The imperial capital leaned over, looked at Ji Fufu in disgust, and didn't say anything.

It was a marriage, if it weren't for the Gongsun family, he wouldn't have looked down on this vulgar woman.

The imperial capital looked at Ji Tianming and asked, "Who are you!" ”

Ji Tianming jumped out of the sedan chair, ran to the side and walked out with a green donkey, on which sat a woman wearing a ghost mask, and a beggar was dragging behind the donkey.

"I'm here with my mother to give a gift to the bride."

The bustling crowd was confused, and they didn't notice that there was such a donkey and two people here.

Why is that?

Ji Weihan gave the guards around him a look and signaled him to deal with it quickly.

These three people seem to know that they are here to find fault.

The guard stepped forward and just wanted to make a move, but Ji Tianming raised his foot first and kicked on the guard's knee.

Click.

The guards wailed and knelt on the ground, their kneecaps shattered, and they couldn't get up.

Ji Tianming: "We are here to give gifts, don't do it, otherwise I will kill you all." ”

"Presumptuous, where did the wild boy come from, dare to make a big wedding for the prince, why don't you take it quickly."

Ji Weihan couldn't see the depth of Ji Tianming, and deliberately pulled the banner and pulled the royal family into the water.

The imperial capital scolded in his heart, but he couldn't shake the face of his father-in-law in front of the people, so he could only spread his anger on Ji Tianming.

"Come on, take down all these people and interrogate them carefully."

Ji Tianming didn't care about the people who came closer, but looked back at Ji Mingyao, as if asking.

Ji Mingyao understood what he meant, and said: "These little miscellaneous fish are handed over to you, just fight until you can't get up, don't hurt your life." ”

With Ji Mingyao's instructions, Ji Tianming twisted his shoulders, and after moving his lower joints, he pulled out his stick and began to act.

Ji Tianming's stick skills are outstanding, and in the face of a group of guards in the martial arts realm, he made ruthless moves aimed at the key points, but he was merciful and did not kill him.

Most of the guards who have been slapped can't stand up.

Ji Tianming shook his stick and threw these guards in front of the royal family and the Ji family one by one.

"With this strength, I'm embarrassed to protect people."

A group of guards lay on the ground, had nothing to say, and began to rot.

The masters of the royal family couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward one after another.

The imperial capital pretended to be the emperor's uncle, and he was the first to stand up to defend the royal family's face.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, your tone is not small, let the old man come to meet you."

The Imperial Capital is the strength of the Martial Sect, although it is a beginner, it is also one rank higher than Ji Tianming.

Ji Tianming was a little struggling to cope with it.

Seeing this, the royal family and the Ji family sighed that Ji Tianming had such strength at such a young age, and they were also a little relieved.

Ji Weihan looked at Ji Mingyao with a ghost face, and said sharply: "This girl, the royal family and my Ji family are happy today, if you can persuade your son not to mess around, I will not blame the past, please drink a glass of water and wine." ”

Ji Mingyao snorted and shook his head.

"Ji Weihan, your acting skills today are not as good as those of eight years ago, are you going to sing less in the Nanqu troupe?"

Nanqu team? Singing?

Ji Weihan was shocked, looking at the ghost-faced girl becoming more and more familiar.

"You, who the hell are you!"

Ji Mingyao didn't answer, just let out a low and hoarse laugh.

Ji Weihan suppressed her suspicions, no matter who the person in front of her was, she would die.

Ji Weihan gathered his palm, didn't say a word, and slapped it directly.

With this palm, he used seventy percent of his spiritual power and vowed to kill him with one blow.

However, the sharp palm wind was about to attack the ghost-faced girl, but it suddenly disappeared, and swept through it like a breeze, extremely gentle!

"This, this can't be." Ji Weihan stared, his gaze stayed on Ji Mingyao's mask, as if he understood something, and exclaimed: "Your mask is a defensive holy weapon, who are you!" ”