The woman in white froze, her gaze became blurred and distant.
Looking at the handsome man in front of her, she seemed to see the tall and straight man with a sinister smile decades ago.
Nangong Aotian... That was the first time she was so infatuated with a man, wanted him so much, wanted to possess him.
She even let go of her airs as a young lady, and acted like a little girl to him, hoping to gain his affection and become his wife.
But what did Nangong Aotian respond to her
It was the unhesitating contempt and sarcasm, the dismissive eyes that treated her like trash.
That man even married a low-level warrior with no background and no strength at all. He threw her heart into the mud, trampled and humiliated her, and made her the laughing stock of the entire Siamese continent.
Nangong Aotian, Yun Churan, these two people who brought her unforgettable hatred, Lou Wushuang will never forget them in her life!
So what if both of them died? If the mother pays off her debts, she will let the son of that bitch Yun Churan experience the despair and torture of hell!
Lou Wushuang took a deep breath, and her eyes fell on Ouyang Haoxuan again.
This man's appearance is not as good as Nangong Aotian's, but the evil spirit exuding from his body is so similar to Nangong Aotian's.
She must let this proud man bow his head, kneel and lick her toes, and become her captive.
Thinking of this, Lou Wushuang sneered slightly: "Are you that Xi Yue's subordinate? I heard that Xi Yue only had the foundation-building stage, and you, a warrior of the Nascent Soul stage, were willing to follow behind a foundation-building stage. Was the male pet seduced?"
She suddenly stretched out her hand and waved it lightly, the veil on her face fell off, revealing a beautiful face, "How do you think my appearance compares to Xi Yue's?"
"If I say that I can give you more than Xi Yue, can improve your strength, and let you enjoy the feeling of being in the air, are you willing to abandon Xi Yue and follow me?"
Ouyang Haoxuan looked down at her face, his eyes were calm, without any expression.
Unwilling, Lou Wushuang waved behind her, and immediately two young men came forward.
One kissed Lou Wushuang's fingers reverently, the other sniffed the fragrance of Lou Wushuang's body with fascination, touched Lou Wushuang's soft waist and body with trembling hands, both of them breathed heavily .
Although the scene in front of him was not a entanglement of limbs, it could make the blood of all the men who saw it spurt.
The other male favorites behind Lou Wushuang already had fiery eyes, eager to rush up and replace them with their own bodies.
Lou Wushuang was full of certainty in her heart, except for Nangong Aotian, no man in the world could resist such beauty. As long as Ouyang Haoxuan is distracted, she can completely make this man her captive.
Ouyang Haoxuan watched this scene for a long time, and finally raised the corners of his mouth and let out a low laugh.
Lou Wushuang originally raised her head, making a slight seductive moaning motion.
Ouyang Haoxuan sneered and said: "A group of young grasses are being chewed by old cows. It's really disgusting to watch. You continue, and I won't bother you."
After speaking, he turned and left mercilessly.
Lou Wushuang suddenly changed color, and the anger in her chest gushed out, almost distorting her entire face.
Suddenly, she shouted, an ice sword appeared in her hand, and she rushed towards Ouyang Haoxuan, "You are looking for death!!"