Qiao Mu subconsciously bit her small lips, and her petite face paled until it was as white as snow.
When Qiao Mu heard the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal's words again, she drew out a transparent and glistening bow formed from ice crystals with one hand.
That large bow formed from ice crystals spun above her fair and petite hand.
Slowly, a snow-white arrow took shape in her other hand, and she abruptly nocked it on the large bow, aiming it straight for Second Young Sir Qin's chest.
"You really want to kill me?" Second Young Sir Qin closed his eyes painfully. "That's right, I had owed you in my previous life. I have no complaints if you want me to pay you back in this life."
"Xiao Qiao, in this world, only you can let me die of my own will."
"Since you want me to die, then I will go die. What am I afraid of? I am that fearless… Death, will only allow me to approach you even closer."
