Zhou Zhihao felt that he was vaguely familiar with the voice, and he felt startled suddenly. When he looked at the person carefully again, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind. A freezing cold rushed from the tailbone to the skull, and instantly he felt into an ice cave.
"Martial Senior Sister Xi-Xi-Ximen... I..."
Zhou Zhihao stammered and could not speak clearly.
Before him this clean and elegant woman like a delicate and fragrant white lotus did not criticize him, but a frown and light words were enough to make him shudder with fear as a law enforcement swordsman leader.
Because he had recognized the woman.
Ximen Qianxue!
The brighter genius of the Way of Pill among the younger generation in Swordsmanship-seeking Sect! She was a favorite of numerous elders in the Sec
