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"What a pity. Such a beautiful woman is about to die!"

Seventh Prince hissed as he laughed heartily. His large hands slowly reached towards Yi Tianxue's snowy cheek, as if he was about to gently caress it.

Only the faint glimmer on the tips of his fingers could allow others to see the killing intent beneath his gentle caress.

As the distance between her palm and her cheek got closer and closer