On Xingluo Mountain, where you can see it, it is bright red.

In the hall of the heroes, the high-spirited chant of the master of ceremonies sounded.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two worship the high hall."

"Husband and wife worship each other."

"Licheng."

Jiang Qingli, who was dressed in a red wedding dress, stood quietly in the Hall of Heroes, the delicate tassel hanging down from the golden headdress replaced the red hijab, his demeanor was dignified and generous, and he was beautiful, but his expression was indifferent, and he had no joy of getting married.

It seems that since entering the mission world, she has married twice, but neither of them is what she wants.

Yun Hengting, who was standing next to her, was hunting in red, full of spirit, and his eyes occasionally revealed the excitement and thirst for killing when the prey entered the cage.

Outside the main hall, I don't know when, the sound of swords fighting against each other sounded.

Jiang Qingli stared outside, as if she could see one figure after another falling down, her footsteps couldn't help but move towards the outside of the hall, wanting to confirm that Yun Canghai and Shan Yiming were not among them.

"Senior sister, it's dangerous outside, the sword has no eyes, be careful of hurting yourself." Yun Hengting grabbed her wrist for the first time to stop her from walking out, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips hooked, "Come on, send Madame back to the room for placement." ”

The two female disciples of the Demon Sect stepped forward and spoke respectfully: "Madam, please!" ”

Jiang Qingli was silent for a moment, and then left with them without saying a word, her pace was unhurried, and even revealed a leisurely stroll.

The Qunying Hall is some distance away from the new house, except for the two female disciples of the Demon Sect who escorted her, everyone else participated in the fight outside the hall, and the movement outside was so big, no matter whether the person who came was Yun Canghai or Shan Yiming, they must have made preparations to attack Xingluo Mountain.

Maybe today is a good day to take revenge on Yun Hengting.

Jiang Qingli thought wildly, she stopped her pace suddenly, because not far ahead, a man appeared that surprised and surprised her.

Shan Yiming held the sharp cold sword, and his originally spotless frost-colored clothes were stained with bright red blood in many places, some of which were his, and some of which belonged to others. The hair hanging down on both sides of the forehead was wet with sweat, and it was messy and sticking to that cold face, and the deep and dark starry eyes stared deeply at Jiang Qingli in a red wedding dress, and the expression at the bottom of the eyes was complex but full of inexplicable firmness.

Jiang Qingli looked at him blankly, speechless, and under the tassels of the golden hair ornament, those beautiful and ethereal eyes were already covered with a layer of mist.

The two female disciples of the Demon Sect beside her drew their long swords one after another, assuming a posture of facing the enemy.

It's a pity that they were all defeated by Shan Yiming's sword in the end, he didn't kill him, and the two female disciples were injured and fled back to the Qunying Palace, intending to report the matter to Yun Hengting.

Jiang Qingli and Shan Yiming had no time to take care of other things, because they only had each other's existence in their eyes at the moment.

"Big Brother Shan...... How did you come? Jiang Qingli's voice was trembling, she thought that she was wearing a red wedding dress at the moment, and she had even bowed to other men, the tip of her nose couldn't help but be sore, and tears fell.

"I'll take you away." The man's voice was low and hoarse, he approached her, looking at the stunning face covered with tears under the golden tassels, and his heart throbbed, "I regret it, I shouldn't have let you leave me." ”

Shan Yiming's heart was about to suffocate when he thought of the torment he had suffered during this time, especially when he was ready to take everything and led people to attack Xingluo Mountain, when he heard the master of ceremonies chanting loudly outside the hall, every word was like a knife cutting his heart.

He fought outside the hall, but the woman he loved was forced to worship with other men in the hall, and the feeling was probably a little more painful than Ling Chi.