Yu Zhigang looked in the direction of the woman's fingers. There was a burst of cheering and applause in the hall. I saw people coming out from both sides of the hall. He stood in the hall, his eyes condensed to the other side, and everyone looked in the same direction ... Xi Niang came out carrying the bride.
cry again.
Yu Zhi's eyes brightened, and a pair of eyes twirled around the bride's body, completely unaware that several men beside him had changed their faces.
"This wind father is actually him?" Long Zijin said in surprise.
Xia Sang, Qingfeng exchanged a wink, and they were also shocked.
wind and cypress in the smoke and rain building that day.
In the same day, Qingfeng was dispatched by Long Fei to follow the wind and fight against the cypress. After seeing him holding Xuan Yuan into the room, he went to report Long Fei Li. Although he was very surprised, Long Zijin It's not clear what happened at that time, but Xia Sang knew something vaguely. The spies kept track of the man's whereabouts, but Feng Zhanbai completely lost his trace in Leyang County ... Looking away, I saw Long Feili smirking, but his eyes were dark and dark.
Bai Zhanfeng's eyes have been on the bride, but did not notice Long Feili and others.
At this time, the bride had come down from Xi Niang. Bai Zhanfeng bowed his head slightly to Uncle Shi, but Uncle Shi noticed, walked into the hall, and laughed, "Just arrived, please the bride and groom to perform the gift of heaven and earth, the gift of worship, and the gift of worship."
The crowd suddenly quieted, waiting for Xi Niang to announce.
Xi Niang helped the bride to stand side by side with Bai Zhanfeng, and smiled and said, "Worship and heaven."
Qing Ye smiled coldly, and patted the little girl in front of him gently, the child was educated and nodded ...
It was just a gap between ears, and everyone only saw a small figure in the hall running to the bride's body in front of Yingying's worship, and lifted her red hijab.
Everyone was taken aback. Soon, someone shouted in disappointment. The voices, together, frightened, shocked, and panic echoed in the hall.
"How could this bride look like this ghost?"
The crowd was crowding, pointing in horror ...
怔怔 怔怔 looked at the red silk on the ground, Xuan Yuan smiled bitterly, was about to bend over and pick it up, a white slender hand had grabbed in front of her.
A sound also sounded slowly, shocked, deep pain, anger, messy, but overwhelmed all the noise and confusion in the hall.
"Little Seven."
who and who often meet.
On the stone table, the red poem she wrote before she left was also smeared on his mind like a blood.
他 裹 wrapped him tightly, unable to breathe.
These days, he is desperately suppressing himself not to think about this poem, not to try to figure out the expression when she left, all kinds.
As soon as he thought about it, he couldn't calmly command the way.
Because, when you think about it, you are crazy.
十四 十四 For fourteen years, he hasn't said a lot of words to Ruyi, but that day he split his hand and seized the comb in her hand, and told her coldly, he sent you back.
Then, he and Long Zijin said, "Do this."
As soon as the words fell, he ran into the backyard and chased Ma Ma.
patted the horse, to chase with the most severe speed.
in the howling wind, you can hear the wounds one by one, the sound of cracks.
Do not dare to stop, do not want to stop, until you fall off your horse, before your consciousness falls into the darkness, a voice in your brain tells him: Long Fei Li, you are wrong.
Yes, he was wrong. Without even ordering Ziwei, the embargoes pursued it, and they chased it by themselves.
His injury, even after catching up, may not be able to save her.
But when I heard that she fell into Murong Lin's hands, there was nothing else in his mind.
............
How to suppress, later, I still think.
want to meet her again, want to say something to her.
He even thought of thousands of beginnings.
However, there is no beginning at the same time.
She lowered her head and looked at the red hijab on the ground.
She wants to marry another woman.
Her face was ruined, except for the scar of the eversion, and her face was full of sorrow.
"It's you."
Bai Zhanfeng frowned, and his figure moved to stop in front of Xuan Yuan.
In the hall, I don't know who took a slight breath, and the voice was silent for a moment.
But between the beards, the Fengmu man took a wedding dress, the ugly bride into his arms, and then backed away a distance.
If only one word is allowed to release the emotion at the moment, Long Feili cannot.
For the first time in my life, so helpless.
She was wearing a red dress. He used to be across the crowd like this, watching her walking towards him from afar, all in red and gorgeous.
She is his bride, how can she be the bride of others.
It was an extreme calm anger, he wanted to close her neck.
However, she was shaking in his arms, her mouth was slightly opened, and her eyebrows were raised, like the moon that Xiliang had never been perfect, her eyes were like a frightened beast, The scar on his face looked at him in a panic, and he saw it very clearly. It was scooped out with a sharp knife. In this way, the flesh was rolled out every time the knife was cut. It is also difficult to heal the wound. It's a desperate injury.
One knife even fell on the eyelids, and a little more, then blinded his eyes.
The shadow of the flowering branches on his face seemed to have exhausted all his love, leaving only vicissitudes.
记忆 In fact, she is only two decades away, not much bigger than Yuzhi.
But, the scars on her chest, on her shoulders, on her arms, and on this face ...
She followed him for a few months, but seemed to have spent her whole life.
Anger, all suddenly disappeared.
There was a sting in his eyes, and then the sting slowly expanded, and his vision was blurred.
Finally, he squeezed her shoulders and whispered, "Little Seven, shall we go back?"
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