Dongfang Xing caught her fist, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Didn't I tell you not to worry?"
Xiahou Huan'er grinded his teeth and wanted to bite: "How can I not be worried if you just say this?"
"How else?" His words were always the most direct, authoritative and effective expression.
"You should tell me what you deployed today." If she knew that he had such a strong defense, she wouldn't have to worry for so long.
Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand and pinched her tender cheek, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and said coolly: "You didn't ask."
When he said this again, Xiahou Huan'er gritted his teeth and was about to get angry.
The officiant behind them coughed lightly and asked: "King, can this ceremony continue?"
At this moment, all the guests watching the ceremony have been comforted.
There were still corpses flying in the sky and the smoke of war was filling the air, but it did not affect the atmosphere in the zombie camp at all.
Dongfang Xing immediately grabbed Xiahou Huan'er's waist, turned her around, faced the person who was officiating, and ordered without a doubt: "It must be."
"Yes." The wedding officiant was about to start, when suddenly a cold light with strong murderous intent flashed through the air, flying straight towards Xiahou Huan'er's back at lightning speed.
Dongfang Xing's deep and cold black and fiery red eyes flashed with cold light. He tightened his arms around Xiahou Huan'er suddenly and pulled her into his arms. Then he turned around, raised his palm and swiped, only to hear a ding ding.
There were three sharp sounds, and three hard bullets were swept to the pillar beside him by the wind of his palm.
When everyone saw clearly what was going on, they were so frightened that they gasped.
Someone wants to assassinate the bride.
Xia Houhuan'er, wearing a cumbersome wedding dress, twitched the corners of her mouth in Dongfang Xing's arms, feeling quite helpless: "Does that bullet want to kill me?"
"Obviously." Dongfang Xing replied calmly, looking around the crowd with half-squinted sharp eyes.
Wan Bupo, Ye Qiangwei and others, who were closely monitoring the movements everywhere, acted immediately upon seeing any movement and quickly targeted the crowd.
Just now, three bullets were fired in a row, and I thought I could take advantage of the chaos to kill a man named Xia Hou Huan'er. When he saw that the operation failed, he knew that he would never have a chance to kill him again, so he quickly left without anyone noticing.
He hid the pistol in his clothes, quietly retreated to a corner where no one was, and was about to climb out over the wall.
A sinister female voice came from behind him: "You dare to shoot in the zombie camp, do you still want to leave alive?"
The man was suddenly startled, knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed, he immediately turned around and drew his pistol, but before he could fire, there was a whoosh, a soft whip struck from mid-air, and wrapped around his wrist, causing a sudden burst of pain on his wrist.
He was startled by the severe pain and quickly let go.
The whip, like a snake, quickly wrapped around his loosened pistol. In the blink of an eye, it had fallen into Wild Rose's hand, with the muzzle pointed at his head.
There was a bloodthirsty sneer on her charming face: "You have the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard. You dare to make trouble even at the corpse king's wedding. Give me a reason not to kill you."
"Since I am inferior to others and fall into your hands, you can kill or cut me into pieces as you please." He was indeed a man with backbone.
Wild Rose slowly walked towards him, put the muzzle of her gun against his vital part, and suddenly smiled charmingly: "Tell me who sent you here."
The man pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Tsk, tsk, you have some backbone, don't you..." An evil light flashed in Wild Rose's charming eyes. The pistol pressed against his forehead slowly slid down, passing through his chest and lower abdomen, and then stopped at him.
