Met a Man on the Street

In a full suit of white and a peerlessly beautiful countenance, no matter where Feng Jiu came to walk, she would naturally attract everyone's gaze. Not to mention that flawlessly beautiful face, with just that outstanding body and graceful demeanor, it was rare to see in the most prosperous of places and even among the nobility, so there's no need to talk about faraway and remote city at the border.

Leng Shuang was still clothed in a suit of black, that outlined the curves of her body, her face cold like icy frost, though beautiful, made people not dare to get close.

As they entered the city, they rode their horses in slowly and Sunny who was seated in front of Feng Jiu gazed around in curiosity, his face one of amazement.