Yun Yun was still the same, dressed in a gold-inlaid purple tight-fitting brocade robe, with Dou Qi Wings spread behind her and three thousand strands of jet-black hair fluttering in the air. On her head she wore a hairpin shaped like a phoenix crying out, exuding an unhidden nobility that made her feel even more like an imperial princess than an actual one.
Her expression was serene and beautiful, resembling a clear spring deep in the secluded mountains—uniquely cold, pure, and lofty. While her noble status filled people with awe, it also involuntarily stirred a trace of lingering affection in their hearts.
Yet Zhang Yuan's gaze at this moment lingered on a figure not far opposite Yun Yun, an expression of stunned amazement inevitably rising in his eyes.
That was a woman of supreme beauty, a seductive charm so extreme that it possessed an aggressive edge toward every woman. A pair of narrow, pale purple eyes exuded nobility, and as her gaze shifted, it carried a natural allure that could inherently move any normal male and make him unable to resist looking a few extra times.
Just like Yun Yun, this woman also wore a luxurious brocade robe, and the charming physique concealed beneath that robe was plump and exquisite, making one want to take a bite out of her even more than a ripe peach. A head of long black hair was casually draped over both of her delicate shoulders, and that slender willow waist made it difficult for any man to hide the desire in his heart.
However, what attracted Zhang Yuan's attention the most was the section of purple snake tail protruding from beneath the woman's brocade robe, brimming with a certain wild and enchanting power.
"Hmm?"
Almost the instant Zhang Yuan appeared, Yun Yun, Medusa, and