Rustling sounds rose as a figure stood up, each hand gripping a crescent-shaped blade that was cold and bright, obviously not ordinary.
Zhou Heng was stunned. He had originally thought that the person was hiding there to launch a surprise attack on him, but now it seemed unlikely since that person was visibly heavily injured, with an unstable aura.
It was a tall and lithe woman with bright eyes and a delicate nose, hair like flowing clouds, an exceptionally beautiful woman who was in no way inferior to Miss Zi Xing or Lin Fuxiang. What drew even more attention, however, was her astonishingly large chest, which was truly like two towering peaks, majestic and spectacular.
A chest isn't necessarily better for being bigger; too large a chest can detract from a person's appearance. But her chest was not only large, it was also particularly well-proportioned, without a hint of clumsiness, and incredibly sexy.
