Chapter 1687 Wubang

opens his eyes and stares at it. Within Tang Huan's sight, a white shadow appears.

It was a young woman with a tall and graceful body, a white robe on her body, eyebrows as far as Dai, eyes as autumn, skin as congealed fat, five features as delicately carved, as if the spirit of the world were all concentrated on it. However, such a beautiful face, but there is no expression, a piece of cold, the hand of the white sword is cold, so that she looks like a more ancient iceberg.

Tang Huan's eyes flashed a little surprise. He knew that the woman in white was...