Lian Nanchun dealt with it for a few words and then moved to the front yard. I saw Madam Yang and the newly hired martial artist Ying Chuanlin standing at the door holding knives and swords with serious expressions. This formed a great contrast with the scene of laughter and laughter in the hall.
Lian Nanchun glanced at Ying Chuanlin and said, "Is Master Ying's injury healed?"
Ying Chuanlin smiled softly and said, "Thank you very much, Boss Yu, for your concern. My wound is no longer serious."
Lian Nanchun said with a smile: "That's good, today is a happy day, others are drinking happily, you two don't have to be polite, go inside and have fun with them!"
The two of them already knew Lian Nanchun's identity in the Tianxiao organization, so Lian Nanchun's words at this time seemed to be spoken in the tone of a boss speaking to his subordinates.
Mrs. Yang liked liveliness the most, and these words were exactly what she wanted. After hearing this, she hurriedly said: "Yes!" She cupped her hands at the two of them and went to the inner courtyard.
Only Ying Chuanlin stood expressionless.
Lian Nanchun said: "Master Ying, why don't you go? Don't worry, I'm here!"
Ying Chuanlin said calmly: "Ying has always been a loner and doesn't like to join in the fun. Thank you very much, Boss Yu, for your kindness."
Lian Nanchun groaned and thought to himself: This senior brother named Ying deserves to be called Ling Yun. He is cautious and prudent, and is more difficult to deal with than that kind of person. You should be careful with this person tonight.
Among the six disciples, Zhang Weigu has the highest martial arts, and Ling Boer is the shrewdest. If these two people join forces to deal with Ying Chuanlin, they will have a sure chance of victory.
Lian Nanchun made up his mind, but his face remained calm. He muttered a few compliments and then turned to the front yard.
Before I knew it, it was time to turn on the lamp. The crescent moon is like a hook, hanging in the quiet night sky, the cool breeze is blowing, and the autumn insects are chirping.
The whole night, Mr. He's house was brightly lit and bustling with people. It was nearly the third watch, and the guests dispersed in twos and threes, and the house gradually calmed down.
He Chenglin drunkenly staggered back to the bridal chamber with the support of two maids. He sent away the maids, girls, Xiniang and others in the room, and walked to the bride with a smile on his face.
The hijab was taken off, revealing the bride's delicate, shy face.
He slowly sat down against her, held this lovely lady in his arms, gently pressed his fiery face against the bride's beautiful face, and whispered: "Miss Ding, no ——Now it’s time for me to call you ma’am, we finally got what we wanted…”
Ding Mengxuan's face was flushed, and he lowered his head shyly, remaining coquettishly silent...
At this time, the door of the bridal chamber suddenly banged at an inappropriate time, and the noise was like thunder.
He Chenglin couldn't help but feel disappointed and said impatiently: "It's so late, who is knocking on the door?"
I heard Lian Nanchun say in a low voice outside: Mr. Sir, I have something important to tell you..."
He Chenglin was startled and thought: She suddenly called the door so late. Could something have happened in the gang? Although he was a little reluctant, he had to let go of his arms around the beauty and said softly: "Madam, I have something to do. Come as soon as you go."
Although Ding Mengxuan was unhappy, he was embarrassed to say anything and just nodded lightly.
He Chenglin opened the door and followed Lian Nanchun into the courtyard. He looked around and saw no one around, then asked, "What's going on?"
Lian Nanchun said: "I just heard the news that someone wants to take advantage of your grand ceremony to deliberately murder you -" If she said it carelessly, the rouge button in her hand below had been sent out, and it went straight to He Chenglin's chest. Stab it!
He Chenglin reluctantly leaned forward, and the rouge button was off and locked on his left rib. The reason why he was on guard was because at the last moment of Lian Nanchun's words, he caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in the other person's eyes!
He Chenglin covered the wound tightly with his right hand. Blood was pouring out, seeping out along the fingers, and the clothes on his chest were soon a bright red.
The severe pain made He Chenglin feel dizzy, and he could hardly support his shaky body. His face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You...why?..."
Lian Nanchun said in a ferocious voice: "You should know better than anyone else! Li Ruiyun, you are extremely ambitious. In order to seize the position of gang leader, you did not hesitate to despicably murder the former gang leader..."
He Chenglin said in a trembling voice: "You...who did you hear this from?..."
Lian Nanchun snorted, "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. Do you think what you do is so secretive?"
He Chenglin's eyes were scarlet and hissed: "I... understand..."
Lian Nanchun said sternly: "You understand, but it's a pity that you understood it too late!"
He Chenglin's regret was written on his face.
He understood it too late. If he had known all this earlier (what he is thinking now is: Lian Nanchun probably already knew the cause and effect of his murder of her father, Tianxiao's former head coach Tingzhong), he would not have known about it. He would be so careless about his love rival and blindly optimistic; he only thought that his rival had fallen, so how could he have thought that Lian Nanchun would suddenly turn against him!
His face turned livid and he cursed bitterly: "Damn you bitch!..."
But Lian Nanchun didn't allow him to say anything more; she raised her jade hand, unsheathed her long sword, and stabbed him straight in the chest with the "White Clouds Out" gesture.
He Chenglin dodged, he didn't bring a weapon - which groom would carry a weapon on his big day? In desperation, he took off the sweat towel wrapped around his waist and used it to resist his opponent's sharp blade.
No, this is not a sweat towel, but a soft blade that looks like a sweat towel wrapped around the waist! What is called the three caves of a cunning rabbit? This is what makes He Chenglin extraordinary.
The fight between the two was so fierce that some of them even had sweaty palms. Although He Chenglin was injured, his moves had not been weakened at all - this was a life-or-death duel, and he had tried his best to defeat his opponent and get faster.
Lian Nanchun gradually fell behind. But she didn't panic because she had already been fully prepared.
She whistled softly outside the courtyard.
But outside the courtyard, a figure hiding behind the sloping bushes flashed. A tall, masked man in black moved his nimble figure, like a nimble swallow, and landed lightly. in front of her.
His sharp clear eyes flashed and he said solemnly: "I'll deal with him!"
His black and white eyes and Lian Nanchun's autumn eyes looked at each other, they nodded understandingly, and then smiled in return.
Lian Nanchun stepped aside; the masked man in black unsheathed his long sword and faced him with a fierce murderous aura.
In just a dozen rounds, He Chenglin had already realized the subtlety and mastery of his opponent's moves. Especially the killer moves of "Flowing Water Falling Flowers" and "Sinking Fish Falling Wild Goose" were so mysterious and mysterious that he was in a hurry and overwhelmed.
Especially in the last move, the end of the opponent's sword struck his shirt with lightning speed, scratching the flesh and causing a sharp pain.
At the beginning, He Chenglin didn't pay much attention to the coming person. He thought: Even Lian Nanchun is no match for me, so what do you mean by this unknown person who came out halfway?
At this moment, he was almost injured by the opponent's sharp and swift sword, and he couldn't help but feel frightened. He covered his wound and said in a trembling voice: "You...who are you?..."
The man in black gritted his teeth and said: "The person who wants your life!"
He Chenglin suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar. But the opponent no longer allowed him to think too much. The sword in his hand intensified and he frequently struck out with killing moves. With the force of thunder and lightning, He Chenglin was forced to panic and retreat continuously.
He Chenglin was first injured by Lian Nanchun's Rouge Button, and then stabbed by the sword of the man in black. He lost too much blood, and his physical strength and energy have been weakened a lot. Now that they have been fighting for a long time, he feels increasingly weak, out of breath, and exhausted. .
In terms of martial arts attainments, He Chenglin and this masked man in black were on par with each other, but due to He Chenglin's various disadvantages, he was already invincible under the opponent's superb and fierce sword attack.
When He Chenglin was panicking, he couldn't help but wonder: Where are the servants guarding the front yard? They have been making trouble here for so long, why don't they come to help? He couldn't help shouting at the top of his lungs: "There is an assassin! Come quickly!..."
Lian Nanchun said coldly from the side: "Li Ruiyun, you don't have to shout, they can't come! If we don't have full confidence, we won't dare to pluck the tiger's hair."
He Chenglin felt despair in his heart. At this time, his lower body had been kicked by the opponent, and he staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.
The masked man in black stepped forward, thrust out his sword in his hand, and made a gesture of "white dew across the river". The eerie tip of the sword emits a cold light, and it went straight to his chest.
He Chenglin raised his head and was face to face with the other party's cold, murderous eyes.
Those eyes were like cold stars and sharp swords, filled with infinite hatred. He Chenglin suddenly recognized the other party and murmured: "You... you are Ling Yun. It turns out you are not dead..."
Ling Yun sneered sadly and said word by word: "That's right! He Chenglin, no, now I should call you Gang Leader Li. You pretended to be a relative of the emperor and framed Mr. Lu. I will make you pay with blood!"
As he spoke, he used the long sword in his hand to stab He Chenglin's chest with a "white rainbow piercing the sun" movement!
