Wu looked at the young woman tied up at the head of the bed. She had a beautiful and beautiful dimple. Her face was picturesque, and her lips were tender. She had a detached temperament. Her figure was very graceful. The mountains and peaks on her chest, which were constantly fluctuating because of anger and shame, attracted people’s reverie. She was wearing a blue dress with flowing clouds embroidered on her sleeve and a tassel belt with silver and white pearls on her waist. If she had not been detained here, the tassels would have set off the girl’s waist in a swaying posture. In the dim light, a pair of white legs half hidden under the robe reflected a light crimson, which made Wu Da master unconsciously lick some dry lips. It’s really worth the trip. He hasn’t met such a beautiful woman for a long time. Moreover, this monk, who is in his early twenties, has this accomplishment. He is undoubtedly the leader in the ordinary sects. He will not be lost in the public with his beautiful appearance.