Tiantian raised her head and saw not far away, a sapphire blue figure walking towards Shi Shiran with his hands behind his back.
Tiantian didn't take a close look at the group of people just now.
However, when I saw him here, I was shocked, but also understood.
All of this was done by him, and it was no surprise that he appeared here.
She raised her eyelids and looked at him indifferently.[
She has not forgotten what she said that night.
They have completely broken up!
He will hurt Uncle Yu and Xi Leng at all costs. Everything that happened today was caused by him!
Thinking of this, she quietly clenched her hands.
When Changqin bent down and was about to remove the iron clip from the horse's foot, Tiantian said coldly: "No need, I will do it myself!"
There was no trace of warmth in his voice, and the expression on his face was light.
Changqin's face turned dark and sweet, and he didn't hesitate to put himself in danger, and he didn't want to beg for himself.
Now, I have a deep prejudice against myself.
Seeing the disdain in her eyes, there was an indifference in her body that kept him away from thousands of miles away.
A wry smile appeared on his face.
He did so much just to win her heart, but now, her heart is getting farther and farther away from him. Did he do so much wrong?
For the first time, he had doubts about his persistence and paranoia!
A woman like Tiantian probably shouldn't use such a method to force her.
While she was thinking, Tiantian reached out and brushed his hand away, and continued to remove the iron clamp from the horse.
The horse was in pain, its legs kept twitching, and blood poured out like a tide.
Tiantian was even more anxious, but she didn't expect that the horse struggled, and not only did the iron clamp fail to be removed, but the iron needle got stuck deeper and deeper.
Sikong Changqin frowned and said in a deep voice: "If this kind of seven-skill ring is not corrected, it will only get deeper and deeper."
"If you don't want your horse to bleed out and die, then let me do it!"
His voice was low and slow, with an irresistible majesty.[