Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

It turned out that Lu Ao, Liu Xiang and others arrived in time.

Without saying much, the two of them rushed forward side by side, each holding a long sword in their hands, which gleamed coldly under the reflection of the snow.

Jian Langjun's face turned stern. He was angry that the two of them had ruined his good deeds, so he stood up and shouted coldly, "Catch them!"

At that moment, more than a dozen men holding big knives rushed over, and using the momentum, they swung the knives directly at the heads of Lu Ao and Liu Xiang. If they hit them, the two would die on the spot.

But Lu Ao and Liu Xiang were both good at martial arts. Seeing the blade coming, they stepped back on both sides, and then they joined together. One of them stabbed one of the men in the face, while the other turned the sword in his hand half a circle and turned around to stab the person who attacked him from behind.

The two of them were worthy of being the childhood sweethearts in the original plot. They were in tune with each other and cooperated well. They fought with the man who rushed over for dozens of rounds and actually had the upper hand.

Seeing this, Jian Langjun looked worried and flew forward, waving the folding fan in his hand towards Lu Ao and the other two. The two of them were immediately bounced away by Jian Langjun's energy and retreated dozens of steps.

Liu Xiang's skills were weaker than Lu Ao's, and he immediately vomited blood.

Jian Langjun said coldly: "You two are quite capable, but now you have been poisoned by cartilage powder. It is far from enough to make trouble at my wedding!"

Lu Ao, who was supporting Liu Xiang, suddenly changed his expression. He also felt the gradual weakness coming from his body. He quickly swallowed an antidote pill, but it was of no use.

Looking at the two people who fell powerlessly, Jian Langjun put on a smile again, walked up to Zhu Baishao, and said in a gentle tone, "What do you think I should do with them? They are your friends, I will not kill them, I just want them to be here to witness our marriage."

Zhu Baishao closed her eyes slightly and didn't want to talk to him.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the fight between Lu Ao and others, two people, one old and one young, appeared on the snowy cliff of Qingfeng.

It was Nanzhu who came here to follow Zhu Baishao's trail, and the crazy old man who followed Nanzhu.

Nanzhu's face was expressionless. She stared blankly at Zhu Baishao, who was wearing a red wedding dress. Her eyes seemed to be frozen, and there was sadness in them.

Is she going to marry someone else?

His heart ached and his lips and body trembled slightly.

At the same time, there was an irrepressible desire to kill.

The crazy old man came to the top of the snow cliff and saw Zhu Baishao. He realized how small the world was. His grandson's sweetheart was actually that willful and narcissistic girl!

Seeing that Jian Langjun quickly dealt with Lu Ao and Liu Xiang and signaled that the wedding should continue, the crazy old man couldn't wait any longer.

He looked at the dull and stupid Nanzhu with a look of disappointment, and whispered angrily: "You are just like your short-lived father. You are still standing here with your mouth shut. When your sweetheart becomes someone else's wife, I will see how you cry!!"

Seeing that Zhu Baishao was about to bend down and lower her head, but Nanzhu was still standing there like a wooden chicken, the crazy old man couldn't stand it anymore!

Useless grandson!

"Wait!"

The wedding was interrupted again. Jian Langjun's handsome face turned completely dark and he glared fiercely in the direction of the voice.

Zhu Baishao raised his eyes and looked over.

Then he and Nanzhu looked into each other's eyes. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. They could clearly see the longing, love and pain in each other's eyes.

He was still wearing the blue shirt that Zhu Baishao bought for him.

Zhu Baishao just found it unbelievable, her nose felt sore and tears suddenly fell.

Seeing her crying, Nanzhu's expression immediately became a little flustered. He stood there, his hands and feet a little awkward, wondering if he had done something wrong again.

The movements between the two were also discovered, causing many people to speculate about their relationship.

Nanzhu came, and Zhu Baishao felt that she had found a backbone. She ignored Jian Langjun's suddenly pale face, and ran over quickly, rushing into Nanzhu's arms like a red butterfly.

When Nanzhu smelled the familiar fragrance, the anxiety and worry he had just felt suddenly dissipated, but the darkness deep in his heart still existed.

Zhu Baishao no longer had her previous cool and elegant look. She pouted and said aggrievedly, "Nanzhu, he bullied me, forced me to marry him, and even poisoned my father, mother, and brother Lu Ao..."

Nanzhu touched her head, his handsome face sank slightly, a rare murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was also bright red.

He said softly, "Then wait for me here for a moment, I will go and rescue them."

At this time, snowflakes began to fall from the dark clouds in the sky.

As early as the moment Zhu Baishao threw herself into the arms of Nanzhu, a handsome man who had never been heard of in the martial arts world, Jian Langjun's face had completely gloomy. Under the gaze of the people around him, he felt that he was being cuckolded in public, and his eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent.

Hearing Nanzhu's arrogant words, he snorted coldly, and attacked Nanzhu like a flying bird with great ferocity.

Nanzhu dodged sideways, and the silver needle that popped out from the tip of Jian Langjun's folding fan passed in front of his face, flashing cold light and blowing a fierce wind.

Both men were young talents with profound skills. They fought each other for more than a hundred times in a row. Their movements were as fast as lightning, causing snow to fly all over the sky. The two men exchanged offense and defense from time to time, and it was impossible to tell who was winning or losing.

For a moment, the people watching the ceremony, as well as Lu Ao, Liu Xiang, Prime Minister Zhu and others who were poisoned by the cartilage powder, all focused their attention on the fight between the two people in the field.

Everyone was guessing about Nanzhu's identity.

This kind of person had never been heard of in the martial arts world, but he was able to fight on equal terms with the long-famous and notorious Jian Langjun as soon as he appeared on the scene. It was really surprising.

Jian Langjun's eyes were gloomy. It seemed that he could not suppress Nanzhu in a short time. He shook his wrist and uttered two ambiguous calls. When he stretched out his palm again, a white figure flew out from his sleeve and entangled Nanzhu's wrist.

It was cold and slippery, and it was clearly a small white snake.

Just by looking at its triangular head, you can tell it is a poisonous snake.

Seeing the little white snake wrapped around Nanzhu's wrist and raising its head, Jian Langjun sneered and looked at him with pity.

This is an extremely poisonous snow snake. One bite from it will kill you instantly.

But before the snow snake could bite, Xiaoqing, which was coiled like a bracelet on Nanzhu's wrist, also poked its head out. It stuck out its tongue and immediately made the snow snake bow its head and listen.

Jian Langjun clenched the folding fan in his hand in disbelief, but when he thought about the backup plan he had, the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc again.

The onlookers immediately exclaimed, "What's going on? Why am I so weak?"

"Me too!"

"Jian Langjun! You actually poisoned us too?!"

Being glared at by everyone, Jian Langjun opened his folding fan and fanned himself, chuckling, "Don't worry, everyone. I will give you the antidote after this is done."

As he said this, he looked at Zhu Baishao again, and said in a strange tone, "The life and death of the people present now depends on my thoughts. Madam, why don't you come over?"

Zhu Baishao glanced at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead person, and said in a strange tone, "You are trying to let me pass. You might as well check if you are poisoned first!"