40 Chapter 40 The Butterfly Does Not Know

Ning Fan asked himself whether he had seen something as unusual as this.

The skin of the female corpse was snowy white, no, it shouldn't be described as snowy white. To be precise, it should be dreadfully pale. She had been contained in this ancient coffin after her death, and thus, no one could tell how many years it had been since it was exposed to light. One couldn't judge the age of a person by one's cultivation, but Ning Fan could conclude that this girl was at least a noblewoman who was a billion years old.

Her skin was lustrous and bones were sleek; her graceful posture made her a real sleeping beauty by just looking at her.

She had a pair of lovely eyelashes and gentle hair, but her body seemed thin and her lip was light and pale. He was afraid that this woman probably had a few sickness in her body or she was a sick beauty previously.