"meeting!"

His eyes were filled with ecstasy: "Really?"

Bai Lingxi turned around and took Su Ziyu's hand, looking embarrassed. "Ziyu, you may not know my true situation in the Bai family. My brother and I have always been in a competitive relationship. Whoever does more for the Bai family may become the head of the Bai family in the future... I have no achievements at the moment, and I want to take the initiative to cancel the engagement, but my father will not agree."

Su Ziyu asked anxiously, "Lingxi, what can I do for you? How can I help you break off this engagement?"

She looked at him and smiled, her eyes full of tenderness. "My father has long cherished a wish: to forge a sword to slay demons and monsters, but he lacks the raw materials... This time, I heard that Uncle Zhang Tuqiang has a very good kitchen knife. Not only can it be used to slaughter pigs and sheep, but it can also chop wood and split stones. This must be a piece of top-grade black iron, perfect for swordmaking!"

When Su Ziyu heard this, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He said calmly, "So what you mean is..."

"If possible, can you convince your sister to sell me that piece of black iron? Let her name her price."

He pretended to be confused: "This kitchen knife was picked up by Uncle Zhang Tuqiang. It's not my sister's. Why should I buy it from her?"

Bai Lingxi was pleasantly surprised: "So you want to give it to me for free?"

He thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back and see if there's any chance."

"Zi Yu! Thank you so much! If I can get this piece of black iron and help my father forge the magic sword, he might be so happy that he might agree to cancel my engagement with Mu Zichen! Then I will be free... I can be with the man I love!"

Her charming eyes were filled with affection as water, staring straight at Su Ziyu, full of hints.

Su Ziyu suddenly pulled his hand back, turned around and said, "Wait for my news. Go back early and don't catch a cold."

The moment he turned around, a bone-chilling coldness flashed in his black eyes.

…

The next day, at noon, ninety-nine tables of buffet wedding banquets were set up in front of the village opera stage, with ten people at each table, symbolizing a happy, long-lasting and perfect marriage.

Except for a few villagers who were paralyzed at home, most of the men, women, young and old in the village were invited.

Su Yao and his group of five were arranged at the last table, accompanied by Zhang Tuqiang and Ye Lengleng.

Zhang Tuqiang's second uncle Zhang Sanmiao, as the villager who offered the pig's head, was arranged to sit at the front tables. Also sitting with him was his only son Zhang Minjun, who had just rushed back to the village from the county an hour ago.

The village chief Wang Fugui's face was beaming. He raised the red wedding cup and gave a long toast, wishing his only daughter Wang Lingling and son-in-law Jia Qian a happy marriage and a son soon.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Minjun laughed at him, "Village Chief, your toast is really timely. Wang Lingling is already three months pregnant, so she will definitely give birth to a baby soon... As for whether the baby is a boy or a girl, it all depends on the fate of your Wang family."

Zhang Sanmiao elbowed his son hard and yelled, "Asshole! How dare you talk like that! The wedding banquet has just started and you're already drunk and talking nonsense? If you can't talk, get out of here!"

"Dad, why are you pretending to be so confused? You've known for a long time that Wang Lingling's baby is from our Zhang family, yet you're still sitting here calmly enjoying the wedding banquet. Could it be that you really accepted hush money from the village chief..."

With a snap!

Zhang Minjun was slapped loudly, and the wedding banquet suddenly fell silent.

"Village chief, I'm sorry! My son is confused, I will take him away now..." Zhang Sanmiao pulled his son's arm hard, but Zhang Minjun refused to leave.

Jia Qian's parents had long since passed away, leaving only her aunt present. She immediately demanded, "Wang Lingling! What on earth is going on? Didn't you say you had broken up with Zhang Minjun a long time ago? What's going on with the baby in your belly? Could it really be your and Zhang Minjun's illegitimate child?!"

Wang Lingling is very beautiful, just like her name, she is very pretty and 1.7 meters tall. Standing next to Jia Qian, who is 1.6 meters tall, she looks even taller.

Jia Qian has an ordinary appearance and wears a wig, which does not match her at all. Everyone in the village knows that Wang Lingling married Qian.

But everyone still thinks that Wang Lingling married well. It’s so much easier for her to have a husband without parents-in-law to take care of him, and he’s so rich too.

"Aunt, I swear to God, the baby in my belly is Jia Qian's own flesh and blood! If I lied, the baby will be born without an anus!"

"Hahahahaha... Wang Lingling! Today I finally see the real you. Not only are you greedy and vain, but you're also cunning and vicious! Since Jia Qian couldn't get you pregnant, you tried to borrow my sperm to have a child, pretending to get back together with me... And then you dumped me right after you successfully got pregnant, and even gave me 50,000 yuan to humiliate me!"

"For the sake of fame and fortune, you even cursed your own son! You are such a heartless and vicious woman!"

"I will never take this money even if I die! I will return it to you right in front of your incompetent husband!" He casually took out 50,000 yuan in cash from the backpack at his feet and threw the money into the sky, just like throwing paper money for the dead.

Some of the older men and women at the scene even picked up the money.

Seeing that the wedding banquet was about to get out of control, the village chief Wang Fugui asked for help from the old village chief. The old village chief looked at the distinguished guest Mu Zichen at the main table, stood up and bowed, saying: "Master Mu, please help the Wang family and expose the true colors of the Zhang family father and son, so that they will not really break up this auspicious marriage."

At this moment, Su Ziyu was puzzled and murmured, "Why would Mu Zichen from the Mu family come here... His behavior is puzzling."

As one of the five great families of cultivation, the Mu family has always been low-key and rarely puts on a show even when meeting dignitaries. It is surprising that they would come to this small mountain village to officiate a wedding.

Could it be that he has the same purpose as Bai Lingxi?

All for that 'kitchen knife'...

"Zi Yu, when you have great magical powers one day, you will be able to feel the spiritual energy of the village chief. It comes from the jade ring on his hand, which is made of an ancient spiritual stone. If worn by a cultivator, it can greatly improve his cultivation. The spiritual energy in the spiritual stone is in line with the technique that Mu Zichen practices." Bai Ze patiently explained.

"So that's how it is. Thank you for telling me, second brother." Su Ziyu immediately understood that Mu Zichen came to the village chief's house to steal the jade ring.

At this moment, Mu Zichen casually threw out an exorcism talisman to everyone present, freezing Zhang Minjun on the spot.

After a few seconds, he suddenly fell to the ground and lost consciousness, with a black aura continuously gushing out from the top of his head...

"Villagers, you all saw it, Zhang Minjun was possessed by a demon, that's why he was talking nonsense at the wedding banquet."

"He harbored a grudge against Wang Lingling for not being able to love her, and deliberately hurled dirty water at her in revenge, all in an effort to sabotage her marriage to Jia Qian. Such a despicable person must be punished as a warning."

"But you don't have to be afraid. The village chief won't really do anything to him. Today is Wang Lingling and Jia Qian's wedding day, and there will be no bloodshed..."

As soon as Mu Zichen finished speaking, Jia Qian was covered in blood!

His left arm was cut off by a strange force, and the severed arm flew towards a large round table...

"Ahhh... There's a ghost and someone's killing people..." Someone screamed, and the villagers present were so scared that they covered their heads and ran around.