Watching the Barbarian Clan girl who slowly floated down from the sky, Ye Zhen's heart trembled fiercely, his gaze almost unable to teleport from the girl's body.
Her bare feet were whiter than snow, her hair flowing down like a waterfall, and she only wore a short, colorful vest. Her proud chest and her snow-white, graspable waist were captivating.
But what was most captivating was the aura of this Barbarian Clan girl.
It felt as if she was a tender and resilient grass growing towards the sun, full of endless vitality.
There was a strange feeling, as if all the grass and vegetation around faded in comparison at that moment.
"Close your eyes, do you want to be discovered?" Ge Xuan's angry voice echoed in everyone's Spirit Palace.
Instinctively, Ye Zhen closed his eyes, but the countless plants around the Barbarian Sacred Lake became Ye Zhen's eyes.
Gently soothing the kitten in his arms, Ye Zhen cautiously used his Divine Soul to observe the situation by the lake.
