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Chapter 176 Confrontation with the Eighth Prince Yu Wenyi 1

Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, a man stood in the wind, his blue brocade robe flew, his ink hair and a blue hairband fluttered, his man's waistline was perfect and his chest was wide.

"Prince Huang, I didn't expect you to be so leisurely and wander around this mountain corner again." Lin Qianqian smiled, but her smile was frozen at that moment.

No, this is not Yuwen Huang! Because the feeling he gave her is not like this.

Yuwen Huang gave her a feeling of a fog filled with fog, a little unpredictable, and a little evil and unpredictable. She didn't feel annoyed about this feeling.

And this person clearly doesn't have this feeling. The feeling this man gives her is a little cold and a little cold...

She was a little disgusted.

The man looked back and showed a face that was three-point similar to Yuwen Huang, with long eyebrows entering the temples, deep and cold starry eyes, high nose and delicate lips.

It is not as delicate and evil as Yuwen Huang, but it is not as feminine and charming as Dan Tai Zixuan, nor as gentle and elegant as Dan Tai Zimo, nor as silly as Feng Xiuchen's silly sunshine... But this face is particularly handsome, with a hint of cold breath, which is even more fascinating.

Lin Qianqian was stunned and looked at this strange face. Sure enough, it was not Yuwen Huang!

The man's face was cold, his eyes were bright under the night, and a jade pendant shone on his waist shiny - Yi.

The word Yi indicates his identity.

"Eighth Prince, Yu Wen Yi!" Lin Qianqian blurted out, because only the Eighth Prince had such a cold expression.

It is rumored that the birth mother of the Eighth Prince Yuwen Yi, Concubine Huang, had extremely strict requirements on him, even if he was food, clothing, housing, transportation, every word, every move, etc., were trained according to the emperor. Concubine Huang did not allow his son to make a slight mistake, thus missing the throne. Therefore, he has cultivated today's Yuwen Yi, a cold face-paraly prince, and an iceberg-like temperament, which makes people difficult to get close to.

Yuwen Yi looked at the woman a few times and sneered, "You are Lin Qianqian? You are really smart."

He didn't talk much, but he was extremely cold and had a hint of murderous aura.

This Yuwen Yi wanted to kill her when he first saw her!

Yuwen Yi hated two kinds of women in his life. One was a woman who was extremely stupid and was completely unworthy of him, which made him disgusted. The other was a woman who was extremely smart, which made him scared. It was obvious that Lin Qianqian belonged to the second type.

"Where is Ling Ye?"

"He is very good, but..." Before the man finished speaking, he was thrown out alone - it was Ling Ye.

But at this moment, Ling Ye was almost dying and his aura was very weak.

Ling Ye was seriously injured!

"Where is Yuwen Huang?" Lin Qianqian looked at the man coldly, a little angry. If something happened to Yuwen Huang, she would definitely not be much better than that.

"You mean third brother?" Yuwen Yi said: "I want to know where third brother has gone."

"Old Eighth, I am here, haven't you noticed it?" A magnetic man's voice suddenly appeared, and the man landed on the ground, and his royal blue robe flew. "The night is good tonight."

"I thought the third brother didn't dare to show up, and wanted to be a turtle that would last for the rest of his life." Yu Wen Yi sneered, his eyes lit up. As long as Yu Wen Huang appeared, it would be easy to deal with.

The night tonight is indeed good.

"No, I am not afraid to show up, but watching the show." The man smiled evilly, and said slowly: "I never expected that the eighth brother Mi would chase him relentlessly and chase him here."

"Haha..." Yu Wen Yi smiled at the sky and then changed into a cold face. "Watch the show, I'm afraid your personal guard will die. Third brother, you are in the mood to watch the show!"

Ling Ye, who was lying on the ground, was raised up, his eyes were confined, his face was pale, his black clothes were cut into pieces by swords, and black blood was overflowing from wounds.

Ling Ye was not only seriously injured, but also poisoned!

"Another hour, a loyal guard will poison the internal organs, and after three hours, you will definitely die."
Chapter completed!
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