Holy?

Is this Saint?

Before I could react, I had forgotten everything I had just seen.

"Is this the end?"

Xu Xiaoshou's thinking returned to the state of thinking in front of the icon without any lag.

Then this time, he saw a bit of bright red in the white mist of the icon.

"No, it's not over yet!"

In the picture transmitted through perception, the hypothetical scholar had obviously been controlled by Jiang Xian with his three-wear pupils, and died because he did not bow his head.

But at this moment, another hypothesis book appeared behind Jiang Xian!

"Jiang Xian, did you manipulate the wrong person?"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's mind flashed with this thought.

No one can answer.

In the flash of lightning, when the second hypothesis book appeared, it was behind Jiang Xian.

His hands were covered with golden power, permeated with the flavor of time and space. It seemed that he was from another world, reaching out to block Jiang Xian's neck, so he was not affected by the holy power of this world.

Then he broke his hand.

"Click!"

Jiang Xian's neck twisted back 180 degrees, and Sanyan's eyes instantly lost focus, and his expression of pain and joy was also frozen in that moment.

Suppose the book face is very close, pressed against Jiang Xian's forehead.

His pair of enchanting flower fairy eyes bloomed with cherry blossoms, and with his hands holding the white beam of light, he fiercely penetrated Jiang Xian's eyes.

"ah--"

Screams started.

Time was frozen at this moment, and the night was dyed red.

I only heard a soft voice that was as ethereal as a mother coaxing a baby to sleep in another world, murmuring:
Chapter completed!