In the square in front of the huge East Palace main gate, snowflakes are flying everywhere like messy cotton wool.

There is a bleak death between heaven and earth.

Li Chen was cold all over. This was the first time that Li Chen faced death in his past and present lives.

The threat of death was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, or like a python wrapping its waist, tightly surrounding Li Chen, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The moment of lightning flashed, it was only a blink of an eye, but the world in front of Li Chen slowed down infinitely, as if the picture was released one by one like a movie.

He could clearly see the saint's extremely white and tender hands, and the crystal clear and jade-like fingers, as perfect as a work of art, but with a huge murderous intent, he grabbed him towards him.

He could even see a piece of snowflake falling on the tiger's mouth in her palm, melting transparently.

Bang bang bang bang.

It was Li Chen's own heartbeat. He could even feel the blood being pumped out of the heart and surging through his blood vessels.

Dead?

I'm going to die?

Is this going to die?

Li Chen was not sad or happy at this moment, but he felt a little regretful.

If he had the chance to start over, he would have to kill all the White Lotus cults.

"Cry!!"

A sharp eagle roar could almost pierce a person's eardrum.

Just as the saint's slender jade hand was about to slash Li Chen's throat, a snow-white eagle falcon swept down, and the figures of Li Chen and the saint were reflected in the sharp eagle's eyes.

The dive is like a sharp arrow, and the rush is like thunder.

At extremely high speed, a faint trace of air was left behind Hai Dongqing.

The snow-white claws and black nails are sharper than any weapon in this world.

Under that claw, the saint snorted in surprise and pulled his hands like lightning.

Hai Dongqing screamed and rolled on the snow, and his claws were already covered in blood.

The bright red blood dripped on the snow, and a large vague blood shone out, looking shocking.

The saint locked her energy and disappeared without a trace. Li Chen took a breath suddenly, as if the suffocating person had suddenly recovered his breathing function.

The cold wind slapped on the face. Li Chen saw this scene clearly and wished he could immediately grant Hai Dongqing a national bird.

"What a flat-haired beast!"

Grandma Meng next to her was so angry that she raised her hand and leaned on a crutch, and raised her legs to approach Hai Dongqing and was about to beat the beast into a pool of meat paste.

But as an animal, Haidongqing had a keen sense of danger far more than that of humans. Before Grandma Meng could approach, she felt the crisis of life and death, and she had already tried hard to fly into the sky with her wings.

Escaped, but the instinct of protecting the Lord prevented it from escaping and always hovered above Li Chen's head.

"I'm so angry!"

Grandma Meng was played with by Hai Dongqing, and her old face, which was like a dead tree bark, was bloody.

But no matter how high her martial arts are, she cannot really fly into the air, let alone compare to Hai Dongqing, who is the king of the sky, so she can only jump in the snow with anger.

On the other side, the sure-killing blow was broken by Hai Dongqing, and the saint's eyes were calm and he killed Li Chen without saying a word.

This time, Grandma Meng was helping her nearby, and no one could save her.

And the opportunity has been missed. If the assassination of the imperial prince is missing, it is not that simple?

"So brave! Come and die for the family!!"

Li Chen heard Sanbao shouting loudly from behind him, followed by a huge rumbling sound like thunder rolling by.

Turning his head, Li Chen saw dozens of figures following the Three Treasures. The Three Treasures were extremely fast, and the rumbling sound brought snow to the ground, like a huge snow dragon, pounced towards him.
Chapter completed!