In the valley, there was a woman, her figure graceful, like ice and snow.
Her seemingly cold body emanated a hint of warmth, as if flames were burning, with a graceful figure, gentle eyebrows, a tall stature, and a faint tenderness on her face.
Taking out a mirror, gazing at herself within it, Bai Ling'Er admired herself.
"Is this the woman that little brother holds dear in his heart?"
"In terms of appearance, she is just average, not stunningly beautiful, much less than myself, or even slightly less than Sword Monarch Xi Yue... yet why does she linger in little brother's thoughts?"
Bai Ling'Er pondered, a little confused.
The Fox Demons, who specialized in charm, naturally relied not just on looks, but on insight into the human heart.
The human heart is unpredictable and changeable; often, humans do not even understand their own hearts, yet Fox Demons can see into the hearts of cultivators.
