He saw a gorgeous lady who was cold like ice and elegant like the moon standing in front of him.
Her eyes were sharp like two ice arrows shooting right on his eyes coldly.
Ye Xiao stretched his pupils in the eyes.
If he was right, this gorgeous lady was holding killing intent against him.
[Does she want to kill me?]
"You. Are you Feng Zhiling?" The lady in white had a clear and beautiful voice. Her tone was cold like ice, but it gave him a comfortable feeling.
"I am." Ye Xiao stared at her face for a long time.
The lady in white spoke blandly, "What are you looking at?"
"I am looking at you. I want to know what cultivation level you are at right now." Ye Xiao smiled, "I need to confirm what level you are, so that I can reckon how long can you stay alive."
The lady in white heard about the words about life and death, yet her expression was still calm and cold. She just answered blandly, "Oh?"
