The blizzard condensed into black ice edges in midair, glittering with cold light, and shot towards a corner of the main hall.

A slender figure swayed in the dark corners, and the ice edges tore through the air with a sharp whistling, and then silently disappeared into the darkness, without a trace of waves.

Sophia's face showed a sneer of disdain, the long dark blue hair that was scattered over her shoulders danced wildly, lightning swept through the sky, dark clouds rolled, black snow fell more rapidly, the wind blew open the temple door, the temperature in the temple plummeted, and the walls and ceiling were covered with large patches of black frost.

Sophia slowly stretched out her white and slender hands, and a powerful and awe-inspiring momentum surged out of her, and the place where her hands were held seemed to turn into a terrifying whirlpool, and countless wind, frost, and blizzards converged towards it, and endless deep blue light bloomed, outlining a phantom of a bow and arrow.

"Sophia, you crazy woman?!"

Cinderella's slightly frightened screams rang out in the hall, and she finally began to panic.

Sophia has always been the most powerful of the three of them.

Cinderella finally revealed her figure, her pretty face was full of anger and helplessness, her figure kept flickering in the hall, disappearing and reappearing, but no matter how she dodged, the dark blue arrow in Sophia's hand firmly locked on her, and the cold killing intent raged in the void with the blizzard.

Carlo stood aside with a smile, watching the fight between the two women, as if he had no intention of interfering at all.

Sophia's strength surprised him a little, the power of ice and snow she released had reached the level of the legendary high-level, which was almost the limit of what this plane could carry, and Cinderella's strength was the legendary middle-level, and she could only be pressed by Sophia.

At this time, the dark blue arrow condensed by the endless wind and snow in Sophia's hand had already shot out, like a brilliant meteor in the dark sky, and it shot towards Cinderella with great speed.

Cinderella let out a frightened scream, and countless phantoms appeared in the void, but the distance between her and the terrifying dark blue arrow continued to shrink.

Just as the arrow was about to hit Cinderella's heart, Cinderella finally couldn't help but shout, "Master.."

A slender and powerful palm crept out of the void, just in the way of blocking the trajectory of the dark blue arrow, this hand gently grasped the arrow, and the diamond-like brilliant arrow quietly turned into a little glow powder, completely dissipated in the air, and the terrifying power and cold killing intent also disappeared.

Carlo's body slowly revealed in the void, and a pale-faced Cinderella hurriedly stepped forward and hid behind him.

"Sophia, are you crazy to use this trick on me?!"

Cinderella shouted angrily at Sophia.

Sophia couldn't stop sneering and didn't answer.

Carlo knew in her heart that Sophia was the smartest of the three, and she knew that nothing would happen if she was there, so she simply scared Cinderella.

At this time, Sophia's face suddenly turned pale, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of black-purple blood, and the breath on her body began to fluctuate violently, at the same time, a large number of wrinkles quickly crawled on her originally beautiful face, and her fair and smooth skin began to turn yellow and wrinkle, and in just a few breaths, Sophia was like a plump apple that lost all its moisture and became shriveled and withered.

Sophia's hair was dull and drooping down like dead grass, and she saw it all through the shattered mirrors on the ground, screaming with horror and despair in her eyes: "No!!"

Blizzards shrieked through the canyons, thunder and lightning roared, as if the entire city of black ice was trembling.

There is not a woman in this world who does not care about the aging of her face, and they curse the old man who controls time viciously, begging him to die, or forgetting herself completely. They are passionate about diamonds, jewelry, and longing for their faces to shine like them forever.

Carlo's figure flickered, and he instantly came to Sophia's side, restrained her hysterical and almost crazy, and slashed her right hand into her lower abdomen.

Sophia's eyes widened and her screaming stopped, her features twisted and monstrous with pain, but more of it was sad and desolate.

"Master, are you going to abandon me?"

Sophia muttered, Carlo didn't answer, but slowly pulled her arm out.

"Ahh

Sophia let out a scream, and saw a dazzling white light slowly pulled out of her body, a feather, very white and beautiful, like a living thing in Carlo's hands.

Carlo exerted a slight force, and the feathers shattered into thousands of glows, dissipating into the air.

At the same time, somewhere far away, under the white angel sculpture, a young and handsome blonde man suddenly opened his eyes, his face was solemn, and he whispered to himself: "Do you have to speed up..."

As the white feathers were expelled, a strong dark blue light erupted from Sophia's body, and a plump and alluring red fruit appeared in Carlo's hand for no reason, and it was stuffed into Sophia's mouth.

As if pouring hot oil on a fire, the dark blue light became more and more dazzling, Sophia's whole body was wrapped in this light, the dry and gray hair regained its luster one by one, the old face returned to youth, and the dull skin flowed with a crystal moist light.

When all the light has dissipated, Sophia is back to her most glorious age.

The shredded crystals converge in mid-air to form a delicate ice mirror, reflecting a "Snow White" with hair darker than ebony, lips redder than blood, and skin whiter than snow.

Sophia couldn't believe her eyes, she looked in the mirror repeatedly, as if she could never get enough of it, and at last, her mouth burst into laughter more pleasant than a nightingale's singing, and her long black dress was waving, spinning, and blooming...

"Thank you, master.."

Sophia hugged Carlo's neck tightly and pressed her soft and fiery lips to it, affectionately obsessed, greedily demanding.

Cinderella's jealous voice sounded in the hall: "Sure enough, the master's favorite is still you.."

Sophia let go of her arm, giggled, glanced haughtily at Cinderella, who was full of displeasure, and sneered: "So what, are you as pretty as me?.."

Sophia's delicate chin was raised high, like a proud queen, and she exclaimed, "I am the most beautiful woman in the world." ”

Carlo was also smiling, his arms fluttered, and with a short exclamation, two soft and graceful bodies were embraced into his arms.

He whispered, "Let me see what you've done over the past hundred years."