A Life Talisman
It's like hundreds. He had heard it before the year.
Zhao Shuning turned her head.
The monk was wearing a bamboo hat wrapped in gauze.
There was no wind at the moment.
Zhao Shuning did not see the monk's true appearance clearly.
But through the veil.
She could also vaguely see that the monk in front of her was born with a clear and beautiful face. It should be the face of a handsome young master.
Also.
Even though he was a monk, he was still a handsome young master. But there wasn't a single thing on his body. That monk should have a poor aura, but he was more like a supreme being from the royal family. He only stood there and gave off a dignified aura.
Zhao Shuning was sizing up the monk.
That monk was also sizing up Zhao Shuning.
To be honest.