When they reacted, they became angry and angry, and shouted loudly with a hint of anger, "Devil, today is your memorial day!"
Before everyone could see Song Yu's movements clearly, they only saw him gently raising his hand. The man who made the rude words covered his neck and struggled to the ground. The blood burst from his neck, and there was no trace of the color of joy. A sense of dissonance.
Song Yu looked at the struggling people on the ground with a smile, and looked at the people in front of him who looked like they were facing formidable enemies. He softly spoke with a faint murderous intention and said: "Today is my big day. I hope you will pay attention to me." The marriage ceremony with the saint."
He looked at everyone in front of him who dared to be angry but dared not speak, and wanted to kill him but did not hesitate to die. He raised his eyebrows slightly with a sarcastic smile, clapped his hands gently, and the sound echoed in the lobby. He just stopped The drumming sound started up again.
A Xipo appeared in the lobby holding Chi Yao's hand, and Song Yu looked in her direction with a hint of warmth in his eyes.
He walked quickly to Chi Yao, took the handkerchief from her hand, and took her to the center of the worship hall.
The best man on the side quickly shouted "Bow down to heaven and earth!", and after watching the two newlyweds bow down, shouted "Bow down to heaven and earth twice!"
Song Yu helped Chi Yao turn around and bowed to the empty hall.
"Couple greetings!"
When the two were about to face each other for the last bow, an arrow suddenly flew towards the two people in the hall. Song Yu felt the danger coming from the air, and pulled Chi Yao to avoid the arrow.
But Chi Yao's hijab accidentally fell to the ground while avoiding it. Song Yu narrowed his eyes and looked outside, and saw the prince holding a bow and arrow in his hand. A smile at the corner of his mouth inexplicably irritated his thoughts.
He sneered, with a hint of indifference and murderous intent in his smile, and the violence in his eyes suddenly emerged.
Chi Yao's face also appeared in front of everyone, and this arrow was like a declaration of war, instantly alerting everyone.
Song Yu sighed, with a tyrannical expression of dissatisfaction, smiled slightly, and said with a cold voice: "I wanted you to live a little longer, but since you want to die so much, I'll grant you my wish!"
He raised his hand and curled his fingertips downward slightly, with a feeling of domineering and unquestionable oppression.
Just when they were still on guard, suddenly, the sword came through the air and flew towards them with a fierce aura.
Everyone resisted the menacing arrows, and even the prince reacted quickly to find a place to hide.
Some people who didn't react died from the random arrows, leaving only those who had always remained vigilant.
"Today, everyone who wants to kill me is here, so let me spare your lives!"
The bloodlust in Song Yu's eyes suddenly arose, and he felt a flash of joy in his heart as he looked at the people hiding outside.
"Yaoyao, are you happy?"
He looked at Chi Yao with a slight arc.
Chi Yao was shocked, and then she realized that he was avenging her!
He knows the transactions between Jianghu and the imperial court!
And the person doing this transaction was the saint from the past.
In the past, saints were sent to the imperial court as crown princesses. Unfortunately, Song Yu fell in love with the saint this time - Chi Yao.
Chi Yao looked at him with complicated eyes, said nothing, and looked at him with her lips pursed.
"Yao Yao, don't be afraid! After I kill them, no one will dare to force you in the future, and you can marry me with peace of mind!"
Song Yu looked at her with deep affection in his eyes and a little bit of madness.
"You have never been a princess, you will only be mine!"
