However, the one with the red bridal veil lifted wasn't his bride. 。Liu Ruoxin buried her head and lowered her eyes, trembling slightly. Her eyes, though clear, were dull and uncommunicative. 。Or, a blind man's bride with eyes that see nothing. 。"Why is it you " 。"Zhao Yun said coldly," 。"You are...Zhao Yun""Answer my question, why is it you, where is your sister Where is Liu Ruyue" Zhao Yun's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes already showing 。"It's my elder sister, let me take her place." 。"Liu Ruoxin was terrified, her eyes filled with tears." 。Funny 。Zhao Yun overturned the table, unsheathed his hanging sword, and rushed out of the room in a frenzy. 。,Zhao Yun, the groom, stood out on the street with his cold sword in hand.,"This... isn't Zhao Family Head" "How could the Liu family's eldest miss, with such talent, be willing to marry this useless person" 。"I wonder what good deeds I did in my past life." 。On such a joyous occasion, why would we stay at home with each other when there is so much to see and do in the streets 。Such heavy killing intent, who provoked him 。The crowd on the street jostled and shoved each other, pointing and whispering amongst themselves. There was much pity, mockery, and suspicion in their voices. 。Ahead, Zhao Yun's killing intent was palpable. His pale face still bore a hint of ferocity. 。Perhaps, in that instant when he lifted the red veil, he should have understood. He just refused to admit it. 。He, Zhao Yun, the head of the Zhao family, a martial arts prodigy of the past, is now a broken vein and waste. 。。