The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,Li Qianzi turned her head back. Under the silver-white lightning, Nan Gongyu at the door wore a magnificent red wedding robe, his figure elegant and unrestrained. He was extraordinary, but at this moment, his face was as cold as ice. A pair of narrow and long eyes stirred up a storm, as if they wanted to devour Li Qianzi in front of him mercilessly.,Nan Gong Yu gave an order, and the four guards behind him drew their swords and stormed into the bridal chamber, charging at Li Qian Zi with menacing force.。