Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Any expert was highly sensitive to the killing intent.
Ah Zhuo was very young, but as the Young Mistress of the Green Moth Palace, she had a distinguished teacher to instruct her. Her martial arts were quite advanced, but in that fleeting moment of sensing the killing intent, two conflicting emotions surged within her heart.
Why did she feel a killing intent behind her?
Lin Zhiqi was undoubtedly a trustworthy person. Feeling the killing intent himself, but not warning her, could it be that something happened to him?
She hesitated for a moment, until the blade's edge touched her, a piercing pain, like drowning in a frozen lake during the coldest days of winter, struck her. It was only then that she instinctively exerted force to dodge.
This slight dodge marked the boundary between life and death.
The short knife continued its thrust, like piercing tofu, it went straight into Ah Zhuo's lower back, but at a slight angle, three points off the mark, and three points lower.
The gleam of the blade reflected on the shy face of the young man, making his eyes slightly shine. In the depths of his eyes, a hint of dark red flashed, as if a sinister flame had ignited in the deep night.
Ah Zhuo fell forward, her face buried in the snow. The blade was smeared with a potent poison capable of simultaneously killing ten fierce tigers.
If not for the Green Moth Palace's expertise in using poison for medical purposes and her own resistance to poison, she would have succumbed to her death in the instant the blade struck.
Just as Lin Zhiqi was contemplating a follow-up attack, a faint, sudden sound of breaking air came from behind. Sensing danger, he immediately dodged, executing a nimble somersault to the side.
If described in gaming terms, the Green Moth Palace could be considered a sect with a natural agility buff, providing bonuses to evasion. Their movements were exceptionally agile and dynamic, resembling the graceful maneuvers of a swimming fish as they shifted and glided.
Lin Zhiqi initially thought he could easily do
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