The bright moonlight hit him, pulling out a slender and cold figure on the ground.
The moment Chu Qingge's dark eyes faced the moonlight, she felt as if she was standing tall and upright as a god.
No wonder he can become a god in the hearts of the people.
He really has enough grace to be the God of War!
"This princess doesn't need your help." As soon as she spoke, her throat tightened.
Chu Qingge frowned, it hurt!
It hurt so much that I almost wanted to scream!
This damn bastard who grabbed her by the throat!
Feng Liye's eyes just flashed across her face, and her eyes were locked on the man in black robe.
"The purpose of bringing me here?"
He walked over calmly and when he saw Chu Qingge being imprisoned, there was really no sign of distress on his face or in his eyes.
It's very cold, so cold that there is no emotion.
"When the prince sees his newlywed wife suffering so much, he really doesn't care at all?"
The man in black robe tightened his fingers, and one of his long fingers traced Chu Qingge's neck.
Qing Ge only felt a stinging pain in her neck.
A bright red color suddenly appeared on the snow-white and delicate neck.
Scarlet blood beads slid down her neck, and finally disappeared into her robe.
The injury was not serious, but if the man in black robe had put a little more force on his fingertips, her life would have been completely over.
In his hands, it was as fragile as paper!
Unfortunately, Feng Liye looked at him coldly, his face expressionless.
"Purpose?" he reiterated.
"I just want to see if Prince Li is willing to sacrifice his life for the Ninth Princess."
Feng Liye didn't even want to pay attention to these words.
This man is so cold!
The man in black robe didn't believe it. He really didn't care about the Ninth Princess at all!
Turning his wrist, a little silver light fell on his fingertips.
His eyes were gradually filled with an icy aura: "Prince Li, if these three swords didn't fall on you, they would have been inserted into your woman's body."
As he spoke, he raised the knife and pointed it at Chu Qingge's flowery face.
Chu Qingge sighed in her heart.
The target is obviously Feng Liye, but now, he will suffer another unreasonable disaster.
I was lucky that the body I just traveled through was pretty good looking. Will it be disfigured in just a few days?
She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.
But the moment she closed her eyes, a gust of cold wind hit her face.
Chu Qingge opened her eyes somewhat unexpectedly and saw the knife in the black-robed man's hand falling into Feng Liye's hand.
"Oh, Prince Li, are these three swords going to hit me?" The man in black robe seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Feng Liye's face was expressionless. From beginning to end, she never glanced at Chu Qingge.
"After three stabs, can I let him go?"
"Okay!" The man in black robe agreed.
"He lied...well!" Before Chu Qingge could finish her words, her neck tightened and she could no longer speak.
Feng Liye can't really be that stupid, right? He just believes what people say?
After trying every possible means to lure him here, how could he be released so easily?
But what she saw was that Feng Liye raised his hand casually, and the shining knife disappeared into Feng Liye's shoulder in an instant.
"Ugh!" Chu Qingge wanted to struggle, but the man in black robe pinched her throat, as if he had completely locked all the holes in her body.
She couldn't even move!
In his sight, bright red blood slid down Feng Liye's shoulder along the short knife.
It fell to the ground, and the ground was scarlet.
The man standing in the pool of blood did not change his expression and calmly pulled out the dagger.
With a twist of his wrist, the second knife penetrated deeply!
