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 ...