C775 You Are the Me of a Few Hundred Years Later

Following his line of sight, Ziling turned around stiffly.

The woman was wearing a long white dress. Her hair was curly and soft like seaweed. There was a black band tied to her forehead. Her skin was extremely fair, her facial features not too beautiful, but they were extremely pleasant to look at. Especially those pair of indifferent and ethereal eyes. Looking at them