Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 195 [Ah, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! 】(7)

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His Royal Highness is in the car!
For this kind of words, Sweeping Old Feng naturally didn't believe it, and he didn't pay attention to it. The steps under his feet didn't change at all, and he approached slowly with a natural frequency. He didn't stand still until he was a foot in front of the carriage.

"Your Excellency, come out and fight!"

Sweeping old Feng said that he wanted to defeat him completely in another battle, to wash away the shame of being injured for no reason.

"Sweeping Old Feng actually invited this assassin to fight?" Someone exclaimed, guessing what Old Feng was planning.

Many people showed excitement, expecting the people in the carriage to get off, but one breath passed, two breaths passed, no one got out of the carriage, and there was no sound, if it wasn't for being able to see through the hole left by the spear There are people inside, I'm afraid everyone will feel that there is no one in the car.

"Why didn't he come down? Could it be that he didn't dare to fight, or was he injured too badly before, and he no longer has the strength to fight?"

Everyone turned their attention and made guesses, but saw Lao Feng's face became more and more gloomy, and finally said with a smile: "Since you don't want to come out, let me drag you out."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, flipped his palm, and suddenly slapped it forward. A swirling wind was generated from his palm and crushed towards the carriage, like a tornado passing through.

The violent palm force startled the horses, lifted the curtain of the carriage, revealing a figure sitting cross-legged inside.

presumptuous!Embarrassment flashed across Yang Gan's eyes. This person dared to force him to get off the car. He was really brave. However, he did not call out his identity directly. He, let people know that although he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, his strength is not weak.

Yang Gan let out a cold snort, his cross-legged body moved slightly, but there was an energy generated from the surface of his body, which spread outwards, and immediately fixed the curtain of the car, and a breath of great wealth and honor spread out, looking down upon the heavens. Immediately appease the frightened horse, let it stop its trampling hooves, and become quiet.

This aura is indescribably precious, lofty, not only Yang Qian's hard work, but also mixed with his power and aura as a prince and prince. This is his unique internal strength formed by combining his own status, nobleness and aura. .

In front of this vigor, Lao Feng's palm strength is simply inferior to that of a beggar. When he saw this aura, he immediately collapsed in all directions, like the most humble beggar facing an elegant nobleman, feeling ashamed. Instantly melts.

"This breath..." Sweeping Old Feng was taken aback, he clearly felt a majestic atmosphere, like the emperor sitting on a dragon chair, holding the power of the country and controlling the life and death of all living beings.

Is it really His Royal Highness?Sweeping the floor old Feng was in doubt, and fell into hesitation for a while, how could ordinary people have such a royal aura.

"Maybe it's a remnant of the previous dynasty?" Sweeping Lao Feng's heart moved, thinking of what Wu Wenhou mentioned before, saying that the old man riding a crane in Laohou's mansion today is a remnant of the previous dynasty. , I'm afraid it's also the remnants of the previous dynasty, thinking so, he suddenly felt relieved.

Suspicion dissipated, shame and anger surged, and he was shocked without even seeing the other party's face. This was quite a shame for him.

He didn't say a word, he stepped forward, his palm suddenly enlarged, it was still the big red blood handprint, a fishy smell spread out, he pushed it out, and shouted: "Since you can't shrink back, I will force you down!"

(End of this chapter)