The blade aimed at Li Huai's brow was not a real sword, but seemed to appear out of thin air.
Hiss!
The sword swung down, splitting the large bed in half, but Li Huai was nowhere to be seen.
In the pitch-black room, Li Huai's cold laughter suddenly echoed.
"It's you again, Hanazaki Aoi!"
Incredibly, Li Huai had already arrived at Ding Cuihua's bedside, but it was not Ding Cuihua lying on the bed but Hanazaki Aoi, who had transformed into Ding Cuihua.
However, while Hanazaki Aoi could imitate Ding Cuihua's appearance, she could not hide her own chilling aura.
So, Li Huai noticed as soon as he entered the room. The reason he did not act immediately was that he was waiting for the right moment, and now was the perfect opportunity.
Boom!
Li Huai's Frost Fist solidly struck Hanazaki Aoi, and a cold Qi instantly poured into her body.
