After entering Wanbin Tower, someone naturally came up to take Han Feng to the place where the guests rested. Because Han Feng attended the wedding banquet this time as the head of the Ministry of War, he was listed as the official seat. When he arrived at the resting place, he saw high-ranking officials everywhere. He, the third-rank chief of the Ministry of War, was inconspicuous at all.

Fortunately, the wedding banquet was about to be held, so he didn't have to say hello one by one, so he went to the hall soon.

This hall is the most luxurious and spacious place that Han Feng has ever seen since his birth. I am afraid that the second one will never be seen again. There were hundreds of tables in the wedding banquet, divided into four parts, one is the officials, one is the followers of officials, one is the powerful people from all sides, and the other is the followers of powerful people and famous people.

There are only six people at each table, which means six or six. Han Feng sat with five officials, all third-rank officials, and no one was worse than anyone else. However, Han Feng had the title of first-class viscount, so the five third-rank officials did not dare to neglect when they saw him. They were polite and dared to sit down after seeing him.

Soon, after only nine cheerful cannons, a couple walked across the red carpet and came to the front of the stage. The man was heroic and upright, and he thought he was Zhang Shimei, while the woman was slightly dressed and dressed in a phoenix crown and a red robe, beautiful as a flower, and thought he was Wen Yuhe.

At this moment, four people came out of the backstage, but the parents of the bride and groom sat down in the seats they had prepared. Because it was a reorganized wedding, many steps were omitted. As long as a couple gave tea to their parents, it would be a courtesy.

Zhang Shimei and Wen Yuhe knelt down, and a festive-dressed old mother served two cups of tea, asking the bride to first to respect the groom's parents, and then to serve two cups of tea, asking the groom to respect the bride's parents' tea.

Zhang Shimei took the first cup of tea and was about to offer tea to the bride's father when he suddenly heard a voice coming and said, "Brother Shimei..."

When Zhang Shimei heard this, her whole body shook, and the tea in her hand was accidentally knocked down. Fortunately, she was caught by the bride's father, and the brows of the bride's father were already frowning deeply.

In an instant, the whole audience was silent. There were two more people in the direction of the hall gate. One on the left, with his hands behind his back, Yuan Xiyue Zhi, and an unparalleled aura appeared around him. A girl in green stood beside him, with a haggard face.

When Han Feng saw the girl, he couldn't help but scream in his heart: "Miss Jia!"

The girl was indeed Jia Ruping, but the person standing next to her was not her adoptive father, Tan Tianqi, but a strange man with a thin mask on her face, who could see his eyes, nose, and mouth, but could not see a careful weirdo.

"'Thousand-faced handsome demon' stone evil!"

Many people screamed in silence.

Yes, that person is indeed Shi Zhixie, the "Thousand-faced Jun Demon", one of the four mad demons of the Demon Sect.

Every time Jia Ruping took a step, Shi Zhixie followed him. It was not until the two of them walked forward for more than ten steps that someone shouted loudly and blocked the way. But before the man could stand firm, with a "bang", the man immediately retreated to the side by a thunderous force, sat on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.

In an instant, more than ten figures rushed towards Shi Zhixie, and an old voice said, "Shi Zhixie, our two families did not invite you."

As soon as the words fell, the more than ten people were all impressed, spitting blood in their mouths and falling out, while Shi Zhixie was still holding his hands behind his back, as if he had not taken action.

The audience couldn't help but take a breath of air. Even Han Feng himself felt that he was still a long way from the other party.

"stop!"

The two shouted in unison, one was Zhang Shimei's father Zhang Lingyuan, and the other was Wen Yuhe's father Wen Zhuolong.

Both of them stood up and walked to the front of the stage, following their wives and children.

Zhang Lingyuan bowed his hands and said, "Senior Shi, I don't know where the child offended you, please tell me."

Shi Zhixie didn't say anything, just walked with Jia Ruping. In Jia Ruping's eyes, there were so many people in the audience, and only one person was her goal.

Finally, Jia Ruping walked three feet away, with tears in her eyes, looking at Zhang Shimei and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Shimei, why? Why do you treat me like this?"

Since Zhang Shimei saw Jia Ruping, her face has become very pale. After hearing Jia Ruping's words, her whole body trembled even more and could not answer.

"When you left me, you said you would come to marry me in half a year, but you are so cruel, and you will go there for a year and five months. I would rather be the unfilial daughter of the Jia family and let down Brother Shaojie's sincerity in order to see you again one day. You said, why did you treat me like this?!"

Jia Ruping's voice was shrill, as if she was accusing her.

With a "bang", Zhang Shimei was slapped in the face, which was slapped by Zhang Lingyuan. The slap of this palm was really hard, and blood was flowing from the corner of Zhang Shimei's mouth.

"Beast, kneel down." Zhang Lingyuan shouted.

Zhang Shimei obediently knelt down, as if she had made up her mind and would never speak.

Zhang Lingyuan pulled out a measure of the sky from his sleeve and landed on Zhang Shimei's head, which scared many people to change their faces, especially his wife.

"Brother Yuan, don't..."

"Shut up, you have spoiled him since you were a child. Beast, say, are you sorry for this girl?"

Zhang Shimei closed her eyes and nodded.

Zhang Lingyuan still put the measuring ruler on Zhang Shimei's head and said to Jia Ruping: "Girl, Zhang doesn't know who you are, nor do you want to know who you are. Just one word, Zhang will bear this beast."

"No……"

Although Zhang Lingyuan's wife was very skilled, she fainted when she saw that her husband was going to kill her beloved son.

Zhang Lingyuan ignored his wife's fainting, but Wen Zhuolong's wife helped Zhang Lingyuan's wife in time.

The bride Wen Yuhe took two steps forward and said coldly: "This girl, I don't know what kind of holidays you have with my husband, but if you can't get along with him, you can't get along with me. You and I are both women, how to fight, you can draw the way, and I will follow you all."

This made Jia Ruping's delicate body shake, and then she turned her gaze to Wen Yuhe. At this glance, she couldn't help but feel desperate.

In terms of beauty, how can she compare with Wen Yuhe at this time?

In terms of family background, she was an unfilial daughter who betrayed her family. Compared with Wen Yuhe, she was one in the sky and the other on the ground.

When it comes to being generous, she is not as good as that.

In an instant, Jia Ruping felt dizzy. No matter what she compared, she could not compare to Wen Yuhe. How could Zhang Shimei not be attracted to Wen Yuhe?

"Wow……"

Jia Ruping's martial arts had been nullified and her body was very weak. After experiencing this blow, her qi and blood immediately surged up, and she opened her mouth and sprayed blood.

Shi Zhixie stretched out his hand and sent a stream of true energy into Jia Ruping's body. However, Jia Ruping's heart was dead. Even if Shi Zhixie had the ability to be in heaven, he would be helpless.

"Forget it, forgot it, just pretend that I have never seen you, and you have never seen me, I just had a nightmare, a nightmare..."

Jia Ruping said in a daze, staggeringly, turning around and running out.

Shi Zhixie followed behind him and did not reach out to help him. No one dared to come out to stop him wherever he passed, nor did anyone dare to speak out.

After a while, the whole audience seemed to have returned to the court.

Zhang Lingyuan took the measuring ruler away from Zhang Shimei's head and said in a deep voice: "Beast, today is your happy day. I will spare you for my father. Next time, I will break your legs for my father."

Zhang Shimei opened her eyes and a trace of pain flashed through her eyes, but this pain could not resist the thousands of benefits that were pressed on him. It was not that he did not love Jia Ruping, but that he was not strong enough to get rid of the shackles on his body and fight for his freedom.

The wedding was still held. After Han Feng drank a few drinks, he saw someone leaving, and then he left at the banquet on the excuse of having something to do.

He wanted to chase Jia Ruping, but he didn't know where she went, so he had to go back to Viscount's Mansion first.

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