When Shi Juan died in his previous life, his immortal bones were destroyed, he was penniless, his relatives were betrayed, and his reputation was in disrepute. She presented her sincerity and all her wealth to Zhao Biyao. Zhao Biyao accepted them all, but still despised Shi Juan for being no more than a grass and tree. He was from a lowly background and was not worthy of her.
When Shi Juan opened his eyes again, he returned to the wedding scene of his previous life.
She raised her head and saw Zhao Biyao standing on the high platform in a red wedding dress. He gently waved her forward, as if calling a dog: "Juan'er, come here."
Shi Juan thought, I don't want to be a dog, nor do I want to be a plant. I want to be a good person.
At this moment, an announcement came from the main entrance: "Poyun Sword Master Ji Baibai has arrived——"
Shi Juan turned around and saw a black-haired woman in white clothes coming to the door with a sword in her hand. Her expression was indifferent, but the congratulatory gift she offered was the most precious elixir in the room, which could bring the dead back to life. She said concisely: "Congratulations."
Shi Juan suddenly remembered that for some unknown reason in his previous life, Ji Baibai suddenly switched to the Wuqing Dao three days later. Because he changed his mind method midway, although his skill was greatly increased, his vitality was severely damaged. In the end, he fought bloody and died on the battlefield of the battle between immortals and demons to protect the peace of Jiuzhou. When everyone mentions Ji Baibai, they have to say, "It's a pity that God is jealous of talents."
So Shi Juan lifted his hijab and said to Zhao Biyao, "I won't marry you anymore."
"And you must return the treasures I gave you before."
Zhao Biyao sneered in shock and anger: "Juan'er, don't be too ignorant. You are from a humble background and have low magic power. Who else can protect you besides me?"
When all the guests were silent about the newlyweds' rebellion, they heard a voice, as cold as Kunlun ice and snow, calm and firm:
"I can."
Poyun Sword Master Ji Baibai took off his natal sword that never left his body, stepped out from the crowd, held up the sword with both hands, knelt on one knee, raised his head and stared at Shi Juan, and said word by word: "I can die for her."
——If you don't have hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world.
Determination: The road is dangerous and obstructive, but my mind has not changed. Like the eternity of the moon, like the rise of the sun.