Mo Liyuan is also a prodigy who is a swordsman himself.
What's more, at Yueshanmen, the sword technique of combining two swords is even more powerful amid the affectionate love.
Therefore, Lu Ding didn't need to take action, the sword energy between the two of them had completely enveloped them.
Originally, they just wanted to take the young master back, but they just couldn't stand these self-proclaimed famous families, so the three of them did these things.
But who would have thought that now he would be besieged by the young master.
It was impossible for them to hurt the young master, so they kept killing the woman, but... the young master kept blocking the woman.
This kind of thing is really frustrating.
The three of them are originally from the same mother, and their ordinary cultivation also relies on feeling.
Whatever one person thinks of, the other two people will normally know what they have guessed.
When Lu Qingqing saw them, he knew their intentions. Seeing them being timid because of Mo Liyuan being here, he felt even more secretive in his heart.
Two people surrounded Lu Qingying, but how could Lu Qingying be surrounded so easily.
Her body softened slightly and she quickly dodged away. The two people rushed to Mo Liyuan in an instant.
When he arrived in front of Mo Liyuan, he was very frightened and hid away.
Mo Liyuan had been fighting with them until now, so why didn't he understand what they were doing.
At that moment, the sword in his hand stabbed a person in the neck.
The man's blood soon splattered on the spot.
After one person died, the other two people also froze for a moment, as if they had lost their vitality in an instant, and started to stagger.
Seeing them like this, how could Lu Qingqing let them go
Before Lu Ding could say the words "Leave a living person alive", her sword had already pierced the throats of the two people.
There were still many people surrounding the big red wedding hall.
The three men in black were just lying on the ground, with gurgling blood flowing freely.
Lu Qingming watched indifferently, her Feng Yin was still held in her hand, and blood was dripping from the tip of her sword.
Bright red blood flowed all over the floor.
"Hurry and clean it up for me!"
Lu Ding scolded loudly, it was really bad luck.
In short, Lu Ding felt that his temples were beating suddenly.
Soon, the bodies on the Xitang were carried away, and the blood on the carpet was washed clean.
Even among the curls of incense, there is still a faint smell of blood.
This is not something that can be simply covered up.
Lu Qingqing and Mo Liyuan wiped the swords in their hands clean again and placed them on the tray held by the maid on one side.
The maid watched them put the swords up, and then stood with frowning, very respectful.
"Wife greetings!!"
The two of them had not finished the ceremony before.
After hearing this, the two stood face to face again, looking at each other, and each other's faces were reflected in each other's smiling eyes.
The two men gently bent down and bowed to each other, completing the ceremony.
"Send it to the bridal chamber!"
Following this sound, the two people held hands with each other and walked outside. The maids on both sides held flower baskets and scattered flowers.
The bright red wedding robes worn by the two people seemed to be flowing in the sunlight.