บท 315: Suspicious (1)

The bright sunlight shone under the eaves of the inn. Two women were standing at the door, casting two graceful shadows on the ground.

Dongfang Liren was wearing a dignified and noble python dress. Her figure was extremely tall, and her curves were rather heroic. From the side, her legs were very slender, and her hip line formed a shapely curve at the back of her waist. Farther up was a three-dimensional fat-headed dragon outlined by silver threads. Coupled with her unsmiling expression, she had the pressure of a cold queen.

Daoist Xuanji was standing half a step behind her. Compared to Dongfang Liren, her figure was more graceful. Her waist was as slender as a willow, and her chest was plump. Her white dress, which was as smooth as water, made her look spotless. But the few embroidered petals at the hem of her skirt and the red wine gourd hanging at her waist made her look less formal, making it difficult to distinguish if she was good or evil.