"I'm here to care about the Third Prince's injury." Tian Liang smiled slyly at the corner of his mouth and cast his gaze deliberately below his waist. "Third Prince, is there any serious problem?"
Feng Aotian's face was dark, and he didn't care about his attitude of never disdain to fight with women. The cold air gathered on his body, and it suddenly seemed like countless cold and sharp ice arrows were accumulated in the air...
A green cold light shrouded his body, making people feel powerful and suffocating.
The air seemed to be frozen, and the skin she touched felt like it had been slashed by countless ice bayonets, causing her whole body to tremble in pain.
The martial energy was so powerful that it could spread to half the house, turning every inch of the air into a sharp sword, making it impossible to move or escape.
This is one of the tricks of high-level warriors.
Use Qi control skills to remain calm.
This is the strength of Feng Aotian, who has practiced Hanwu and reached the ninth level.
But...it's different.
This was different from the cold poisonous yin energy that had accumulated in her body for seven days.
Feng Aotian was arrogant and domineering, but he disdained fighting with women. In her memory, it was also at the wedding that Feng Aotian threw the letter of divorce on the face of the crying Li Tianliang, telling her to get out of the Third Prince's Mansion.
Li Tianliang felt humiliated and ran towards Fengyuan River.
While walking, he was hit on the back of the head and fell unconscious.
The memory came to an abrupt end.
Here are all the clues.
Tianliang touched Feng Aotian twice like this, and deliberately tested his coldness. After doing this, a certain feeling in his heart told him -
The murderer who stabbed her in Fengyuan River that day.
There is someone else.
Feng Aotian saw that Li Tianliang was still able to withstand the cold air wrapped in him, and his face was calm, as if he was thinking about other things. He suddenly became angry and said, "Woman, during the fight, pay attention to me!"
His coldness was reduced to four points, how could she still be able to support him?
This woman interested him more and more every time.
If on the wedding day, she hadn't been so whimpering and cowardly and useless, he would almost regret divorcing this woman now.
"It's a pity that I didn't come to fight with the prince."
Tianliang regained his composure, calmed down, took a step back, stopped his attack, and took out a wooden sign from his arms, "I'm here to give something to the Third Prince."
The wooden sign was thrown and landed accurately in Feng Aotian's hand.
Feng Aotian stopped his stance, waved his hand to signal the surrounding palace guards to step back, and then opened the sign and took a closer look.
"This thing," Tian Liang asked with a smile, "should the Third Prince give me an explanation?"
Of course Feng Aotian knew what this brand was used for.
She brought it to her again, and he could already guess eight of the reasons, but he replied with a cold face: "Why, you just want to slander me with a broken brand that anyone can copy without any evidence?"
After Feng Aotian said coldly, seeing Tianliang staring at him with a scrutinizing expression, he snorted and said: "You are the one who was assassinated, and it has nothing to do with me."
This is him indirectly denying that he is the messenger of the Lord.
(Second update completed, remember to collect it, dears^o^)