"Who are you, dare to come to the door of Jimo's house. ”

While Han Ming was talking to Jimo Bian, the gilded door suddenly opened, and a young monk in a white robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, slowly walked out of it. Before the man arrived, the voice had already floated out.

The white-robed monk stood in front of the gate, and a pair of big eyes began to scan Han Ming, a look of disdain appeared in his eyes, and he just wanted to open his mouth to sarcastically sarcastically mock the young man in front of him.

But the imprint flaw of the enchanting posture behind him attracted his eyes.

The white-robed monk's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward, crossed Han Ming, and stood directly in front of Jimo Defect, his face suddenly filled with a warm smile, like a young man with an excellent temperament.

"Who is at the door of Jimo's house, making a big fuss, it turns out to be Sister Flaw, please come in quickly, in this entire Mo City, only Sister Flaw can have such a privilege, no one else!"

The white-robed monk's gaze was directly as if he was making a home on the body of Jimo's flaw, and he had no intention of taking it back at all. With a warm smile still on the corner of his mouth, he said slowly.

After feeling the other party's gaze, a thick disgust rose in Ji Mo's heart, but a charming smile appeared on his face, his face was like a peach blossom, and he said delicately: "Young Master Meng has a good reputation, how can the slave family be so blessed." ”

"Yes, yes, please come in, sister flawed. ”

Every move of the ink flaw was fatal to the white-robed monk, and he couldn't resist it at all, so the smile on his face instantly became obscene, and he looked like a pig brother, that is, his saliva didn't flow down.

At the same time, the white-robed monk waved his hand, and the gilded door that was closed was slowly opened. The white-robed monk turned his head, with a flattering smile on his face, and hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"The slave family is here, thank you Young Master Meng. Jimo immediately walked slowly towards the gilded gate.

The white-robed monk followed closely beside Jimo and walked towards Jimo's mansion.

Han Ming watched Ji Mo flaw play with the son of the family in front of him in applause, and was secretly shocked in his heart, this Ji Mo flaw's communication talent was not a little stronger than her cultivation talent.

In just a few words, he smoothly brought himself into the Jimo family, although with Han Ming's strength, he didn't need it at all, but he could eliminate a trouble, and Han Ming also ended up relaxed, and he followed them and walked inside.

The white-robed monk naturally noticed Han Ming's existence, but in his eyes, Han Ming was just an entourage of Jimo Flaw, or an uncompetitive rival in love.

Along the way, many monks were saluting the white-robed monk, which made the white-robed monk very useful, and a smug look appeared on his face, looking at Han Ming very provocatively.

Han Ming felt the other party's eyes like this, there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, and he still looked straight ahead. The white-robed monk behaved like a poor man showing off his own few dollars to a rich man.

It didn't attract Han Ming's attention at all, and he walked straight ahead.

Walking on the road, Jimo flawed to see Jimo Mansion, everywhere is full of lights, red happy words are hung all over the walls, the quaint * house, at this time full of festive colors.

"Young Master Meng, what are the recent happy events in Jimo Mansion?" Jimo Fang stopped, turned his head to face the white-robed monk, smiled charmingly, and asked softly.

"There is indeed a happy event, tomorrow is the wedding day of my uncle's brother, and you are no stranger to the bride, it is Jimo Yaer in your branch. Hearing the question, he hurriedly replied.

"Humph!"

Before Jimo could speak, a cold snort came from Han Ming's mouth.

After the white-robed monk heard Han Ming's cold snort, he immediately showed a displeased look on his face, and immediately asked Han Ming, "Why do you have an opinion?"

"Yes," Han Ming nodded lightly and immediately spoke.

"Heh," Hearing Han Ming's answer, the white-robed monk was immediately angry, the monk in front of him was really stupid and cute, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "Even your Jimo Xuan is helpless in this matter, what can you do?"

"I'm here today, so tomorrow's wedding won't take place. Han Ming's eyes scanned the surroundings, and he said indifferently.

"I think you're crazy!" After the white-robed monk heard Han Ming's words, he suddenly felt that Han Ming was a little crazy, he had lost his interest in flirting, and he wanted to maintain a good cultivation in front of Jimo Defect, so he had to say a word without being salty, and turned his head directly to look at Ji Ink Defect.

"Jimotang, get out of here!"

After Han Ming's eyes scanned the surrounding environment, he immediately looked ahead, and suddenly roared, and the sound resounded throughout Jimo Mansion.

On the way here, Han Ming has already learned about the head of the Jimo family, even if the opponent's strength is lower than his own, but because of habit, Han Ming will still understand his opponent in advance, only in this way can he not be defeated!

Hearing Han Ming's roar, he was immediately stunned, this guy was too bold. You must know that the entire Jimo family, whether it is the main vein Haihua Silk branch, your own uncle is the highest in cultivation, and therefore their vein can sit firmly in the position of the main vein.

At the same time, a wave of anger rose in the heart of the white-robed monk, if his uncle knew that he had brought this guy in, he would definitely not spare himself.

"Stinky boy, what are you yelling at, you can't do it if you want to die!" The white-robed monk couldn't care about his impression in Jimo's heart now, and immediately his face was gloomy, and he roared angrily at Han Ming.

Han Ming's face was calm, his eyes looked indifferently ahead, and he chose to ignore the words of the white-robed monk.

Whoosh!

Several figures galloped towards the square where Han Ming was standing.

When the white-robed monk saw Han Ming ignoring him, the expression on his angry face immediately distorted and became hideous and terrifying, and he just wanted to shoot to kill Han Ming.

A voice suddenly came out of the air.

"Jimo Meng, what happened?" A middle-aged monk who looked very similar to the white-robed monk landed on the square, not angry and arrogant, with a straight face, staring at the white-robed monk with a pair of tiger eyes.

"Father, I don't know what kind of madness this kid is doing, and he dares to call Uncle by his name here. The white-robed monk suddenly lost his temper when he faced his father, and replied tremblingly.

"Who are you, why did you speak out to provoke my eldest brother? After hearing the white-robed monk's words, the middle-aged monk directly shifted his gaze from the white-robed monk's body to Han Ming's body. After looking up and down, he slowly spoke.