Chapter 432

"You go!" Su only one chokes up to raise a voice way, the heart Tears pain of fierce, the tears simply can't control of slide.

Nangong Shao Jue looked at her and said in a low voice: "Su Weiyi, please say it again!"

“……”

"I'll let you go! You go! It's impossible for us. I've married him. Don't you understand now? Let's go The roaring sound was enough to make all the people present hear, but the tearing pain in the voice undoubtedly infected people's hearts, and seemed to be able to hear her heart splitting pain.

But at the moment, it was so harsh in Nangong shaojue's ears, like a knife cutting his heart.

"Nangong, my wife doesn't seem to welcome you very much. You'd better leave!" Mu night owl suddenly said.

But in a moment, Nangong Shao Jue suddenly reaches out his hand and pulls Su's only hand over. Mu night owl's eyes sink, quickly grabs Su's only arm, and says: "if Nangong can't catch the sand, it's easy to raise it!"

Nangong shaojue confronts Muye owl and says: "Muye owl! You can't touch my things even if they are dead! " The words fall, the vision is a ruthless, horizontal split a foot to attack toward Mu night owl and go, at the same time Su Wei one revolves to South Temple little decisive behind.

The sound of the broken ping-pong suddenly rang out, and the master of ceremonies was in a state of chaos. The two men's attacks were cruel and ruthless, and they didn't mean to give in at all.

"Stop it Su only raised her voice and roared, but the voice she stopped didn't work at all. They were still like each other without any concession.

With a bang, Nangong shaojue split his foot across the wooden platform. The vase fell to the ground and the carved wooden platform was torn apart.

The two people are no match at all, and when Mu Ye Jiu Yu comes forward, a strong voice penetrates at this time.

"No! Stop it

Suddenly, Nangong shaojue clenched his fists and banned him from looking at the owl.

Hearing this voice, Su Weiyi's whole blood seemed to be forbidden to flow. She looked back stiffly, and the familiar look stimulated her eyes. Even after more than ten years, she couldn't see the slightest old color on his face, but was full of a strong and resolute spirit.

Nangong zhenglie is dressed up as a royal and noble, and his tall body is still upright. Nangong shaojue has the same amber eyes as him, and the same icy color makes people dare not look directly at him. It seems that he is arrogant and overbearing, and his whole body exudes a kind of King's air that makes people afraid.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and the powerful aura seemed to oppress the air, making people feel suffocated.

He strode ahead, every step seemed to be filled with a strong pressure, it seemed that only after years of baptism, Nangong zhenglie eyebrow that terrible heroism seems not Nangong shaojue and moye owl can match, especially the sharp and strong eyes.

His approach made Su Wei Yi feel his heart trembling, and the fear and hatred from the bottom of his heart.

And Mu night owl noticed Su's only difference, took back his hand, restrained his look, and moved forward to Nangong zhenglie, "it's time for Nangong master to come! I'm honored! "

Mu night owl stood in front of Nangong zhenglie, with a polite smile and a handshake.

Nangong zhenglie, the same gentleman, stretched out his hand, looked serious and said in a deep voice, "Congratulations!" Deep voice can not hear too much emotion.

"Thank you

Then Nangong zhenglie takes back his hand and walks around Muye owl to Nangong shaojue, who is standing on the left ceremonial platform. Nangong shaojue looks at him and doesn't hide his hatred in his eyes. The hatred seems to come from the dark bottom of his heart and will devour him.

Before everyone could react, Nangong zhenglie slapped Nangong shaojue with a strong backhand. The loud slap sounded in the church and stimulated the eardrum.

Su Weiyi couldn't help but wanted to come forward, but he was stopped by the night owl.

Then he heard a low, angry cry: "son of a bitch! Do you know what you're going to do? "

Nangong shaojue, with his head on his side, spilled red marks on his left face, and blood fell down the corner of his mouth. However, he didn't seem to show weakness. He slowly turned back and looked at shangnangong zhenglie, his eyes were bloody.

Su only looked at this scene, she only felt that her heart was about to jump out. She really couldn't control going forward and hugging Nangong shaojue. She seemed to be able to clearly feel his pain. That kind of pain, that kind of bone etching hatred, attacked every nerve and every cell in his body, as if it would explode and destroy everything in the next second.

Just when she really moved forward, Mu night owl forced her arm and looked at each other for a short time. Mu night owl saw her pain, and his eyes darkened. He stepped forward and walked towards them. He bowed his head slightly to show respect and said: "since master Nangong is here to attend my wedding, why don't you take a seat first, Today's episode will not affect the wedding

Nangong zhenglie looked at the owl and said in a deep voice, "go on!"

Because it was a mess on the master of ceremonies, but it did not affect the next reading of the Bible. The priest stood on the master of ceremonies and said, "Mr. moyeowl, are you..."

"I will!"

"Ms. Su, would you like to..."

Su Wei Yi hung his head for two seconds and controlled his emotions, but her tears still fell uncontrollably. Her heart really hurt. Even if she didn't go to see Nangong shaojue, she could still feel his hate eyes. She could only keep saying it in her heart. She couldn't afford it! I'm sorry! I love you! I really love you! I will not betray you! If one day you can accept me, I will not escape.

"I... Will!" The choking voice showed her pain at the moment.

"Li Cheng!" The priest raised his voice and said, as if relieved, and continued, "now let's ask the bridegroom to kiss your beautiful bride. From today on, they will be united under the witness of God!"

They move their bodies slowly. Su Weiyi raises his eyes and looks at the owl. The fundus of his eyes is resistance or hate. But in his seemingly happy eyes, there is a kind of pain that only he knows.

Mu night owl raised his hand and lifted her veil. Because of the fight just now, the back of his hand was injured, and blood stains on her veil, like a blooming blood flower, which is dazzling.

He hung his head to kiss Su Weiyi. Su Weiyi put her arms around his neck. Even though she resisted, she had to kiss him at this moment. With touching kisses, tears fell into their mouths.

Warm applause rang out, but in the applause, a figure left resentfully, with his everlasting hatred.