章節 3549: Ye Ling

When she saw the woman in white, Feng Jiu's brow furrowed slightly and her expression turned icy. 

The woman looked so frail that she might fall over with just a gust of wind. She only had a thin dress on and nothing else to protect her from the cold night air as she lay on the stretcher. She didn't even have a blanket to keep her warm.

She didn't move, just stared blankly at the starry sky as if her eyes were pools of still water. Her hair, which was silver-white, was spread out over the stretcher. Between her white dress, white hair and her emaciated appearance, she looked nothing like her former self. All that was left was a visage so horrifying that it was unsettling to look at.

In her current state, she resembled a ghost or an evil spirit who roamed at midnight. She showed no signs of life at all, and even a child would probably cry at her sight. 

"Tie her to the frame," an elderly man said, telling others to lift her up and bind her.