Chapter 377 Secrets on the Roof

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This scene left the saint speechless.

In fact, she was completely confident that she could dodge San Bao's eunuch's palm with Grandmother Meng.

That means Meng's mother-in-law gave it away for free.

Even though she had a good relationship with Meng Po, the Saintess, who had been repeatedly cheated by her, was no longer willing to deal with her. At this point, the best of relationships had been worn down after these incidents.

The saintess didn't say a word, her figure flitting like a fairy, she flew rapidly in the opposite direction.

And while Mother Meng held the will to die, she forcefully used her chest to receive San Bao's palm strike. Blood gushed from her mouth non-stop, but like a sudden resurgence of light, with a mouthful of blood split wide open, she laughed maniacally and pounced on San Bao.

"From the primordial chaos it springs, a single white lotus blooms, ushering in an age of prosperity!"

"As long as I'm here, you won't be able to capture the Saintess!"

The three treasures, feeling trapped, became furious and struck the old woman Meng with three consecutive palms.

Meng Po's mouth spurted blood wildly, her cane even snapped in half, but she clung desperately to San Bao, not letting go for a moment.

"Die!"

Sambow's anger ignited, his whole body trembled, and with a surge of internal energy, all ten fingers of Old Madam Meng who tightly grasped Sambow's clothes exploded into a bloody mist.

Then, the three treasures kicked out with a leg. Meng Po's body hunched over, her eyes widened, and in those aged and cloudy eyes was an unparalleled pain. A footprint had somehow been pressed into the back of her flesh!

Then, like a cannonball, she flew out and smashed into the side wall. The wall collapsed with a deafening boom, and in the midst of the noise, Granny Meng died instantly.

Although the old lady Meng has been dealt with, the saintess has already vanished without a trace.

Sanzhao is confident in taking down the Holy Maiden, but if the Holy Maiden goes all out to run away, he really wouldn't be able to catch her.

Gritting his teeth, Sannbao returned to Li Chen's side and said, "Your Highness..."

"Needless to say."

Li Chen stopped Sanzang's pointless plea for forgiveness.

This accident made Li Chen even more determined to destroy the White Lotus Sect.

One fat man, one Meng po (referring to a kind of poisonous food in Chinese mythology) can be so ruthless and insane. Heaven knows how many people in the White Lotus Sect have been brainwashed into this state

With such a formidable enemy, Li Chen found it difficult to sleep and eat.

"Go get him."

After speaking, Li Chen flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Sān Bǎo gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, “From now on, three teams of Yulin guards and three teams of Jinyi guards will take turns guarding His Highness’s safety around the clock. Anyone who slacks off, kill without mercy!”

Turning his head, he glared with extreme hatred at the corpse of Meng's grandmother, the one who had ruined everything for him. Sānbǎo, consumed by rage, roared: "Drag that old hag's body out and feed it to the dogs!"

After leaving Xizheng Hall, Li Chen returned to his bedroom. Under the service of palace maids, he took a bath and changed his clothes. Li Chen instinctively headed towards Baihuatang, but when he reached the door, he remembered that Zhao Rui had gone to Xishan and hadn't returned yet.

When will the Crown Princess return

Li Chen casually asked a question, but waited for half a day without a response. He turned his head and saw several eunuchs and maids looking at each other in dismay.

"Forgot that Jiaojiao isn't here."

Li Chen frowned, feeling overwhelmed and out of sorts.

"Alright, you all can go now."

Waving his hand to dismiss those people, Li Chen looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and the fluttering snowflakes.

Li Yinhu.

Fresh morning.

Japan.

Jin Dynasty.

Huns.

Natural disasters.

And there is also the White Lotus sect.

All sorts of worries flooded his mind. Thinking about the fleeing saintess, who was likely hiding somewhere, plotting to take his life, only made Li Chen feel even more agitated.

And tonight is New Year's Eve again. Looking at the time, it's almost midnight. The new year is about to officially begin.

Carrying a pot of wine, Li Chen climbed to the top of Baihuacheng under the nervous gazes of his guards as snowflakes fell around him. After ordering no one to come up, Li Chen plopped down on the eaves, facing the bright moon and took a long gulp.

"Today's times are difficult, and I don't know what the world will be like this time next year."

Muttering to himself, he wiped the wine from his lips, and Li Chen's movements froze instantly.

On the other side of the roof, facing him, lay another woman.

A woman with a veil, stained with bloodstains, dressed in white like a snow lotus on Tian Shan.

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