A young lady wearing a green blouse and white pants was seated crossed-legged on a large tree. An emerald-like zither was placed gently on her knees. Her snow white jade-like hands extended before they gently landed on the zither strings.
Ding dong.
The zither strings moved slightly and the space surrounding Ying Huanhuan appeared to be distorted. At this moment, her clear eyes were focused on the zither in front of her and she seemed to have entered an extremely focused state. An extremely shocking ripple spread from the zither in front of her.
Lin Dong was similarly a little shocked as he stared at Ying Huanhuan, who was emitting a shocking ripple from within her body. Immediately, his eyes fell onto her emerald zither. His eyes shrunk immediately.
“Soul treasure huh…”
