Hall of Assassins

Willow God was blushing?

Ye Feng did not pass up the chance to tease Willow God like this. Willow God clearly was not ill. Ye Feng felt that, for some reason, she had been pretending to be sick. Ever since Ye Feng returned some time ago, Willow God had not spoken a single word.

"Willow God, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Feng knowingly asked. As long as Willow God remained silent, he would keep talking to himself.

"Willow God, are you sick?"

"Willow God, I feel like you're seriously ill."

"How strange. No bugs bit you, so why are you frozen so badly?"

"She..."

Ye Feng froze. He could not understand what was wrong with Willow God. He could sense that her current state was highly unusual. In all of Stone Village, Ye Feng was probably the only one who dared behave so recklessly toward Willow God.

"Little sister, aren't you going to keep him in line?"

A familiar voice rang out.

Ye Feng turned back and saw a White-Clothed Woman strolling toward the Willow Tree.

The White-Clothed Woman possessed peerless grace and delicate features. Dressed in white all year round, she was untouched by even a speck of dust. She was as pure as an immortal lotus amid the mortal world. Looking into her eyes gave one a palpitating sensation. Even as she simply stood there quietly, she exuded a transcendent air that seemed to rise above all things in the world.

"You actually let him grope you so blindly. That spot is where trees..."

The White-Clothed Woman trailed off without stating it outright. Her sword-like eyes glared reproachfully at Ye Feng.

Willow God's branches swayed and lightly struck Ye Feng's hand.

The White-Clothed Woman was no ordinary person. She was the Immortal King whom Ye Feng had