C397 Challenge!

Yeh Yueyan quietly walked, as if she had no soul and was numb.

It was as if she was a soul, filled with divinity.

She was very beautiful, unbelievably beautiful, as if she was a work of art. A breeze gently blew past her, bringing up a strand of her hair. Her white robe also gently fluttered, as if it had broken the silence of this area. Suddenly, a beast's roar sounded in the air