The man who had been lowering his head raised his eyes, people saw the coldness in his eyes, and when they touched him, they didn't dare to look at his eyes again, there were ghosts in them.
There was despair in his voice, but the hand holding the sword did not tremble. In that quiet posture, people suddenly had a feeling that if anyone stopped him, he would kill that person. If everyone here stops him, he will kill everyone.
In shock, some people could not help but step back. The crowd kicked and stomped, and the crowd suddenly rioted.
"Master?" Kang Ning frowned and looked at Bai Zhanzhi, Bai Zhanzhi closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was full of light again, and said loudly, "My fellow villagers, the Feng family has lost their friendship tonight. Feng is here. It is announced that tonight's wedding is canceled! This is the crime of losing friendship, and Feng Mou will make amends to you another day."
Bai Zhanzhi glanced at Uncle Shi and Yan's couple, they understood, and immediately began to evacuate the guests together with the servants.
"The wedding will not be cancelled."
A voice sounded from the hall. His voice was even modest, but his aura was no less than that of Bai Zhanzhi. It was Bai Zhanfeng! He supported Xuanji with one hand, and drew out the long sword from under Xifu with the other.
On this rejoicing day, the bridegroom was carrying a weapon with him, and no one was not surprised. How could he know that Bai Zhanfeng was worried that the Murong brothers and sisters would take the opportunity to attack, and he was also carrying his own troops in addition to the secret defense. From the moment he proposed marriage, he knew very well that Xuanji was his life.
"Zhan'er!" Bai Zhanzhi reprimanded in a deep voice, and said sharply, "Uncle Shi, send the guests out!"
A moment ago, a flood of guests arrived, and at this moment, it was like a beast scattered, and everyone's face was panic-stricken.
Between the overlapping figures, two equally stalwart men stood facing each other, each pointing to one side with their swords. Long Zijin and the others had also walked behind Long Feili, each clenching their swords.
Bai Zhanfeng has always been filial to his father, so Bai Zhanfeng swallowed his words through gritted teeth, stared at the back of the last guest and disappeared in a panic in the dark night outside the gate, bowed his head and said: "Brother Xuan, congratulations without a full house of guests, can you? Will you blame Big Brother?"
Xuanji slowly raised her head from Bai Zhanfeng's arms, her eyes fell on the red silk handkerchief he was holding tightly in his sword, smiled, and shook his head gently.
Bai Zhanfeng was overjoyed, and at the same time, pushed Xuanji behind her back.
She forgot about him, but smiled at the other man, such a tolerant and gentle smile. Long Feili laughed. His wounds were not healed, and he planned to chase for several days. His blood was surging, his throat was itching, and a sweet smell was forced to his tongue. He just swallowed heavily, raised his wrist, and handed the majestic sword move to Bai Zhanfeng.
With the long sword pulled, Bai Zhanfeng's eyes glowed like electricity, and instead of retreating, he greeted him.
At this time, Bai Zhanzhi shouted sharply, "Zhan'er, if you still think I'm your father, even if you die, you mustn't touch this person!"
Bai Zhanfeng was shocked. The martial arts between him and Long Feili were already in the middle of each other. If they were masters, a small gap was enough to kill them. He hesitated for a while, Long Feili's cold sword energy had already broken through the air, Bai Zhanfeng smiled bitterly, but resolutely withdrew his sword energy, the sword's tip slashed into the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.
Long Feili sneered, such a victory, he disdains it!
It's just that his sword power was exhausted, and he couldn't eliminate it any more. He immediately suppressed his internal force. This backpressure, the internal force counterattacked, and hit his body. A mouthful of blood came up again, and the tip of the sword still pierced into Bai Zhanfeng's chest. The momentum and strength have weakened.
This series of changes in a matter of seconds, no one could have expected, with a soft "poof" sound, blood gurgled down from Bai Zhanfeng's clothes with a soft sword.
"Zhan'er!" Corning cried out in mourning.
Xuanji was stunned, staring blankly at the red hijab that slipped from Bai Zhanfeng's hand, spread out on the ground.
Feelings of grief and anger surged all over her body immediately, she gritted her teeth, and pulled out the long sword from Wu Qi's waist beside her. Wu Qi was stunned by the scene in front of her. She was caught off guard and taught Xuanji to take the sword.
Bai Zhanfeng only taught her the sword for a day, Xuanji only knew how to stab, and there was no move at all...
Even if they were seriously injured that day, Murong Lin and the other seven teamed up, and they didn't get any advantage from Long Feili's men, let alone Xuanji? However, he just stared blankly at her bright red figure rushing towards him, just like in Huayin Palace that day, he saw her dressed in red and walked towards him with a slight smile.
Perhaps, that day's laughter was not for him; just like, the tears on her face were not for him at the moment.
Yes. Her mind was already a blank sheet of paper, and she even forgot the peaceful life in the small fishing village for just a few days. That night, she carried him on the long street to seek medical treatment. She was weak and strong at the same time. She finally thought that she could relate to each other, all of them, she had forgotten all about it.
However, once she loved him so much, he knew, and then he finally knew how she loved him, when he was willing to die with the enemy for her that night. The country, at that moment, is not too much, it is not that it does not love this great river and mountain handed over by the father. However, he loves her, so he doesn't want her to die, that's all.
In Bihua Palace, he finally understood her determination and despair when she bumped into Xu Xi's sword tip.
However, it was too late, and they could never go back.
Now, she hates him deeply because of a man.
Then, what reason does he have to avoid her sword
He smiled lightly and listened to the sound of the sword tip piercing his chest. He raised three silver needles in his hand and uttered them. Those were the three Purple Guards who were protecting him in the dark. Fearing that they would hurt her, he shot the needles into her. Their big hole, blocking all their movements.
Three bangs landed.
As bright as the red plum after the snow, Xuanji stared blankly at the long sword that she had brought into the chest of the man in front of her. Before she woke up, tears had already fallen from her eyes.
"Why don't you avoid it?" she murmured, but in the blurred vision, the man carefully took out something from his arms and handed it to her gently.
Such a light movement, as if afraid to startle her.