C648 Dragon Pressing Ganges(part Ii)

The snow-white muslin fluttered in the wind, causing Zen Jia's incomparably agile figure to have a bit more of an ethereal aura. She was like a fairy from the heavens descending into the mortal world. If this scene was seen by an ordinary person, he would definitely be as shocked as a celestial being, and might even immediately kneel down and exclaim his praises. However