Chapter 295

• Yu Jiaoxue stood still, her white skirt dancing. Although her face was icy and exuding the aura that no one would get close to, she was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, just standing there, she was slim, slender and slender. The soft three thousand green silks are draped with fragrant shoulders, and her eyes are cold but as clear as glass, as if her body is surrounded by layers of mist, attracting others to want to approach her and understand her.
• How could such a peerless girl not attract the attention of the young disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens?
• "Who is this girl? Why have you never seen it before?"