"Oh, I can't believe that someone is going to oppose His Majesty the King's wedding!"
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There was an instant panic in the church. Royal Guards armed with weapons rushed out from behind the altar, wearing white uniforms and red epaulettes. More than a dozen people quickly surrounded Chu Yilun and Cheng Liuli in the center.
"Who are you, who dare to break into the Royal Church of Soachia with private weapons!"
The leader of the Guards pointed the shell gun in his hand at Yesluo outside the church, "Quickly exit the church, I will spare you the chance to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud gunshot, and a plume of smoke came out of a sniper rifle sticking out of the stained glass window. The leader suddenly fell to the ground, his head opened, and white brains and red blood flowed to the ground.
The church was instantly in chaos. People were rushing around, pushing and trampling. The bouquets in their hands were trampled into mud, and countless stools were overturned on the ground.
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Chu Yilun's figure did not move, but the fingers holding Cheng Liuli suddenly tightened, and the knuckles turned pale and bled.
There was another gunshot, and the huge glass on the ceiling of the church crashed to the ground. "Don't move!"
Standing next to the man, a big man in black who was missing his left ear let out a thunderous roar.
Everyone's movements were frozen in place, with fear written on their faces and trembling eyes, but no one dared to take another step.
The man stepped forward step by step.
The deep facial features gradually get rid of the shadow of the backlight, and the face is so handsome that it is almost evil, and the smile gathers at the corners of the lips coldly.
The lines of his entire body were cold and hard, like a blade about to be sharpened. It was a thin piece, pressing towards him with a killing intent that seemed to drive him to death, which made people shudder.
Cheng Lili was held by Chu Yilun and stood there, her eyes still unfocused and confused. She watched the man step by step forward with a calm expression, which seemed to be extremely calm, but also seemed to be frightened.
I was stunned, and in my eyes, the thin layer of mist became thicker and lighter.
Along the red carpet, Yesi Luo still walked step by step.
The candlesticks on both sides of the aisle were scattered, and the few remaining candles flickered.
The autumn wind whistled along the broken glass window and the door.
The hem of Cheng Liuli's snow-white wedding dress was blowing high.
The man in front of him was so cold and cold, his eyes were like the pupils of a person who saw blood. The layers of scarlet seemed to be intensely dizzy in the depths of his eyes, vaguely bloody.
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Thin and sharp, the edges and corners of the whole person seemed to have been split open with an axe. All the sunshine and warmth were shattered into stone chips and no longer existed. There were only sharp edges, abrupt and sharp as if they could pierce a person's throat.
Cheng Liuli's heart suddenly began to throb violently, as if his heart had been cut open by a sharp blade, and blood oozed out. The pain spread all the way, and even the bone marrow seemed to be filled with huge pain.
In his eyes, the clarity that seemed to sting disappeared in a flash.
Who is this man? What could he do to be here?
"Cheng Liuli, don't think that I can't catch you if you escape to this Java Island! No matter where you hide in this life, don't think of escaping from my grasp!"
The sharp-edged ice fragments in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out!
Chu Yilun took half a step calmly, covered Cheng Liuli behind him, and said in a light voice, "Yes Luo, are you okay?"
Yesluo cast his sinister gaze on this tall young man, "Chu Yilun, congratulations on finally ascending to the throne of king, but I'm sorry, this woman, she can't be your wife!"