Everyone's eyes fell on a woman in palace dress in front of them.
This palace dress is very slim-fitting, showing off her exquisite curves just right, with rugged peaks and ridges, and a slender waist. Coupled with her pair of charming eyes, it is even more fascinating.
However, the elegance of the palace dress was very strange, as if a very strange totem was painted on it. It was a flying snake with wings on its back, hovering in the rising clouds.
"He came here for me, so naturally I have to respond. However, at this level, there is no need for me to take action. It would be better if Yang Longtu came..." The woman said slowly, with a slight raise of the corner of her mouth, outlining a charming smile.
"My nephew is really relentless in his pursuit. It just so happens that I still have one last sword in the Cihang Sword Hall that I haven't seen yet. I hope my nephew won't let me down."
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