The woman in purple clothes is leaning sideways on the green moss, with a perfect face that will be unforgettable for a lifetime. If the unparalleled appearance of Chang'e, the beautiful lady in the Moon Palace, can impress anyone, it can make iron and stone shed tears. Then Chang'e would feel ashamed in front of this woman. Her body, which was as thin as Feiyi's, couldn't help being swept by a gust of wind, but it seemed to be attached to the entrance of the cave. No matter the wind or rain, it was more like a tear-jerking stone. A pair of crimson eyes highlighted by purple clothes burst out with murderous aura, like a Persian treasure hanging in the air. The strange amethyst, her fair and increasingly pale cheeks gave birth to the unique purity of Persians, the ends of her long hair dragging in the green grass seemed to further reflect her helplessness and uprightness, as beautiful as a picture, as quiet as water, a pair of purple hairpins covered most of her black hair, even if there were two or three occasionally blocking the view, it further showed her charm. An extremely long nine-section whip is tied to her waist, and the pair of surprisingly long purple hairpins on the back of her head are actually two daggers. They are beautiful and pure, but also release a strange murderous aura. Their beauty is thrilling, and it also captures the soul.