As Mo Lian approached, Huang Beiyue was a little unnatural. She knew that the young man's perception had always been so acute that he was blind before, so he could recognize her without looking.

But on this occasion, she didn't want him to see it. She didn't want him to know that she was wearing the wedding dress.

However, as soon as she came in, Mo Lian's attention was always on Song MI. Her black eyes stared at Song Mi coldly, but did not look at Yun's bride.

She was more or less relieved.

The cold and murderous air that did not hide in Mo Lian's body made the jubilant hall a little condensed for a while, and the guests who came here had some difficulty breathing in the atmosphere of this kind of killing.

This young man doesn't want to kill people here, does he?

You know, today's feast, but one hand can stir the world of Warcraft!

Today's wedding is not an ordinary celebration, but a calculated killing feast!

All the people who had enemies before had gathered in the same hall, and the immediate contradictions were properly concentrated here.

Is there any omission in the calculation of Yun Li?

After the exchange of greetings, Meng Qitian did not stay any longer, and went to song MI with Mo Lian and Dong'Er.

Looking at the ink lotus passing by, yubeiyue hesitated for a moment and raised her arm slightly. However, after lifting half of her hand, she still chose to hang down silently.

Don't go, Molian. It's a trap!

He wanted to convey such a message to him, but he had just made a move. Yun Li had already made a move immediately and pulled her behind him. He said coldly, "don't play tricks. I have a chance to repent before I get married!"

Huang Beiyue struggles for a while, thinking of which is the more important, she chooses to endure silently and let Yun Li hold her in her arms.

However, the ink lotus, who has walked up two or three steps, seems to have noticed something. She can't help but turn around. Her cold, sharp and gloomy eyes turn around Yun's body, and finally stay on the woman in her arms.

The bright pearl light, glittering and glowing, obscured all the eyes that wanted to peep into her unique appearance.

Including him.

The eyes of the shade did not stay for a long time, so they moved away indifferently. At this moment, the heart of ink lotus was replaced by bloodthirsty killing.

On the back of the three no polar sky lock, also can not suppress that kind of like the flood, is about to pour out the murderous gas!

Kill!

Ink in the eyes of the murderous looming, Mo Lian leaped over Meng Qitian step by step, this move makes countless people start to worry.

"You don't want the wedding to be a farce!" said Huang Beiyue

Yun can't leave. He doesn't mind watching a good show before the wedding.

Seeing that he didn't mean to stop him at all, Yubei yuexinyiheng was about to open his mouth, but Meng Qitian first reached out his hand, grabbed the ink lotus, and said with a faint smile: "today is Yun's wedding. There are some private affairs. We should wait until the wedding is over to solve them."

The ink lotus is obviously unwilling, that kind of cold fierce murderous spirit, let song MI, also can't help but slightly frown, that eyes don't know is the light of sadness and ridicule, flash by.

However, Meng Qitian stopped Mo Lian and suppressed his anger. He turned around and left the hall quickly.

Dong'Er looks at Meng Qitian's face, nods his head slightly, and immediately chases Mo Lian out.