"Don't rest, keep walking!"

Zhao Xin decisively issued an order.

Shi Haotian was puzzled by this order, but after witnessing many miracles, he no longer questioned the profound meaning, but could only think about the profound meaning contained in it.

After a while, the three of them advanced several tens of feet. Suddenly, everyone stopped. A colorful halo of light lit up in front of them, which was particularly eye-catching and dazzling in the long dark night. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

, stared blankly in front of him.

This is a white and flawless figure. Behind him in the dark night sky, a cold bright moon appears out of thin air. He comes with brilliance, like a god.

"Humble human beings!"

An indifferent sound floated down from the sky, followed by snowflakes falling from the sky. On the snow, both Zhao and Xin trembled in their hearts. Their chests felt abnormally tight and painful, as if they were suppressed by a huge boulder!

Zhao Xin groaned and held his sword to the ground, barely holding on to the ground. Shi Haotian couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, his dark face buried in the snow.

"The humble reptile still doesn't kneel down."

The indifferent voice sounded again between heaven and earth, this time accompanied by the sound of thunder, resounding through the sky, shaking the earth, and rolling up a layer of snow waves.

Half of Shi Haotian's body was submerged, and the biting coldness pierced his entire body. His face suddenly turned pale, there was a creaking sound between his bones, and several red lines appeared at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he said it, the heavens and the earth would move. Such terrifying power could only be possessed by at least heavenly beings. Heavenly beings are existences that require the mortals of the world to look up to for a lifetime.

Xin Zhao's face turned cold, and his figure stood tall, not falling in the wind and snow, like an ancient statue standing on the ground.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and looked at the figure that overlapped with the bright moon, but he could only see a dense white mist covering his face, and a flawless snow-white body that was not stained by a trace of dust.

The clothes are flowing.

"Who are you?"

Xin Zhao saw the figure in the sky clearly, and the white fog that blocked his eyes was penetrated, and the face was exposed.

He couldn't help but hold his breath. This indifferent and aloof figure like a god turned out to be a somewhat familiar woman!

Her face was flawless, a masterpiece that could make God proud. There was no flaw to be found, but under her dark eyebrows, her eyes were full of coldness. There was a kind of secret that could not be hidden under her gaze.

Feel.

Xin Zhao was dumbfounded and stunned, not because she was beautiful, but because she looked like the same person, exactly like Chu Yiren and his junior sister.

"presumptuous!"

The goddess scolded, the wind and snow roared in, and the air suddenly became a little colder, but Zhao Xin could vaguely hear a hint of shyness in the cold voice.
Chapter completed!