The woman finally managed to steady herself, still grumbling, "Nanli, you're so rude and inconsiderate. I don't know why Siheng's eyes are blind, but he picked you of all people."
It was undoubtedly Yun Jianchu.
Nanli's scarecrow could transform into the appearance of a soul's form from its past life.
Ximen Chuan had initially planned to tease her, but when Yun Jianchu looked up, she left everyone stunned.
The first golden rays of the morning sun fell upon her, and her simple light blue dress seemed to shine with a subtle glow.
More importantly, her face...
To call it stunning was no exaggeration.
Her complexion was as pale and delicate as the peach blossoms of March, and the Asura totem on her forehead was even more pronounced.
She was of royal blood, with purple eyes that looked even clearer in the sunlight, rippling like water.
Everyone was dazed.
Except for Siheng.
He only gave Yun Jianchu a quick glance before turning to welcome Nanli.
And Crimson Nine Lands.