"Boom!"

Sen Han's sword blade rubbed against the ground and made a piercing sword sound, and the sword flowers flying wildly, like dazzling Qiong flowers, formed a discordant picture with the cold plums swishing and falling on the trees and flying in the wind.

The man holding the sword was dressed in white, his black hair was dancing wildly, his clothes moved with him, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were glowing with a cold and cold light, and his handsome face was full of pain.

"Master, will you come to Wan'er's wedding tomorrow?"

"Do you know that teachers don't like to be lively......"

Thinking of this, Yeli hated her heart with a lot of pain, and the corners of her mouth outlined a self-deprecating sneer, yes, today is her wedding date......

Three years together, fleeting, the past flashed in my mind.

"Master, Wan'er is hungry."

"Master, Wan'er has a nightmare."

"Master, Wan'er wants to hear your deeds of wandering the rivers and lakes."

"Master......"

That innocent, innocent, simple and lovely smile replayed over and over again in his mind, and his body in the cold wind was shrouded in ice and frost, cold, but he couldn't freeze the memories that were frantically torn in his mind.

If she finds a lover, he will go to the end of the world with a sword, and from then on the stranger of the world is just ......

The elegant eyes were full of cold and cold killing intent, and the tightly pursed lips were actually chapped and bleeding, which was particularly dazzling on that handsome face, and he had no time to take care of the complicated and strange gazes from both sides of the street, and he raised his breath to push the speed of the sweep to the extreme.

……

In the cold winter, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the sun in the sky is like fire, but the wind in Cangwu is cold and biting.

Today's weather is fine, perfect for marriage.

The son of the master of the Absolute Shadow Gate married the only beloved apprentice of the Nine Swords Prince, which seems to be a good story.

One is noble and talented, and the other is strong and beautiful in martial arts, which is a match made in heaven in the eyes of the world.

However, behind this lively and festive phenomenon, there is an undercurrent, which is a conspiracy......

Shadow Gate.

In front of the solemn and magnificent mansion are sprinkled with red petals, and red hydrangeas are hung high at both ends of the door plaque, on which are written three big characters - Jueying Gate.

The hydrangea swings in the wind, as if the whole world is reflected in red.

Standing in front of the Shadow Gate, Ye Lihate held a sharp sword in his hand, his body was straight and strong, looking at the red hydrangea swaying in the wind, but the bottom of his eyes was gloomy, and the cold wind rolled up the petals spread on the ground, although it was fragrant and rappy, it suffocated him for a while.

Ink-dyed black eyes stared at the neatly cut and pasted red word "Xi", unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand a little tighter, and resolutely stepped on the steps covered with red carpet, one step, two steps, three steps...... Every step seemed extremely heavy.

"Master, aren't you happy that Wan'er has found a good partner?"

“…… Glad. ”

"Then why don't you laugh?"

"You really want to ...... Do you want to marry him? ”

"Yes, marrying a beloved is Wan'er's greatest wish in this life."

"Yes...... Can you not get married? ”

"Hehe, isn't the master reluctant to be a girl?

"What if you are reluctant, you are happy......"

"Marrying your beloved, of course Juan'er will be happy."

The crisp and beautiful sound like the murmuring of the stream lingered in his mind, and his eyes gradually reddened, Wan'er, if you ruin your wedding banquet and take you away, will you hate to be a teacher?

"Today is the day of the young master's wedding, and idle people are not allowed to enter, can there be an invitation in the son's hand?"

A murderous aura flashed in Ye Li's red eyes that were like quenched venom, and without hesitation, he sent the flashing sharp sword into the door guard's abdomen, drew the sword and closed the sword, and completed it in one go.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at the guards, holding the sword dripping with blood in his hand, and stepped into the inner mansion of the Shadow Gate step by step, the bright red and warm blood dripping on the road, like a blooming cold plum, very dazzling.

The guard looked at the trickling blood from his lower abdomen in disbelief, and his heart was in despair, looking at the arrogant and cold man in white who walked away with his sword, and he didn't even have time to rise before he could breathe.

"Murder, an enemy has broken in!" A frightened and piercing voice reached into the sky.

"Who is coming, who dares to trespass on my ......?"

A middle-aged man wearing golden armor and an iron helmet didn't finish his words, and then ushered in Ye Li's fierce sword.

"Boom!"

The strong sword wind was accompanied by the sound of whirring air in the air, and the sword light flashed across the air like lightning, only a snort was heard, and the captain of the guard who tried to play a majestic role had been split in half, and he didn't even have time to scream to death.

Seeing the captain being smashed to death, dozens of guards wearing armor and iron helmets suddenly had blank brains, and their hearts were horrified, and after feeling the cold and strong murderous aura on the man's body, they were so frightened that even the hand holding the sword trembled.

Ye Li's face was calm, but his eyes were red, ignoring the guards who were eyeing him but did not dare to step forward, and went straight to the front yard with his cold sword.

"Stop, stop." I can't believe that this handsome and lonely man in white, who is not stained with fine dust, is actually a bloodthirsty demon who kills people without blinking.

"Whoever dares to stand in my way, die!" It was only a number, but it was like a heavy hammer striking on the hearts of everyone, completely destroying the minds of the enemy.

All the guards who tried to block it suddenly did not dare to come forward, and looked at this bloodthirsty and violent man in horror as if he had killed a god.

"He is the son of the Nine Swords, and he hates ...... at night"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, but after reaching people's ears, they all shrank their pupils like ghosts, abandoned their swords and fled.

The name Night Away Hate is definitely a terrifying existence that makes people smell and change.

The Shadow Gate, which was originally full of lights and red tents, was now full of dead bodies, and the smell of blood diffused over the entire Shadow Gate, although the sun was shining, it was as eerie and cold as a deep hell......

"Young master, the night is here...... Here it comes. A fat man in silver armor with a beard rushed in a panic, half-kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"He's finally here!" A young man wearing a red wedding dress, with a red crown on his head and strong facial features, his eyes were full of gloom, and he held a blood-stained dagger in his hand and unconsciously tightened, looking at the blood on the ground that seemed to be steaming, his pupils suddenly tightened.

All the guests present stood up in shock and guarded the weapons they were wearing.

Although they were all trying to restrain themselves, the scene was still in a commotion.

At this time, the white-clothed Shengxue, his face was like frost, and the night with the blood sword in his hand flashed out, and an eerie murderous aura also permeated the air, and the already cold temperature was even colder.

"What about her?" These two words squeezed out from between his teeth, as if they were floating out of the Nine Hells.

Sima Xiayang, who was wearing a wedding dress, suddenly felt a chill on his back, but remembering that he had been prepared, he was suddenly full of confidence: "Dead, if this son knows that the Nine Swords prince will come, then I will definitely keep her body for you to see her for the last time, hahaha!" ”

The others also seemed to hear some of the funniest jokes in the world, and they looked up and laughed.

"Hahaha~"

Ye Lihate couldn't hear anything at this time, and all he had in his mind was Sima Xiayang's fluttering words.

"Dead."

Looking at the dagger dripping with blood in Sima Xiayang's hand, his heart seemed to fall into the valley of despair.

It was her blood......