The cold venerable also went crazy (33)_1

Then, Chen Yu saw another figure in snow-white clothes appear in the barren mountains.

It was a woman.

His snow-white clothes were spotless.

Her eyebrows and eyes were drawn with thick ink stroke by stroke. This beauty, combined with her indifferent expression, formed a sharp and threatening beauty.

She was an extremely powerful and cold woman.

This face was completely different from the fu min in his memory, but Chen Yan had a feeling that she was Fu min.

The snow-robed woman carried a completely snow-white sword on her back. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were covered in ice and snow. She looked indifferent, like a god above the nine Heavens.

They were high and mighty and inviolable.

She slowly walked to the man's side, and her long sleeves brushed over the stone table. With a flip of her palm, two white jade wine pots appeared in her hand.

He raised his hand and handed one over.