Even though Qi Ling was brave, she quivered, and her face turned pale upon witnessing such a gruesome sight.
Bai Ya led the two of them slowly to the front of the main hall. Ghost Howl stood there with a blank expression beneath the Imperial Palace, his slightly bent back resembling an ancient stone sculpture eroded by time.
On the seat of the Imperial Palace, half-reclined a stunning and mysteriously enchanting woman!
A bewitching purple gown wrapped around her voluptuously charming figure, and a head of red wine-colored, luxurious long hair was styled in an elegant Phoenix hairdo. Her exquisite face was as fair as snow, but because of that flirtatious smile, it seemed immensely alluring. She lazily leaned against the seat, her legs slightly bent and pressed together, revealing a length of white, jade-like calf.
The moment Su Chen lifted his head, his eyes were pierced by her beauty, and his heart, which had sunk into the depths, suddenly started pounding violently!
