Shen Chen responded lightly: "There are people with hearts." ”

"Hearted?" Ning Shuiya's eyes were confused, and he really couldn't make it white, but the most paleness about him was that the white-shirted woman in the middle wanted to give the two fathers and sons a chance to take advantage of the situation.

Yang Mengqi's martial arts cultivation must be under Yang Baili, if she specializes in Yang Mengqi, she can subdue Yang Mengqi without ten moves, and then it will be much easier to deal with Yang Baili, but it doesn't look like she is fighting a duel, like delaying time, and more like she is playing with the two fathers and sons.

The three people with burning eyes on the red carpet had already swirled on the roof, the tiles were overturned, she was in the middle, the left and right people couldn't hold each other, in the middle of the sky, Yang Mengqi wanted to try the last trick, and began to slash at her Tianling Gai, picking the ruthlessness in the middle.

Shen Yan frowned, Ning Shuiya locked his eyes, and everyone was worried.

The sword shadow has surrounded her in the middle, the swords raised high on the left and right, without any affection, Shan Liye has two swords in his hands, one flips, and it is just the right time to clamp Yang Mengqi's sword body and pick his sword to the ground.

She was about to turn around, behind her, suddenly several oblique darts came out, she thought it was sent by Yang Baili, and avoided it sideways, but she didn't expect that the darts did not stop, and flew diagonally.

And behind her is Yang Mengqi.

Because there was no weapon to resist, and the body was in the air, there was no landing point, Yang Mengqi didn't have time to turn over and avoid it, those few darts, Yang Mengqi's red groom's clothes, a trace of blood condensed in the air, and the fishy smell was permeated.

The people present were stunned.

The dazzling red shadow fell straight from the sky.

"Meng'er!"

Yang Baili had already stopped his hand, jumped to chase the falling shadow, and then pulled the red shirt, but unexpectedly, someone was faster than him and shot earlier than him.

The slender gold wire in Shan Liye's hand wrapped Yang Mengqi's waist, and it fell lightly to the turn, hooking his falling figure, and sending it into her arms, before slowly landing safely.

Red and white, the two of them half sat on the red carpet, and Yang Mengqi lay tightly in the crook of her arm, as the only strength to support.

The three darts on his chest, the black flowing blood, seemed to have stabbed her eyes, the poisoned darts were not owned by Yang Baili!

Shen Yan suddenly raised his head, and vaguely saw an imperceptible shadow of Tsing Yi, proudly passing through the crowd, without a trace.

Yang Baili landed, and when he saw the two of them like this, the fundraising stopped.

The hands that were already stained with black blood suddenly grabbed her, and Yang Mengqi's voice was intermittent: "Miss Long, please...... Don't hurt, my dad. ”

Fingertips swam around him, Shan Liye only sealed a few acupuncture points to prevent the poison from spreading, and calmly stretched out his hand to the white porcelain bottle in his arms, poured out a pill, and placed it on his lips, but he tilted his head and refused to eat.

"Since you're here to kill my father, why bother to save me." The person in his arms, staring at the elixir in his snow-white palm, smiled: "Don't waste it...... Girl's ...... Medicine. ”

She looked at her lightly: "You are you, your father is your father, I naturally know who should be saved and who should die." ”

The palm pill was pushed to his lips again.

Yang Mengqi used some strength to push her away again, but he no longer had the strength to support himself, his palms were on the ground, his whole body was almost close to the red carpet, and his voice was rough but heavy: "Then I will be worth one life...... May I? ”

Seeing him like this, he was sure that he would not ask for her medicine anymore, Shan Liye put the pill back into the porcelain bottle, got up, and handed the bottle to Yang Baili behind him: "If the owner of Yang Zhuang believes me, he will give this medicine to Ling Lang, and the poison of the dart will definitely be solved." ”

Yan Sheng'er pushed away a thick layer of people, squeezed in, stroked Yang Mengqi's bloody wound, panicked, and sobbed: "Brother Yang, Brother Yang......"

Yang Baili clenched the bottle and stared at her: "I will pay your debt." ”

Yang Baili was about to squat down and pour the medicine, but he was caught off guard, but the medicine bottle was snatched away by another person in front of him, and he squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand: "Who knows what this demon girl has in mind, if this is poison, it can't save my brother-in-law, but kills him, what should my sister do?" ”

"Yan Lin, what are you doing, give me the medicine quickly!" Yang Baili stared fiercely at the bottle in Yan Lin's hand, his eyes cracking.

Yan Lin said: "Master Yang, you believe in this demon girl so much, do you want your son to die at her hands?" ”

Yang Baili snorted coldly: "At least now, he is not your brother-in-law, he is my son, bring the medicine, otherwise, don't blame me for ignoring the face of the two families." ”

"Master Yang, I'm afraid you forgot, just now she was going to kill you, but you believe her so much, for a bottle of medicine that I don't know whether it's true or not, is it worth turning against our Yan family?" Yan Lin pressed forward step by step, and suddenly looked at the white-shirted woman who was outside the crowd but was involved.

Dressed in a white shirt, with her back to everyone, she was particularly conspicuous, and her contemptuous sneer entered everyone's ears.

Yan Lin looked coldly at the back: "What are you laughing at, this demon girl?" ”

She turned sideways and looked at Yan Lin: "I laugh at you, I don't know how important it is, who is Yang Baili, what kind of place is Yuzhuang, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows, when will the owner of Yang Zhuang rely on sacrificing his son in exchange for your Yan family?" Hearing that Yuzhuang is so downtrodden that he has to rely on a Yan family to support it? ”

The implication is well known to everyone.

But what she sighed was that the snow brake girl who had just shouted and shouted to kill was actually speaking for Yang Baili at this moment.

"What do you mean?" Yan Lin's eyes were on fire, and his fingers creaked: "Do you want to say that my Yan family might as well listen to Yuzhuang?" Or do you want to say that my Yan family can't get into the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes? ”

"This ......" Shan Liye raised his eyebrows, and sneered with clear eyes: "But the young master of the Yan family said it himself." ”

This statement completely provoked Yan Lin, and he stretched out his hand to her figure, and Yan Lin swept it with his palm.

She dodged lightly, raised her sleeves lightly, and slapped Yan Lin hard, but in the blink of an eye, the white porcelain bottle returned to her hand again, and sneered: "Since you think this is poison, don't give it, save the waste of good medicine, and save the time when Yang Gongzi died of poison, and said that I killed someone." ”

She wanted to leave the place where the crowd was shouting and cluttering, but she was stopped in a hurry.

"Miss Long, Yang asked Miss Dragon to give medicine again."

She turned around and looked back, glanced at the person who stopped her, and chuckled: "Master Yang Zhuang is not afraid that this is poison, and he is not afraid that I will really harm your precious son?" ”

"As Miss Long just said, it's very clear who deserves to die and who should be saved, Yang asked, Miss Long gave medicine!" The sound is aggravated, the voice is loud, and the voice is hoarse.

Shan Liye stood solemnly: "Then the owner of Yang Zhuang wants to say, damn it, it's you?" ”

Everyone looked at the yin, the white-shirted woman in the middle of the crowd, without half a good-looking face, slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, staring at Yang Baili, whose face was even worse than her.

In the delicate atmosphere, it was Yang Baili's heavy sigh and long silence.

Everyone worships God, today, one of these two fathers and sons will not escape death.

The moment of the thought of life and death was Yang Baili's stagnant sigh: "Miss Long, if you want to take my life, why bother so much, this borrowed life that has lived for more than ten years is indeed time to pay it back, if you want it, Yang will not be stingy." ”

The shadow of the white yarn flew lightly, and her eyes narrowed slightly, and under her slender eyelashes, she couldn't see the real waves.

Shan Liye raised his eyes again, and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, the female voice of the people around him on the other side suddenly hissed and shouted: "Brother Yang, Brother Yang!" ”

Everyone jumped to the pair of red-clothed figures over there again, only to see the bride grief-stricken, her face full of tears, and the jingle of the phoenix crown on her head.

The bridegroom was lying in the bride's arms, his eyes were closed, his lips were darker than before, and his face was as pale as white paper, and he was very uneasy.

"Meng'er?"

The flame in Yang Baili's eyes jumped high, ran forward in three steps, pushed Yan Sheng'er away, and bowed down to support Yang Mengqi, who was about to fall: "What's the matter?" ”

Shan Li was about to step forward to check, but Yan Sheng'er, who was pushed to the ground, suddenly pulled out a sharp sword from a person's hand, quickly stepped forward, stopped her steps, and pointed to her front door: "He's dying, what else do you want?" If it weren't for you, would this wedding be like this? If it weren't for you, would Brother Yang be like this! It's all your fault! ”

Regarding Yan Sheng'er's commotion, Shan Liye didn't pay attention to it, the Buddha's sleeves swept away, still raised his feet, and went straight to Yang Mengqi, who was lying silent.

Shan Liye squatted down, checked his injuries up and down, suddenly saw the different color on the back of his hand, raised his hand, and tightened his eyebrows for several points.

In the center of the back of Ruyu's hand, the fine cyan is conspicuous, it is a row of snow needles as thin as cow's hair, teaching people to see it with the naked eye, if it is not for the rapid invasion of toxins, dyed blue, I am afraid that she will also miss this detail.

I don't know who gave Yang Baili three darts, she and Yang Baili were lucky to dodge, but they hurt Yang Mengqi, but now this row of ruthless poisonous needles, who did it?

Yan Sheng'er, who was holding a sword, stared at the white-shirted figure on the ground who walked calmly under his sword, his eyes were red, why, this person harmed Brother Yang and ruined her wedding, why, now he is still a good person.

She Yan Sheng'er is unwilling, unwilling!

Yan Sheng'er's body twitched violently, wiped away her tears, and the hand holding the sword, under a burst of nervous and rapid breathing, stabbed violently at the white-shirted woman in the center of the crowd.

The jingle sword fell, snapped, people fell to the ground, and the sound of pain.

Hearing the sound, Shan Liye turned his head in astonishment, and the scene behind him was only thought of as being too deep in thought, completely forgetting the changes in people's hearts behind him.

But what swayed her mind?

Is it because he is worried about the injury of the man in front of him, or does he just not want this man who has no grievances with him to die because of her.

Or perhaps, it's because of this man......

Yan Sheng'er's sword had already been picked off, and her body also rolled to the ground, smashing on the hard and heavy stone ground, screaming in pain.

Ning Shuiya lightly withdrew the hand that was withdrawn, glanced at her, and signaled that she could continue to do what she wanted, and he was guarding behind her, even if he didn't hurt Yan Sheng'er, and Shen Yan.

Regardless of whether the young master of the Yan family is still a disciple of Xunxuemen Liusuzhuang, or a previous enemy seeker, come one to block one, come to two to block a pair, it's a big deal, you can also accompany her today to listen to Yuzhuang, isn't it?