Chapter 358: The Sword of Life and Death, the Flower of Nourishing Spirits

Matsu Floris also looked at the old witch opposite with great fear. Well, she really couldn't be called an old witch. Judging from her appearance, this woman was only about thirty years old, with delicate skin, fair face, and beautiful red lips, just like a flaming red rose. She had an exquisitely curvaceous figure and a full and attractive bust. She was wearing a green dress embroidered with orchids, which set off her proud figure like a green lotus, graceful and swaying in the wind. After hearing...