"What?! Aunt Hua and Aunt Li are both dead? Even Xiaoque'Er and the others..."
In the picturesque Bamboo Mountain, listening to Yun Zhen's sorrowful recount, Xiaowu's mouth dropped open in shock, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.
Yun Yan and Yun Yu, not quite understanding, curiously asked, "Sister Xiaowu, why are you crying?"
Yun Xing fell into silence, evidently understanding what had happened.
"How could this happen?"
Xiaowu's tears flowed like a river, yet it was Yun Zhen who comforted her.
The two equally tall girls embraced each other; Yun Zhen was fit, Xiaowu was delicate, but Xiaowu's curves were more pronounced, with more beautiful legs.
It was quite rare; Yun Zhen was not considered exceptionally beautiful, but her fame on the Beauty Ranking was due to her unrivaled figure.
Unexpectedly, Xiaowu's figure was even better, just her facial features were a bit ordinary; otherwise, she would definitely be on the Beauty Ranking.
