There may be no one sitting in the sedan chair at all!
But, who should be Xuan Jinyan in the sedan chair? She must be dazzled by her future sister-in-law, or she just didn't see clearly.
I seem to have seen that person before somewhere, but I just can't remember.
"Miss, have we met that person before?" Ah Hui whispered in Tong Xiaoye's ear, "Ah Hui bets his life that Ah Hui must have seen this person before."
Tong Xiaoye said nothing because the faces of his parents next to him had become quite ugly.
From Xuanjia to Tongjia, you have to pass through a mountain road, which is Wanlong Mountain.
Because the Xuan family's sedan chair carrying the bride had to pass through here today, this section of the mountain road was blocked from beginning to end, and no one could be seen on the road.
Xuan Jinmo asked the sedan chair to stop at the corner of the mountain road. There was a pavilion here, guarded by two men dressed in Xuan family soldier uniforms. There was a young woman in the pavilion, her hands were tied, and she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a look of panic on her face.
, watching the sedan chair stop.
In the distance, three horses galloped towards each other at extremely fast speeds. Dust was swirling on the road. One can imagine how fast these three horses were.
As soon as the horse came to a stop, a person was thrown off the horse and dropped to the ground with a muffled sound. At the same time, someone took off a person from the horse and helped him to Xuan Jinmo.
"Master, we have brought you back." The speaker lowered his head, knelt down, and spoke respectfully. The two people next to him did not kneel down because they were carrying the people they had brought down from their horses, but their postures were respectful.
Xuan Jinmo's face was as dark as water. He didn't look at the person they were fighting, but stared at the man lying on the ground. The man on the ground was slender and strong. Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the fall, his face was unconvinced.
He is very stubborn, has a dusty look on his face, and has a dark complexion.
"Hit." Xuan Jinmo's voice was not loud, even a little soft and lazy.
However, before he finished speaking, the people around him had already been whipped, and the people on the ground let out a muffled groan. Then, the whips fell one after another, ruthlessly, and the skin and flesh were torn!
"Brother!——" The person being held up shouted sadly.
Xuan Jin silently didn't look back, and said coldly: "Xuan Jinyan, when you did this, even if you call your dead mother here, it will be useless. This slave will definitely die!"
"Brother, brother, please, please, let go of brother Dazhu, please, I will marry, I will marry, I will marry now, brother -" Xuan Jinyan was held up and could not move, so she could only say
He begged repeatedly, his face was covered with tears, and his hair was a little messy.
Xuan Jinmo was expressionless. He didn't seem to hear his sister's plea. Feng Dazhu on the ground no longer made any sound. His face was gray, his breath was weak, blood and sweat mixed together, covering his face, and his body was even more bloody.
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"Brother! -" Xuan Jinyan's voice changed, and tears made her eyes blurred. Apart from crying and begging, there was only despair.
"Master, are you here to stay or not?" A close confidant quietly asked in Xuan Jinmo's ear.
"Brother, please, please, please spare brother Dazhu, don't blame him -" Xuan Jinyan burst into tears. The woman in the pavilion had already fainted from fright, and there was a faint trace of light in the air.
, slightly fishy smell.
The sun was very bright. Xuan Jinmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold and sarcastic smile crossed his lips, but the smile looked extremely cold.