This woman seemed unwilling to let Zhou Yan see even a slight anomaly.
"Do you want to kill me?"
The figure in white suddenly spoke.
Zhou Yan glanced at her indifferently and said, "What use would killing you have? Can Ling Yi be revived?"
"No. But, it was I who killed Zhou Lingyi, and ten years later, I will also kill your disciple and even all the members of your Great Zhou Family, as well as all the members of the Li Family, even the common people under the heavens. Still, will you not kill me?"
The woman in the Ni Chang Feather Robe softly spoke.
Her words, like a bolt of thunder, awakened Zhou Yan, who was still in pain.
Zhou Yan recovered, looked deeply at the woman in the white feather robe, and said, "Thank you."
"My name is Hou Ling'er."
Zhou Lingyi regained her spiritual body and that mysterious luster, and once again, she was as beautiful as a fairy, too dazzling to face directly.
She lightly opened her lips and uttered five words.
"Hou… Ling'er."