In the pure white space, a woman in dazzling red attire, clad in battle armor and wielding a silver gun, with her ink-black hair flying high.
Her beauty is such that one finds it hard to look away. It seems as if, with just an effortless glance, she could make hearts race like thunder and breaths cease. Her features are as picturesque as a painting, akin to the breathtaking beauty of a land encompassing thousands of miles. This is a rare beauty that cannot be depicted again in this world; with just one look, one could forget life and death and willingly become lost.
As she stands there, it's as if she has become the source of light, attracting all attention, while also emitting a dazzling brilliance.
"He... she she she she she she..." Ji Yaohua was so shocked that her words were already too broken to form a complete sentence.
