The things she just heard were about to make Zhou Xia's mind explode; she couldn't wait to tell Qiaoqiao immediately.
But before she could open her mouth to speak, she saw Gu Qiaoqiao's fingers rapidly waving in the air as if she were drawing. In Zhou Xia's wide-eyed astonishment, three white swords, seemingly forged from ice, suddenly appeared in the air.
They floated in the air for a second, then Gu Qiaoqiao flicked her fingers, and the three swords shot straight towards the three people, piercing accurately into their backs. Zhou Xia was so frightened that she covered her mouth again to stifle her scream of shock, and in the blink of an eye, the ice-forged swords melted into their bodies.
Then she saw the three people pause slightly in their steps forward, their wings on their backs covered with frost as they stood at the door, looking around.
Though Zhou Xia knew they couldn't see them at this time.
Yet her heart couldn't help but pound uncontrollably.
