A mouthful of strong wine went down his throat, and before Li Chen could wait for the heat of the wine to hit him, his head instantly became ice cold.
The moment he saw the saint, Li Chen's words to call the guards were on his lips. When he was about to shout out, Li Chen abruptly stopped the words that were already on his lips.
He sensed something was wrong.
There is no reason why he saw the saint, but the saint didn't notice him.
There is a high probability that she had just climbed up and voluntarily committed suicide. The saint who was waiting for success would immediately slap her prey to death with her palm.
Thinking about it from the perspective of a saint, Li Chen would laugh out loud for her. Is there really such a thing as a good thing in the world?
But the fact is that the saint is lying motionless on the tiled roof. She is dressed in snow-white clothes, which blends with the surrounding white snow to form a perfect camouflage. You can't tell it at all if you don't get close.
Carefully taking a closer look, Li Chen saw that the saint's eyes were closed tightly and her breathing was weak. Although she was not dead, she was in a coma.
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, who was so frightened a second ago that he immediately called for protection, suddenly became murderous.
No matter how high her martial arts skills are, she is still powerless at the moment.
The prey given to me for free was good, but the prey I found was not me anymore.
After confirming that the saint was indeed unconscious at this time, Li Chen felt relieved and was not even so anxious to call the guards up.
This saint is hiding her face with a veil. Could it be that she is ugly?
Just looking at those eyebrows, it's really impossible.
Li Chen stretched out his hand to take off the veil of the saint, take a closer look, and then called the guards to come up and tie up the saint.
Just when Li Chen's fingers were about to touch the veil, the saintly girl with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes.
Her exquisitely beautiful eyes are as beautiful as fireworks should be in the world.
With just half of his face, his beauty is not inferior to that of Zhao Qinglan and Su Jinpa.
But what is very different from the latter is that these eyes are so cold that there is no emotion that a normal person should have.
Li Chen's hands froze in mid-air.
Facing the saint's eyes, Li Chen's hair stood up all over his body.
The air suddenly solidified.
"Go one more inch and you'll die."
The saint's cold voice instantly brought Li Chen back to his senses.
"It sounds fierce, but if you have the ability to kill me now, why don't you just do it?"
Li Chen said calmly: "During the day, you still shouted at me to kill me, and even almost killed me. But now, I have killed all your companions and you are the only one left, but you don't do anything."
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Approaching the saint slightly, Li Chen said: "Should I not take action, or should I not take action?"
The saint stared at Li Chen coldly and said nothing.
But she never moved her body at all, which proved that Li Chen was right.
The Saint is completely at the end of her rope now. She is seriously injured and has no strength to move at all.
After confirming this, Li Chen suddenly became angry when he thought of being frightened by the White Lotus Sect's assassination today, and that everything was thanks to the woman in front of him.
Out of fear, Li Chen pulled off the veil from the saint's face as fast as he could without saying a word!
The gauze is as thin as cicada wings, silky and soft to the touch. The only flaw is that the mouthful of bright red blood makes the smooth feel a little sticky.
Under the veil, there is a flawless and pretty face.
Even though Zhao Qinglan and Su Jinpa had already given him an appetite, Li Chen, who had long been out of sight of ordinary women, was suffocated when he saw the saint's appearance.
