Chapter 12 I am not dead, you are the ones who died
"What the hell is the Gongsun family? Is it very powerful? Is it as powerful as our Ji family?"
Ji Mingyao looked at Ji Weihan and would be frightened to death if he asked.
Ji Weihan became anxious on the spot, "Don't talk nonsense, let go of the young master of the Gongsun family."
The Ji family has only existed for a hundred years, and is not even a thing in the eyes of the Gongsun family. Ji Mingyao obviously wants to bring disaster to the Ji family.
"Okay. For the sake of the owner, I will kill him right now."
Ji Mingyao didn't give anyone a chance to argue, and slashed down the stick with a burst of energy, directly cutting off Gongsun Hua's heart.
Poor Gongsun Hua, he didn't even say the last threatening words, he just stared and died quietly.
The emperor had already seen Gongsun slipping and falling, and took a deep breath.
No matter who this ghost-faced woman is, the Ji family and the Gongsun family have enmity. The Ji family is afraid of disappearing, and the Huangdu family must not be involved in this matter.
"Ji Fufu, since you are having an affair with someone else, you can never become the daughter-in-law of my Royal Capital family. Today's engagement is cancelled, and our Pingyang royal family has nothing to do with your Ji family."
"Your Highness, you!"
Ji Weihan didn't expect that the imperial capital would tell the truth so simply and without any hesitation.
The imperial capital did not wait for Ji Weihan to attack, and quickly left with his people on horseback.
I don’t know if anyone will come from behind Gongsun’s house, so it’s safe to leave now.
The people around seemed to notice something and left quietly.
Suddenly, only the Ji family and Ji Mingyao's mother and son were left in the originally bustling venue.
"Hehe, hehe, hahaha."
Ji Mingyao smiled lightly at first, but in the end, she laughed wildly.
Seeing Ji Weihan's dark face and Ji Fufu's confused look, she just felt relieved.
She took off her mask and said, "Ji Weihan, Ji Fufu, you thought you were so capable. You never thought you would be here today."
When Ji Fufu saw Ji Mingyao's face, she suddenly went crazy, gritted her teeth and cursed, "It's you bitch, you're not dead."
"Yes, I'm not dead, so it's you who will die."
Ji Mingyao put away the mask and stood firmly in front of him with a long black stick.
She twitched hard, only to hear the sound of a blade, and a long black knife appeared in her hand.
The cold blade glowed with a faint and sharp light in the sunlight. Starting from the handle, from top to bottom, the blade was engraved with vivid flowers blooming and falling.
A holy vessel, another holy vessel.
Unexpectedly, the ordinary-looking black stick actually contained a long sacred sword hidden inside.
Ji Weihan knew that he was not Ji Mingyao's opponent.
The body of Gongsun Hua, who was in the high-level martial arts realm, was still lying there. How could he, a martial artist, survive?
"Mingyao, I am indeed sorry for what happened that day, but I have my own reasons. I hope you can listen to me."
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Ji Mingyao didn't wait for Ji Weihan to finish speaking, she waved her hand and struck with a knife.
The blade struck deeply at Ji Weihan's side, and the wind of the blade directly scattered his bun.
Ji Mingyao looked at Ji Weihan with cold eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, it's crooked. It's my first time using this knife. I'm not used to it. Don't worry, my next slash will definitely not be crooked."
Ji Weihan was timid and had a plan in mind.
There is definitely no way he can survive any longer. The only solution for now is to fight to the death.
"The son of the Ji family will live and die with the Ji family today."
When I heard the order, I thought everyone would respond, but I didn't expect that no one would rush forward to die.
Ji Weihan looked at the people around him who were retreating with guilty conscience, his despairing face even more chilling.
Looking at this scene, Ji Mingyao burst into laughter, tears of laughter came out, and asked: "Ji Weihan, I really didn't expect you to be so naive."
Ji Weihan gritted his teeth, "Ji Mingyao, you must die today!"
Ji Weihan rushed toward Ji Mingyao in a suicidal manner. Ji Mingyao looked at him with a playful look on his face and waved the knife without any hesitation.
The cold and sharp blade struck at Ji Weihan!
Ji Weihan didn't panic at all. He threw a scroll towards Ji Fufu with one hand and threw a black light towards Ji Mingyao with the other hand.
Ji Mingyao sensed something was wrong and raised his knife to resist. However, the black light, like a living creature, actually bypassed the long knife and struck directly at Ji Tianming.