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The horrible chill, bitterly cold, turned into a polar region in an instant, and people's bone marrow would be stiff.

The bodies of those mortals were directly frozen and turned into ice sculptures.

Even with the cultivation base of the ninth grade of Fahua, he felt a chill at this time, and he couldn't help but shudder.

His face changed slightly, and he looked behind him.

There, a woman with half of her body turned into ice walked in.

Under her feet, the ice continued to spread, squeaking, squeezing the pharmacy.

But there was no change in Ye Zichuan's surroundings. All the ice stopped at a distance of one meter from him, without any intrusion.

He looked at the woman a little strangely, but he didn't expect that she would actually do it at this time.

And it didn't seem to be directed at him.

Could it be that this woman has an enmity with the Chen family?

Or do you have an enmity with Tianlong Temple?

"Who are you?" Fa Hua looked at the woman solemnly. With his cultivation base, it was somewhat difficult to resist the chill, and his body was going to freeze.

The woman just looked at him, her eyes flowing with blue light, like Wannian Xuanbing, cold and terrifying.

"Female donor, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I don't know you at all, and I don't have any grudges with you. Why do you want to shoot me?"

The woman still said nothing, and walked towards him step by step.

Click!Click!Click!

The ice on the ground is getting thicker and thicker, and the temperature in the air has dropped sharply. It is estimated that it is almost one hundred degrees below zero.

Fa Hua's face was uncertain, and suddenly, he shouted, the golden light in his body soared, and the whole body was enveloped in golden light, and the Buddha's light was shining.

"The donor is so aggressive, no wonder the old monk is rude!"

He shot, the diamond fist waved, fierce and domineering, accompanied by the dazzling golden light, and the vigorous energy surge, smashed at the woman.

The woman's face did not change, it seemed that there was no mood swing on her cold cheeks.

She raised her hand, and then a terrifying chill came from her body, and the endless ice condensed.

Fa Hua kept the posture of punching, and was directly frozen in place, turning into an ice sculpture.

The strength of the ninth rank, in front of the tenth-level mutants, is not enough.

This is a gap in the sky.

The woman solved the monk, and then the chill on her body suddenly subsided.

"Why shot?" Ye Zichuan looked at her and asked puzzledly.

The woman lowered her head, her eyes dodged, she dared not look at his eyes, and the chill on her body was almost gone.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Ye Zichuan frowned and looked at her strangely. What the hell was this woman going to do, staring at herself for a few days, and now she is taking action to solve the Tianlong Temple people, what is she trying to do?

"I go first."

She said these words, and then left in a hurry.

Ye Zichuan looked inexplicable, Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

Not long after, people from the tenth department came here, and Song Yuqian also came.

They came to clean up the mess.

"Why look at me like that?"

As soon as Song Yuqian came in, she kept staring at Ye Zichuan, as if there were flowers on his face.

"What is your relationship with Sister Xue? She actually helped you kill." Song Yuqian asked.

Ye Zichuan looked at a loss: "I don't know, I don't even know her, except in the conference room that day, I haven't seen her at all, okay?"

"This is weird." Song Yuqian touched her chin like Ye Zichuan, "Since you don't know each other, why did Sister Xue take the initiative to help you? I have known her for so long. This is the first time I have seen her like this."

"I don't know, I'm also strange." Ye Zichuan rolled his eyes.

Song Yuqian's eyes suddenly widened: "Couldn't she really..."

"What?" Ye Zichuan asked.

Song Yuqian looked at him, covered her mouth with her small hand, with an expression of seeing a ghost on her face.

Ye Zichuan's forehead was dark: "What do you mean by covering your mouth, disgusting me? What do you mean by this expression?"

"Nothing, nothing." Song Yuqian waved her hand quickly.

She thought of Bai Yishan's speculation, Sister Xue, wouldn't she really fall in love with Ye Zichuan at first sight?

Now it seems that only this explanation makes sense!

"I have something to go now."

She couldn't wait to tell everyone about her discovery, sister Xue, like an iceberg, is about to fall in love!

Seeing her floating away, Ye Zichuan's face darkened.

What's all this, nothing is normal.

The ice sculptures in the pharmacy were all removed, and the ice was also cleaned up. This matter was personally investigated by the tenth department.

After all, the woman is from the tenth department. This time she took the initiative to kill, and they have to investigate clearly.

"Why kill?"

At this time, in the tenth department, the middle-aged man was sitting opposite the woman and was questioning.

"Not why." The woman looked cold, without the slightest mood swing.

"You are lying." The middle-aged man denied, "It is the first time you met Ye Zichuan, but your attitude towards him is completely different from that of others. Why, why did you take the initiative to help him kill?"

"Furthermore, my subordinates report these days that when you have no tasks, you spend most of your time on the opposite side of the pharmacy just to see Ye Zichuan, right?

"What is your relationship with him? Why do you pay attention to him?"

The woman's thin lips pressed lightly, without speaking.

The middle-aged man has a headache. Basically no one can ask this woman if he doesn't want to talk.

"I just asked, there is no other meaning, you have to tell me, why are you killing people?"

"They deserve to die." The woman spit out four words.

The middle-aged man's forehead is also a little dark: "You have no grievances with them, and they have not offended you, why should you die?"

The woman stopped talking.

There is no doubt that she was the one who killed Ye Zichuan.

The man looked at her and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"You are an orphan. You were picked up from a young age, and then trained in Department 10. We have also helped you inquire the whereabouts of your relatives over the years, but have not been able to find out. If you are not relatives, why do you treat Ye Zichuan? So special?"

The woman pursed her lips, her eyelids drooped, and there was a rare gentle flash in the depths of her cold, non-emotional eyes.

"Forget it, don't ask, you might as well ask Ye Zichuan." The man waved his hand with a headache.

He knew he couldn't get the answer from the woman: "Go ahead, that task is a bit tricky, pay attention to yourself."

"Yes."

The woman stood up and left.

The man lit a cigarette depressed, suddenly as if thinking of something, his smoking action froze in the air.

"No? Is it really..."

He turned on the computer, immediately called up a lot of information, and began to look carefully.