Adorable Concubine from Heaven: The arrogant prince only pets snacks

Chapter 449 The Power Is Gradually Stripped

This may be considered a blessing in misfortune.

The saint really couldn't stay on the ninth floor of the holy tower for a long time, and the severed finger was bleeding, and it didn't recover.

Obviously, all the wounds in the power of the holy tower can be healed, but the current scene makes the saint's teeth grit, and an uncontrollable anger flashes in her eyes, as if she wants to kill the few people in front of her one bite at a time. swallow.

She has nothing to do with the pocket dog inside the mask, but the two men outside must be killed by her, otherwise it will be difficult to vent her hatred.

Bai Xuan's formation is like a child's play in front of the saint. Now that she is an absolute powerhouse, how can she see the formation in her eyes.

Breaking through ten times with one force, just when she wanted to catch Bai Xuan and Bai Xuan with a crushing force, a sense of detachment surrounded her.

The power she is most familiar with for 500 years is stripped from her body bit by bit.

Panic, or fear, was all there, and she couldn't calm down.

At the very moment, the saint's intact left hand had already barely touched Bai Xuan's face, and it suddenly dropped powerlessly.

Originally, Bai Xuan had already prepared to do everything in his power to achieve a lifetime of enlightenment, but there was nothing he could use.

Elegant and luxurious, the young and beautiful saint withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, with wrinkles covering her forehead and cheeks, as hideous as bark.

The eye sockets collapsed, and the bright eyes no longer existed, only the cloudy eyeballs were slowly turning.

The thick black hair was also replaced by mottled silver hair, dim and messy, without luster, like dead grass.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, as if he had changed into a living person.

Who could have imagined that this old, ferocious old woman was the saint who looked down on all living beings in a golden silk dress.

"The rest of my life?"

Bai Xuan rubbed her eyes, looked at Lin Zeyu who was also stunned aside, and muttered to herself.

"Well, if you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing." Lin Zeyu said determinedly.

It wasn't just Bai Xuan, even he was ready to fight to the death just now, and he didn't expect a false alarm.

In other words, it is most appropriate to be near misses.

"Ah ah ah..."

The saint looked at her rough, loose, wrinkled hands, and yelled unbearably, her voice was like an old and dilapidated exhaust fan, harsh and shrill, but a little funny.

no no……

The saint is holding her head, her eyes are crazy, and she is pulling her messy silver hair like a trapped animal.

"Are we out of danger?"

"should be."

Bai Xuan and Lin Zeyu asked and answered, with ease and sigh in their voices.

"Santa, I have protected you wholeheartedly for hundreds of years, how could you treat me so ruthlessly."

The saint slumped on the ground and lost her voice.

The aging of the body, the loss of vitality, and the loss of strength, all of which made it difficult for her to accept.

She is a saint, aloof, a saint who dares to obey her orders, how could this old and ugly woman be herself?

Without the protection of the power of the holy tower, the coercion of the ninth floor of the holy tower is enough to smash the saint's body into pieces and dissipate in the world.

However, the saint is still immersed in her own world and cannot extricate herself.

Bai Xuan has never been a good person, it is already very embarrassing for him not to act now, let alone remind him aloud.

And Lin Zeyu clearly remembered the scene when the saint broke Lin Yi's leg. From that moment on, they were enemies.

Maybe the saint herself also has feelings, but she doesn't want to go down and face so many former ants.

　There will be a meeting to arrange various matters for the thesis defense, so it will be very late for the remaining three shifts today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)