Saint didn't find herself.

The most likely she had just climbed up and took the initiative to die. The saint who was waiting for the rabbit to succeed would immediately wave her palm and slap her prey to death.

Thinking about it from the perspective of the saint, Li Chen would laugh out loud for her. Is there really a good thing about losing pies in the world?

But the fact is that the saint lay motionless on the roof of the tiled room, wearing snow-white clothes mixed with the snow around them to form a perfect disguise. If they are not close, they cannot be seen at all.

He carefully looked closer and saw that Li Chen saw the saint's eyes closed and his breathing was weak. Although he was not dead, he was fainting.

In this way, everything can be explained.

The saint fainted on the roof and did not notice her arrival at the first time.

After reacting, Li Chen was so scared that he immediately called someone to protect him the previous second, but his murderous intention suddenly rose.

No matter how good her martial arts are, she is still powerless.

The prey I sent for free is good, but the prey I found is not me.

It was confirmed that the Saint was indeed unconscious at this time, and Li Chen, who was feeling uneasy, was not even so anxious to call the guards to come up.

Is this saint who blocked her appearance with a veil? Could it be an ugly monster?

It's really unlikely to look at those eyebrows.

Li Chen stretched out his hand, wanted to take off the veil of the saint, and took a closer look, and then asked the guard to come up and tie the saint up.

But Li Chen's fingers were about to touch the veil, and the saint with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes.

The beautiful eyes are not as beautiful as what the fireworks should have in the world.

With just half of the outline of his face, his beauty is not inferior to Zhao Qinglan and Su Jinpa.

But what is very different from the latter is that these eyes are so cold that there is no feeling that a normal person should have.

Li Chen's hands were frozen in the air.

Facing the saint's eyes, Li Chen's hair stood up all over his body.

The air suddenly solidified.

"Go one inch more and die."

The saint's cold voice brought Li Chen back to his soul in an instant.

"It sounds fierce, but if you have the ability to kill me now, why don't you just do it?"

Li Chen said lightly: "During the day, you shouted at me and even almost killed me. Now, I have killed all your companions and only you are left, but you are not taking action.

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As he approached the saint slightly, Li Chen said, "Do you don't do it, or can't do it?"

The saint stared at Li Chen coldly and didn't say anything.

But she never moved her body too much, which proved that Li Chen was right.

The Saint is now completely at the end of her strength. She is seriously injured and has no strength to move at all.

After confirming this, Li Chen suddenly felt angry when he thought that the assassination of the White Lotus Sect was so scared that everything was thanks to the woman in front of him.

The evil was born to the valor. Without saying a word, Li Chen pulled off the veil from the saint's face at the fastest speed in his life!

The gauze is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it is silky and soft. The only disadvantage is that the mouth of red blood makes the smooth feel a little more sticky.

And under the veil is a flawless pretty face.
Chapter completed!