Dots of crystal, from the eyes of Angie, slowly flowed down.
It fell to the ground, but fell to pieces.
No one knew how sad and desperate An Qi's heart was at this moment.
Although, An Qi did not want Ye Fan to come either.
After all, how strong was the power of both the Chu Family and the Chu Sect?
Even if his little brother Fan came, he was afraid that he would not be able to save her at all, but he would risk his own life for nothing.
However, I don't know why, when she didn't wait for that young man, An Qi's heart would still be sad and lost.
Perhaps, it was because of the longing.
She just wanted to see her Little Brother Fan one more time at the end of her life.
But now, his only wish, I fear, is only a luxury.
Between the silent tears, a cold blade had already appeared under An Qi's dress.
This dagger was something she had prepared long ago.
All she wanted was this moment.
She was a stubborn girl, and a girl who was not willing to give in to fate.
Rather than become a victim of her family's interests, she would rather splatter her blood here.
She would fight with her life against this unpleasant world!
Angie had almost imagined the terrified and frightened look on the faces of the Chu family after her body had fallen at the wedding, seeing the remorseful and helpless look of her own family.
All around them, the guests, the powerful, were still racing to pay their respects.
The Chu family and the Jones family were enjoying the glory.
Chu Qi Tian was also basking in glory, his eyes full of triumph and pride.
However, with so many people present, no one noticed the dagger that was gradually stabbing at his chest, underneath Angie's dress.
"Little Brother Fan, goodbye~"
The sharp blade was already pressed against his own skin.
In her final moments before death, Angie whispered with tears in her eyes. Beneath the veil, no one could see the sorrow and grief of the girl before them.
Outside, the salute rang out and the wind chanted in her ears.
The young girl slowly closed her eyes, but at that moment, two lines of tears flowed quietly down her cheeks.
It was as if an intoxicating girl was saying her final goodbye to the world!
However, just as the sharp blade was about to pierce her skin.
Boom~
There was only an explosive sound.
It was as if thunder had exploded.
The earth trembled, and even the entire hall trembled.
Then, amidst everyone's shocked and violent gaze, the door of the hall, which was carved from steel, dented and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally split apart like a popped balloon in an instant.
The sunlight outside poured down like a tidal wave, sliced to pieces by the fractured pieces.
"What man?"
"Who is so bold?"
"How dare you barge into my Chu Sect's sacred ground and disrupt my Chu Family's wedding banquet?!"
This sudden change startled all the guests present, who all sat up in shock.
Some of them even revealed a look of fear.
Even Chu Zhengliang, the head of the Chu Family, was startled by the sudden change in front of him.
After all, this was the Chu Clan Grand Hall.
It was the pinnacle of global power.
It was the highest place of power in the entire world!
But this was such a sacred place, and someone had kicked down the door in such a way, and marched in.
This was something unheard of and unseen in the centuries-old history of the Chu Sect.
How could the people present not be shocked?
The Grand Elder of the Chu Sect, who had come to the banquet, was even furious and cursed directly at the door.
At the same time, everyone's eyes were drawn over.
Everyone's eyes fell on the door of the hall.
In the middle of the flurry of debris, a slim young figure appeared silently.
With the sun on his back, he was facing the hall.
Light and shadow, light and dark, converged and intertwined on his body.
The cold wind at the top of the mountain even blew in behind him, whistling.
Under the illumination of the sunlight, the crowd looked at his face, and surprisingly, they were all in a trance for a moment.
As everyone was examining the uninvited guest in front of them, a faint laugh came out of this man's mouth.
"Third uncle, my brother is getting married, why didn't you invite me as a brother."
"I should not be too late if I come over now."
The familiar voice, the familiar laughter, the familiar arrogance and solitude.
The moment she heard these words, An Qi, who had already resolved to die, felt as if her entire body had been struck by thunder.
Her delicate body trembled violently.
She then turned around and pulled off the snow-white veil from her head, and her tearful eyes looked ahead.
Sure enough, it was still the same bitchy young man, still the overbearing Ye Fan, still the familiar Little Brother Fan.
The depression of many days was as if it had finally found its outlet. The moment she saw Ye Fan, An Qi could no longer control her emotions.
Sometimes, reunions are so sudden.
Sometimes, joy is often accompanied by sadness.
Just like this moment, An Qi was like a person who had lived in darkness for a long time seeing the light again, or like a thirsty person drinking sweet dew again.
She ruthlessly threw away the flowers in her arms and, with tears streaming down her face, ran recklessly towards the young man at the end of her sight.
"Little Brother Fan~"
"Oooooooo~"
....
"Wooooooooo~"
....
Just like that, before anyone was caught off guard, the daughter-in-law of the Chu Family, the Chu Family's young master Chu Qi Tian's married wife today, jumped straight into Ye Fan's arms.
She hugged the young man in front of her tightly, letting her tears flow as she called out for Little Brother Fan over and over again.
It was as if she could only say these few words, unable to say anything else at all.
But in fact, there was no need to say anything else.
A thousand words were already contained in a single cry for Little Brother Fan.
"An Qi, it's alright."
"Little Brother Fan is here."
"With me here, no one in this world can bully you."
"No one, either, can force you to do anything you don't want to do."
Ye Fan gently patted An Qi's spine and whispered comfortingly.
Between words, Ye Fan also reached out his hand and gently helped An Qi wipe away the crystal and cold tears from the corners of her eyes.
The two were so intimate, but they looked stunned at the crowd.
"This... What is this?"
"Who is this person?"
"Why is he holding the Chu Family Young Master's wife, in his arms?"
Many people were dumbfounded, their eyes full of doubts.
However, naturally, these puzzled people did not include Tang Hao, the Sword Saint, and the Sun Country's Wang Yuehe.
These deceased people, after seeing Ye Fan, had already been dumbfounded.
Dumbfounded, they stared at the spot with dead eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
Just like the Sword Saint and Tang Hao, these two people had never thought to death that they would see Ye Fan again today.
Moreover, it was in such an eye-shattering manner.
Of course, the Sword Saint and the others were only shocked.
On the contrary, Chu Zhengliang and the rest of the Chu family were shocked and angry.
Especially Chu Qi Tian, who was the protagonist today, when he saw Ye Fan holding his wife in his arms and even moving his hands, his eyes went straight to blood red.
"Chu Tianfan!"
"You son of a bitch, stop it for me~"
Chu Qi Tian's eyes were red with rage as he cursed out in anger.
However, in the next moment, Chu Qi Tian resolutely realized that his anger was premature.
Because An Qi, who was already desperate, waited for Ye Fan, who came to save her, at the moment when she was begging for death.
An Qi, who was full of emotion, could not hide the joy in her heart and went so far as to forcibly kiss Ye Fan in front of a large crowd.
Even Ye Fan himself was not expecting this sudden and daring move from An Qi.
It was only after his red lips were imprinted that Ye Fan was shocked, and his eyes stared out in shock.
As for Chu Qi Tian, he was even more furious and frantic.
"Son of a bitch, son of a bitch~!"
"You shut up!"
"Shut up~"
"My Chu Tianqi's wife, this young master hasn't even touched her, how dare you make a move on her?"
"Son of a bitch, son of a bitch~"
....
Chu Qi Tian Tian cursed in tears.
In the end, he was so angry that he even spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, directly.