This man, even his temperament and plain clothes are so similar.
The resemblance... made him want to kill him.
"You and Qing'er are waiting for me."
The moment Nan Xian saw Nan Fang, his brows darkened, he turned to look at Su Yi beside him, and said in a cold voice.
Su Yi opened her mouth to say something, but after seeing Nan Xian's cold face, she didn't say anything and stood aside...
…
Under the void, Nanfang had a dark face, staring at Nanxian with a sinister expression.
The endless storm opened up around him, forming a strong wind that struck towards Nanxian with a bang.
In an instant, the entire world changed its expression.
Nan Luo had already climbed up from the ground, but when she saw Nan Fang rushing towards Nan Xian, her heart was still inexplicably clenched.
Obviously just now...Nan Xian made a move on her.
But she still couldn't help but worry about his comfort.
Involuntarily, Nan Luo turned her eyes to Feng Ruqing, who was squatting in front of the old man, with envy in her eyes.
Even though she had been bullied a lot over the years, she had never envied anyone.
Only this time, she envied Feng Ruqing and envied her having such a perfect man by her side.
Feng Ruqing had already noticed the eyes behind her, but now her attention was all focused on the spiritual medicine meal. From the beginning to the end, she never looked back...
Nan Luo also withdrew her gaze and turned to look at the war beside her.
Nanfang's figure has already arrived in front of Nanxian.
The two people's forces collided in the air, and a powerful storm spread around them. Those closest to them were caught off guard and took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.
Nan Xian's throat felt a little fishy and sweet. In order not to worry Su Yi and Feng Ruqing, he endured it.
His handsome face was still calm and calm, with a cold light in his eyes.
"What's your relationship with Su Yi?" Nanfang clenched his fist tightly, stopped his movements, looked down at the man in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.
He couldn't tolerate it. Su Yi, who almost became his wife, got married.
Nan Xian curled his lips calmly: "She is my mother."
She is my mother...
boom!
Anger burned from his heart, sweeping out like a storm with overwhelming rage.
"Suyi, you're actually married, who is that bastard!" Nanfang said sharply through gritted teeth.
His eyes were blood red, like an angry lion.
At that moment, Su Yi suddenly wanted to tell Mu Ling.
There is no difference between Mu Ling and this Nanfang, they are equally shockingly scumbag.
But after thinking about it, for the sake of Mr. Mu, she finally couldn't say it out loud. She smiled lightly and said: "More than twenty years have passed, and it is normal for me to get married. Who stipulates that I cannot marry anyone else in this life?
"
“Suyi!!!”
The anger in Nanfang's heart was even worse, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and his eyes were filled with blazing flames.
"You refused to marry me back then, but now, you don't know what kind of man you are marrying! I don't care whether you marry or not, you can't escape again. This son of yours will definitely die today!"
After saying these words, Nanfang's figure turned into a long sword and rushed towards Nanxian again.
The elders of the Nan family were all shocked. They looked at Su Yi with accusations and anger.