The night wind blew, bamboo leaves rustling, all was silent.
Countless stars spread their glow through the bamboo, falling upon that tall silhouette.
She wore a dress as soft as white clouds, her bare feet like white jade, slowly walking out of the woods.
She wore no adornments, her jet-black hair tied up, her face unpainted, yet her brows and eyes contained a spring-like warmth; a fleeting glance stirs ripples in everyone's heart.
Her delicate and beautiful bare feet moved gently, the moonlight passing through her cloud-like dress, offering a glimpse of her extremely soft waist, swaying like a water snake enticingly, like a gentle knife slicing through bone.
Beneath the waist were long legs that followed her alluring steps, revealing a perfect curve that even a spirit corpse might pause in admiration.
Yun Wu's face, eyes that captivate.
Yun Wu's waist, a knife that slices.
Yun Wu's legs, bewitching even mountain spirits.
