On the other side of the bustling street, both sides are full of people who come to join in the fun, the red crumbs from the burning firecrackers, and the flowers thrown along the road spread all over the street, and there is a delicate red sedan chair in front of the cold house. The white horse sat inside, with a phoenix crown and a red apple in his hand, why was he so uneasy today.

Today's white horse is very beautiful, with black hair coiled and gold beads on it, and the golden peony hairpin left to her by her mother is inserted in the bun, which is the icing on the cake for her. On her palm-sized face, she was painted with delicate makeup, her delicate willow eyebrows outlined her beautiful face, and her red lips added a touch of charm.

The withered leaves hurried over, only to see the street in front of the house, parked with the sedan chair with withered leaves, the team behind ten miles of red makeup, the band blowing a festive and cheerful tune, Xi Po stood in front of the sedan chair and saw the withered leaves, as if she saw the God of Wealth.

"The bridegroom has come to pick up the bride. Xi Po's sharp voice was loud, making the crowd restless again, and the crowd on the side stretched their necks to look at the sedan chair, all wanting to see the bride's delicate face.

The red curtain in front of the sedan chair was opened, and the dead leaf stepped forward to take the hand of the dead leaf and helped her out of the sedan chair. Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son is like this. At this time, the sky was originally clear, but it rained finely and densely, like cow's hair. The withered leaves clearly felt the stiffness of the withered leaves' body, and the heavens were not beautiful.

"It's okay, it's the same to go to the inner hall to salute. The matchmaker had a thick rouge painted on her face, a gorgeous red flower on her head, and her fat waist twisted. Seeing the bride's love with sharp eyes, he said with a smile.

The red team slowly walked into the inner hall, and the patriarch of the inner hall was already sitting on a chair on a high platform waiting for the newcomer.

The withered leaf held the white horse's hand tightly, and her good-looking face frowned slightly, for fear that she would regret leaving her in the next second.

"The bride and groom have arrived. The matchmaker shouted loudly again, and the atmosphere of the scene was heated up again.

Under the coaxing of everyone, the withered white horse walked to the center of the hall.

"The bride and groom salute. The matchmaker was already standing on the edge of the chair on the high platform. A smile on his face.

The sky outside darkened, and the lanterns in the courtyard were still on, shaking in the heavy rain. The rain was pouring down, getting heavier and heavier, and in a blink of an eye, it had become a pouring rain!

"Worship heaven and earth!" The candlelight in the hall flickered, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!" suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a deafening thunder, and there was silence on the field. Looking at the sky yesterday and today's weather is good, how can there be heavy rain.

An army approached outside the province in a neat pace. Finally, stop at Lengfu. Leng Hu looked at the plaque on the door of the mansion with a pair of tiger eyes, and his face was not good. "Rush in!" Leng Fu raised his big knife and gave the order.

On the eaves, Yiyun was lying on his side, looking coldly at someone who was not good at coming below, looking at this posture, it seems that he is here to find fault and disrupt the wedding!

Yiyun took the grass roots in his mouth, a gust of wind slowly landed, stood in front of the door and said: "You come to drink the wine, you don't need this posture." Come on, put down your weapons and have a good drink?" Yiyun laughed, his expression was the same as that of the shopkeeper!

The soldiers looked at him with disdain, where did this little bean sprout come from?

Yiyun smiled. A chill surged through the depths of his eyes.

"For the moonlit night!" there was a disgruntled shout from among the soldiers, followed by a loud voice from the army in unison, resounding throughout Yelang City. The rain washed over their armor, and they stood firm. This affection made Yiyun moved.

"The deceased is gone. By the way. Yiyun said calmly, no matter what, he couldn't ruin this wedding, this was what he promised to Withered Leaves, and it was also his greatest wish, Withered Leaves really cared about this wedding.

It seems that it is not destined to be peaceful.

"They can't get married!" Leng Hu looked at Yiyun and confronted him.

Can't get married? Why? Yiyun stared at the tiger-eyed general in front of him with dissatisfaction, and the golden light around him lit up, sending out a dangerous signal.

"It's been less than half a year since the moon night was buried, and Bai Ma can't wait to get married, how can the moon night love be embarrassing?" Leng Hu replied head-on, staring at Yinling's eyes as he spoke, and his tone seemed to be eating people.

The rain was still falling in the sky, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping. Yiyun was silent, the rows of red lanterns in the courtyard became blurred in the rain and mist, and a red oil-paper umbrella slowly walked out in the faint red light, under which were white horses and dead leaves.

"It's not appropriate. Under the red umbrella, the white horse said quietly, "So I decided to cancel the wedding today, uncle, please go back." ”

The wind stirred the red knot on the plaque and blew "whoosh".

Leng Hu looked at the two people in front of him unwillingly, he didn't expect that the white horse would compromise so quickly, the army stopped in the rain, Leng Hu turned around and planned to leave, and saw his subordinate Yulin rushing towards this side.

"Lord. Yulin ran over panting, the rain was already drenching him. Black hair clung to his cheeks under the armor, and iron boots on his feet were covered with a thick layer of dirt. Yulin bowed and bowed his head respectfully.

"Did you find out?" Leng Hu asked in a cold voice, his tone full of displeasure.

"If you are incompetent and have not been able to find out, may Allah punish you. Yulin knelt on the ground, his hands clenched into fists.

"Bang!" Leng Hu kicked Yulin in the chest, and the iron boots slammed into his chest with a thud. When Yulin arrived on the ground, a bloody smell welled up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spat on the stone steps, which was quickly washed away by the rain.

"Rubbish!" Leng Hu angrily vented his anger at Yulin, and his feet in iron boots kicked at his body that fell to the ground again, but Yulin still maintained a kneeling posture and did not say a word.

"Stop!" Yiyun, who was standing on the side, frowned and looked at Leng Hu, if he continued to fight, he had to be beaten to death, and Yiyun, a soldier who treated himself like this, couldn't stand it anymore, and directly pulled Leng Hu's body away, and scolded.

Leng Hu stopped beating Yulin and looked at Yiyun with red eyes. The big knife in his hand shook loudly and slashed towards Yiyun. Yiyun's head was sideways, and he dodged Leng Hu's big knife, and the big knife hit the ground, and the stones on the ground were deeply recessed.

Yiyun glanced at the indentation on the ground, and quickly pulled out the peachwood sword behind him to meet Leng Hu's second sword, the golden light of the peachwood sword surrounded and collided violently with the broadsword, setting off a gust of wind, and Yiyun's hair flew in the wind and rain, and through the crystal raindrops, he could see that Leng Hu was hit heavily on the ground, and the ground was shaken apart. (To be continued......)