C4292 Hell Level Difficulty

Situ Qingcheng, dressed in a purple dress, stood under the tree. A gust of wind blew over, causing her dress to sway and her hair to flutter. A few leaves fell from the top of her head. In an instant, Dongfang Qingyu felt as if she was in a heavenly wonderland.

Situ Qingcheng's facial features were flawless, no matter if one looked at them separately or when they were combined together