Gu Xijiu remained quiet, but the lady suddenly reached out to Gu Xijiu. The wizardry barrier that Fan Qianshi had put up should have been able to keep everyone out of reach. However, the lady was clearly unaffected by the barrier. She placed her soft hand on Gu Xijiu's face and started caressing it gently. "You and I look exactly the same. Did you steal my face?"
Her hand was icy cold, so every single stroke was cold enough to freeze the victim's veins by turning warm blood into ice.
Gu Xijiu was incapable of moving right now, so she had to endure the chilliness of the woman's physical touch. It was so cold that she could feel chills going down her spine.
The lady did not only bring about the cold in the area; she also brought forward an immense sense of pain and sorrow in Gu Xijiu's heart. All of a sudden, she hugged her arms tightly and said, "I feel so cold. Do you feel the same? Look at them. They have become ice statues now."