As Spring Wind Hell drew closer, Shi Xiaole knew it was time to make a decision.
Should he launch a surprise attack on Bai Xueying, or continue pretending?
"There are many experts in Spring Wind Hell, once trapped inside, the chance of escape would be ten times slimmer than it is now."
The lingering scent from the Tianya Soul Chasing Arrow on his body had already been removed, making this the perfect opportunity.
Without hesitation, Shi Xiaole revealed a trace of a smile, gazing at Bai Xueying with deep affection: "Sister Ying, you are so beautiful."
He would never know that when his indifferent self displayed the same infatuated expression as an ordinary man, it had such a bewitching power over women.
Bai Xueying was stunned.
Now was the time.
With a thought from Shi Xiaole, his spiritual power, colossal like a sea, was immediately activated, transforming into two invisible knives of spirit, brutally stabbing into Bai Xueying's brain.
