"Haha, everyone knows Fairy Hu holds her head high in the clouds. You don't dare fight this young master, so you came up with such a lie?" Young Master Frost did not believe her at all and gave a cold snort.
He was not someone ruled by lust, but Hu Mei was not only breathtakingly beautiful to the bone—she was also a prodigy who had always stood alongside him. If he could pluck this delicate flower, it would be the finest affirmation of his status as a young supreme!
Hu Mei would be his trophy on the path to becoming the strongest genius!
Hu Mei smiled radiantly, a thousand charms flowing through her. Even those with the firmest Dao hearts could not help but feel an impulse stir within them, wanting to seize this enchanting ** in their arms and do things that would make one blush and heartbeat race, yet bring immense pleasure.
Her lotus steps shifted lightly as she walked toward Zhou Heng.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands, Hu Mei arrived before Zhou Heng.
Eh, could this youth be the "master" Hu Mei spoke of? No, that fellow was Zhou Heng, the young supreme who had slain One Sword Shatters Heaven!
Hu Mei stopped before Zhou Heng and bowed in a light, graceful posture. Lowering her lovely head, she gently rubbed it against Zhou Heng's calf, like a kitten wagging its tail and begging for affection.
If she were a cat, then she would surely be the cat demon with the most graceful movements and most captivating appearance in the world!
This sight made countless people turn red-eyed and drool.
Young Master Frost had originally arrived in high spirits after slaying Heavenly Gang Moon. Everyone believed he would surely become Zhou Heng's formidable rival, and that