Everyone in the An family shouted angrily: "Get out!"
Even An Zhiheng, who had been carefully accompanying Chu Tianshu for fear of offending Chu Tianshu, had an angry look on his face.
Everyone in the Sang family also looked downcast.
Sang Jialan waved his hand, and the bodyguards surrounding the venue gathered around him.
Chu Tianshu ignored it and pushed Huangfu Zhaonan: "Uncle Nan, what are you waiting for?"
Huangfu Zhaonan stared at the tearful An Yiru, stepped onto the high platform, and walked towards An Yiru firmly.
The guests around the high platform were all excited, whispering to each other, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Many people looked excited. Such a hot scene is not something you encounter easily.
Sangjiacheng shouted hysterically: "Beat him out!"
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At this time, several Hummers with Masonic license plates drove menacingly through the hotel door. Each vehicle was filled with burly men with the word "square" embroidered on their chests.
In the car in the middle, Fang Siniang was dressed in simple soft armor and a dark red phoenix-winged helmet, with a heroic appearance.
She stroked the simple-looking long knife in her hand and sneered again and again: "Do you really think you can dominate the world with your little cultivation?
Boy, I, Siniang Fang, will teach you how to behave today."
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Sang Jialan rushed towards Huangfu Zhaonan first, raised his palm to slap Huangfu Zhaonan, and shouted at the same time: "You dare to make trouble here, are you tired of living?"
Huangfu Zhaonan's eyebrows lit up with red flames, and he shot it with a palm.
Bang!
The two palms met, and Sang Jialan flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and landed on the high platform.
The mere Hua Realm is so different from Huangfu Zhaonan of the Xuan Realm that it is simply not enough to see.
Two Sang family guards rushed forward to pick up Sang Jialan, but they were all knocked up and vomited blood, and the three of them turned into gourds.
The onlookers widened their eyes in surprise. They did not expect that Huangfu Zhaonan would be a cultivator in the Xuan Realm.
Huangfu Zhaonan didn't even glance at the stumbling Sang Jialan, and walked straight towards An Yiru.
He looked at An Yiru with burning eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Yiru, I know they are forcing you. Do you really want to sacrifice your life's happiness for these people who don't care whether you live or die?"
Huangfu Zhaonan stretched out his hand to An Yiru and said softly: "Follow me, I won't let anyone force you to do something you don't want to do again."
Sangjiacheng's face had turned completely black.
Everyone in the An family went crazy.
An Huahai pointed at Huangfu Zhaonan's nose and yelled: "Crazy!"
An Zhifei looked ferocious: "Huangfu Zhaonan, do you really don't want to live anymore?"
An Zhiheng also shouted loudly: "It's too much to bully others... It's simply too much to bully others..."
Andawen had already started shouting for Anjia's guards, preparing to besiege Huangfu Zhaonan.
The people of the Sang family are also very excited. Huangfu Zhaonan did this at their family's engagement banquet, which is tantamount to pressing their Sang family's faces to the ground and rubbing them hard. It's strange that they can swallow this.
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Chu Tianshu stood with his arms folded in the audience, watching everything with a smile.
Wan Ciyin whispered: "Can you still laugh?"
The corners of Chu Tianshu's lips raised: "What else?
Am I crying?"
Wan Ciyin looked at the people around her warily: "I'm afraid a big battle will inevitably happen soon."
"If they want to fight, I will accompany them to the end."
Chu Tianshu glanced at Wan Ciyin from the corner of his eye and said, "If you are afraid, you can leave first."
Wan Ciyin rubbed her neck and hummed: "Growing up, my aunt has never known what it means to be afraid."
Huangfu Zhaonan stretched out his hand toward An Yiru again: "Yiru, come with me..."
Seeing the pain in Huangfu Zhaonan's eyes, An Yiru suddenly felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard, and subconsciously stretched out his hand in the direction of Huangfu Zhaonan.
Sang Kuohai stood with his hands behind his back, his face as gloomy as water: "Lao An, you have trained a good daughter."
"Bitch!"
Sang Jiacheng gritted his teeth and slapped An Yiru hard on the face.
Huangfu Zhaonan's gaze pierced towards Sangjia City like a knife.
Sang Kuohai said in a deep voice: "Lao An, your daughter has done such a scandal, do you think this slap should not be given?"
An Huahai stared at An Yiru and uttered two words coldly: "It should be beaten."
An Yiru covered her face and scanned the scene with her beautiful eyes.
No one in the An family showed concern for her, their eyes were filled with either contempt or anger.
She smiled sadly, her eyes gradually became firm, and she walked towards Huangfu Zhaonan.
Only then did Huangfu Zhaonan reveal a relieved smile and walked towards An Yiru.
"I am going to kill you!"
Sangjiacheng roared angrily, flew up, raised his palm and slapped An Yiru's vest.
"you dare?"
Huangfu Zhaonan's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and he jumped up, holding An Yiru's slender waist with his left hand, and raised his right hand to face Sangjia City.
However, before Huangfu Zhaonan could make contact with Sangjiacheng, another figure that was ten times faster than Sangjiacheng came up behind him like a ghost. He came first and then punched Huangfu Zhaonan.
But it was Sang Kuohai who took action.
The two red flames between his eyebrows are so bright and compelling.
Sang Jialan had already been slapped away by Huangfu Zhaonan, so how could he rest assured that Sang Jialan would fight Huangfu Zhaonan again.
Seeing Sang Kuohai's second-level cultivation of Chiyan, Chu Tianshu's eyes instantly condensed and he hurriedly stepped forward.
However, at this time, Sang Kuohai's fierce palm wind had already struck in front of Huangfu Zhaonan and An Yiru. Chu Tianshu wanted to save them, but it was already too late.
Feeling the fierce palm wind coming toward his face, Huangfu Zhaonan hurriedly gathered his body-protecting Qi to envelope him and An Yiru.
Bang!
Sang Kuohai's palm wind hit Huangfu Zhaonan's body-protecting Qi hard.
The powerful attack caused Huangfu Zhaonan and An Yiru to fly backwards.
Huangfu Zhaonan hugged An Yiru and fell to the ground. He took a few steps back with a thud, and spat out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing his chest and skirt red.
An Yiru hurriedly helped Huangfu Zhaonan and exclaimed: "Zhaonan, how are you?"
Huangfu Zhaonan had endured most of the force just now, so although her chest was heaving, she was almost uninjured.
As soon as the figure flashed, Chu Tianshu stepped in front of Huangfu Zhaonan and An Yiru.
"Walk."
Huangfu Zhaonan stabilized his breathing, took An Yiru's hand, and jumped off the high platform.
Chu Tianshu protects them.
An Zhifei shouted: "Stop them!"
Sangjiacheng also shouted hysterically: "Kill them...kill them for me, kill that couple of bitches..."
At that moment, all the Sang family guards and An family guards on the scene stopped towards Chu Tianshu and the others.
Huangfu Zhaonan shouted in a deep voice: "I don't want to hurt anyone, don't force me."
Chu Tianshu didn't have any unnecessary nonsense and just threw out the silver needle.