The number one genius of the great fate sect was wearing a light golden robe embroidered with flying dragons.
In the contrast of this treasured clothing, he appeared even more heroic and extraordinary.
After landing, he placed his hands behind his back and raised his head. His face was filled with pride and arrogance.
His gaze first landed on su Xuezi's body, sweeping back and forth a few times over her graceful, plump, and delicate body. He did not conceal the burning desire and greed in his eyes in the slightest. However, when he saw her face covered by the veil, he frowned and revealed a somewhat disgusted expression.
Then, he shook his head with some regret.
Back then, this person was an absolute beauty. Her alluring appearance had charmed countless young and handsome men, and even he had been mesmerized.
But now, it had become a ghost Face, which was really disgusting.
Then, his eyes shifted to ye Siyao.
Gulu!
