"You're the one who's not proper!"
Jiang Fan muttered.
In his heart, he was on high alert.
He discreetly took out the talisman arrow and quietly activated it.
Since there was no escape, there was no need to waste energy. Let's see if he could blast this person away.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Fan watched as the person slowly approached.
His pupils gradually contracted.
It was a beauty in snow-like white clothes.
To be exact, calling her a beauty seemed mundane.
Because it was a kind of beauty Jiang Fan had never seen in his life.
Her eyes, dark eyebrows, jade-like nose, red lips, and face shape.
Every part was perfectly beautiful to the deepest part of one's heart.
Just like in a dream.
It gave people a sense of fantasy, an unreal illusion.
It seemed like this woman should be in the heavens.
Not on earth.
For a moment, Jiang Fan couldn't find any adjectives to describe her appearance.
Because even the best words would dim when used on her.
