It is foreseeable that when Liao Zanhua cried and said all this, everyone was shocked, angry, and angry...... It's like an overturned color palette, and in the end it's mixed up - black!

Lu Yang could no longer suppress the anger that burst out, and raised his hand to give Lu Qing a heavy punch.

Not to be outdone, Lu Qing fought back, and then the two scuffled.

As a result, the entire auditorium was completely chaotic.

Everyone rushed over, some persuaded to fight, some cursed Lu Qing for being a brute, some helped Lu Yang beat Lu Qing together, and some were usually unconvinced by Lu Yang, and took the opportunity to play the black hand in the name of pulling the frame...... In short, everything has become chaotic.

Cursing, shouting, shouting...... The voices were so mixed up that it was impossible to tell who was saying what.

There were also a few young children who hid and cried loudly.

And in such chaos, no one noticed that Liao Zanhua, the bride today, had been squeezed into the corner of the auditorium, crying bitterly and heartbroken, but no one cared. Even, no one noticed her.

Two men fight over her, and the whole village is in a mess for her, but she, the protagonist, is squeezed into a corner and no one notices.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a short sword on the ground—it was the sword she used to marry.

The Sword Sect is a very interesting semi-closed sect, the people here are proud of the sword, regard the sword as a friend, and any major life event is inseparable from the sword. Giving swords at birth, practicing martial arts to cast swords, marrying swords, and even when you die, you have to enshrine your sword and immortal card in the sword shrine. It can be said that anyone who does not have a sword on them is embarrassed to go out.

Therefore, when the marrying sword was accidentally hit to the ground by the chaotic crowd and accidentally kicked at Liao Zanhua's feet, the tragedy of the story was finalized at this moment.

Maybe it's out of guilt for Lu Yang, maybe it's because he feels that he can't see anyone anymore, or maybe he's exhausted...... No matter what the reason, at this moment, Liao Zanhua, who had completely collapsed, resolutely gritted her teeth and picked up the short sword, pulled out the scabbard, and then ......

stabbed into his heart.

A sword that pierced the heart.

A sword also broke my heart......

From now on, this heart may not hurt anymore.

Because, it has been numb to pain.

……

"Xiaohua!!" Lu Yang, who was tearing each other apart with Lu Qing and was beating each other, suddenly caught a glimpse of the slowly falling figure.

At that moment, he went crazy. Ignoring the fist that was about to hit Lu Qing's face in the round, only the red figure was left in the field of vision.

At that moment, it was as if time stood still.

Everything stopped.

The auditorium suddenly fell silent, and there was no more sound.

All eyes were focused on Liao Zanhua's slowly falling figure, as well as ...... The sword that pierced her heart.

Shocked, horrified, unbelievable...... All sorts of complicated eyes gathered.

Until......

"Little flower-!!" Liao Zanhua's mother suddenly let out a sad cry to make people come back to their senses, and then they looked at each other and were shocked.

The atmosphere of sadness is quietly spreading.

Lu Yang was like losing his soul, he couldn't remember how he got to Xiaohua and how he picked her up. I only remember that when he came back to his senses, Liao Zanhua was already lying in his arms, with guilt, pain, and heartbreaking weakness in his eyes......

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, gently caressing Lu Yang's face, Pear Blossom's tearful face occupied all kinds of complicated looks, and her trembling lips murmured softly: "Brother Yang, I'm sorry...... Forgive me......"

Lu Yang couldn't cry anymore, he just nodded vigorously, desperately nodding......

It was the first time in his life that he could remember shedding tears.

He thought he was a strong man, and he thought he would never shed a tear for anyone in his life. Until this moment, he knew that his heart was also fragile.

The fragility is like glass, and when you stab it lightly, it shatters into the brilliance of the ground.

And then......

Quietly, into tears.

Xiaohua is gone, and no amount of promise, no amount of pleading, can keep her footsteps.

Just turned around, gently, and left.

……

Life is a firework, in a moment of dazzling and dazzling, ushering in only silence.

It may be a period of time, but everything that has been remembered has already taken root in my heart, and what is gorgeous is just the light rubbing of time.

Those were still vivid, but they could never be touched again.

On that day, our story came to an early end.

That day...... In my eyes, there is no sunny day......

……

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha......"

When everyone was immersed in a sad atmosphere, Lu Qing suddenly covered his eyes and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Laughing so sadly, laughing so much...... Crazy.

Tears flowed from between your fingers.

"Brute!" Lu Yang and Lu Qing's father suddenly roared angrily and slapped Lu Qing in the face fiercely. But Lu Qing was still laughing wildly in the sky as if he didn't know it, laughing breathlessly, laughing breathlessly.

"You're crazy!" Father Lu pointed at Lu Qing, trembling with anger: "You brute is crazy!!"

After that, it was another slap in the face.

"Smack!" a crisp slap echoed through the auditorium.

This slap also completely "woke up" Lu Qing, his crazy laughter stopped abruptly, Huo Di raised his head, and his red eyes glared at his father viciously like weeping blood.

In those red eyes, there was no trace of the past feelings, only deep disgust and hatred.

He hated his parents, he hated everyone here, and he hated ...... His own brother.

Gritting his teeth, Lu Qing suddenly laughed, with a hideous smile, looking strange and full of deep malice.

"Enough!!" Father Lu slapped it again, but this slap did not slap Lu Qing's face, because he tilted his head back and dodged it in time.

Lu's father couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, in his impression, his youngest son has always been cowardly and timid, and he can't fight back and scold back, no matter how he fights, he doesn't even dare to hide. Why did he suddenly get angry today? But when he reacted, he was even more angry.

This brute defiled his brother and sister-in-law, and even killed one corpse and two lives. If he doesn't give an explanation today, how can he be worthy of Liao Zanhua's parents?

Thinking of this, Father Lu raised his palm again, and was about to fan it fiercely.

But Lu Qing looked at him coldly, sneered and said, "Why don't you continue to fight?"

"You ......" Father Lu's trembling finger pointed at Lu Qing, and said angrily: "You brute, are you crazy?!"