Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Mo Liyuan was also a prodigy in swordsmanship.

Moreover, within the Moon Mountain Sect, this combined sword technique, especially amidst such tender moments, is even more powerful.

Therefore, without Lu Ding even needing to make a move, the sword energy emanating from the two of them had already completely enveloped them.

Originally, they only wanted to take the young master back, but they couldn't stand these self-proclaimed prestigious families, so the three of them did these things.

But who would have thought that they would be besieged by the young master?

They couldn't possibly harm the young master, so they kept killing that woman, but... the young master kept standing in front of that woman.

This kind of thing is really frustrating.

The three of them were originally siblings from the same mother, and their usual cultivation methods also relied on intuition.

If one person has an idea, the other two people will normally know and guess what it is.

When Lu Qingyou saw them, she knew their intentions. Seeing them being so hesitant and timid because of Mo Liyuan, she felt a surge of secret joy.

Two people surrounded Lu Qingyou, but Lu Qingyou was not so easily surrounded.

Her body softened slightly, and she quickly dodged away. The two people rushed to Mo Liyuan's side in an instant.

Upon reaching Mo Liyuan, they were terrified and scurried away.

Having fought with them for so long, how could Mo Liyuan not understand what they were doing?

The sword in his hand was about to pierce a person's neck.

That person quickly died on the spot, his blood splattered everywhere.

After one person died, the other two were stunned for a moment, as if they had instantly lost all their energy, and began to sway unsteadily.

Seeing them like this, how could Lu Qingyou let them go?

Before Lu Ding could even finish saying "leave them alive," her sword had already pierced the throats of the two men.

The bright red wedding hall was still surrounded by many people.

The three men in black lay on the ground, blood flowing freely.

Lu Qingyou watched coldly as her Phoenix Chant was still held in her hand, blood dripping incessantly from the tip of her sword.

Bright red blood was spilled all over the ground.

"Get this sorted out right now!"

Lu Ding shouted loudly, "This is truly bad luck!"

In short, Lu Ding felt his temples throbbing.

Soon, the body in the wedding hall was carried away, and the blood on the carpet was washed away.

Amidst the wafting incense, there was also a faint smell of blood.

This cannot be so easily covered up.

Lu Qingyou and Mo Liyuan wiped their longswords clean again and placed them on a tray held by a maid.

The maidservant watched as they placed the swords on the table, then lowered her brows and stood respectfully.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!!"

The two of them hadn't even finished exchanging gifts.

Upon hearing this, the two stood face to face again, looking at each other, their smiling eyes reflecting each other's faces.

The two bowed slightly and greeted each other, completing the ceremony.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

With that sound, the two of them held hands and walked outside, with maids on both sides carrying flower baskets and scattering fresh flowers.

The bright red wedding robes worn by the two seemed to shimmer and glow in the sunlight.