He still remembered what the Ninth Emperor had said to him that day.
She said, "Because he's more handsome than you."
He admitted it… He knew he was not as handsome as Nan Changfeng. But there were still countless women who were crazy about him.
He hated the Ninth Emperor!
'Now I'll possess this bastard's body. The Ninth Emperor can only look at this face but is unable to do anything about it! Hahaha!'
This crazy young man ignored Feng Ruqing and rushed toward Nan Xian.
But at this time...
A gloomy aura came from behind him as if hell was approaching him, causing the young man to stop abruptly. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the woman behind him.
Feng Ruqing smirked. "Don't you want my body anymore? Come on! I'm waiting for you!"
"Qing'er!"
Nan Xian's handsome face turned pale. The long sword in his hand carried a fierce light as he once again rushed toward the young man.
