Wedding scene: kicking and supporting his younger brother’s fiancée

More than ten minutes passed.

Su Ming and Ning Fengqing came to the Ning family's mansion.

Two bodyguards guarding the door hurriedly greeted them and opened the car door, one left and one right.

"Let's go, go in first, and inform the rest of the people not to linger on the road from the gate of the mansion to the lobby!"

Ning Fengqing got out of the car and immediately ordered.

Her worries are not unreasonable, the Ye family has always acted domineeringly, and if someone stops them later, something may happen.

"Yes, Miss!" the

bodyguard didn't ask, although he was puzzled.

Su Ming and the others came all the way to the lobby, while the two bodyguards evacuated the others.

At this moment, in the lobby, Ning Cangyun and other high-level officials were there, and Wang Daoqian also brought several members of the Wang family to the Ning family.

In the lobby, everyone's faces were quite solemn.

It wasn't until they saw Su Ming and Ning Fengqing's figures that everyone's faces relaxed.

Then everyone stood up and came out.

"Grandmaster Su!"

came to Su Ming's side, and everyone bowed slightly.

"Hmm!"

Su Ming nodded lightly, walked to the main seat and sat down.

After that, he asked, "Where are the people?" "

It should be almost there!" Ning

Cangyun hurriedly replied.

"Oh, are you all here?" At

this moment, a voice came, and I saw the figures of five people in sight.

The leader is naturally Ye Jingyun.

And Qin Xuanwu and Duan Zhengguo were one position behind him, and Qin Zhao and Duan Sheng followed behind the three of them.

When the people of the Ning family and the Wang family saw the five of them, their pupils shrank slightly.

Only Su Ming's face was indifferent.

At this time, the eyes of Ye Jingyun, Duan Sheng, and Qin Zhao fell on Su Ming's body at the same time, and a trace of hatred crossed the depths of his eyes.

I have to say that last night, Su Ming made all three of them lose a lot of face.

Especially Ye Jingyun.

As the young master of the Ye family, he was easily defeated by Su Ming, and the prestige brought by the grandmaster who had just achieved it was directly trampled to pieces.

Soon, the five of them came to the door of the lobby and did not move forward again, but stood outside the lobby.

Ye Jingyun glanced at the people in the hall, and his eyes stayed on Wang Daoqian's face: "Oh, the gossip is also there, the major families in the Demon Capital have kept a distance from the Ning family, you gossip, aren't you afraid of my Ye family's revenge?" Ye Jingyun

had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, since last night, many families that have connections with the Ning family have distanced themselves.

Without him, Ye's name is too big.

It's okay for ordinary businessmen to say, but for the national art family, the Ye family is simply like a nightmare.

"Ye Clan, after all, it's just the overlord of Foshan, Sect Master Ye, have you crossed the line?"

Wang Daoqian spoke, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Snort!

" Who knows, Ye Jingyun sneered and said disdainfully: "Is it just Foshan? Wang Family Master, I'm afraid you are wrong! I, the Ye family, am the overlord in the entire national art world!"

Ye Jingyun said this sentence without disobeying his intentions.

That's right, there are three grandmasters in one family, and there are subsidiary families where two grandmasters exist.

In the entire national art world, there is no family that can stand out from the right.

Wang Daoqian didn't speak, and there was a sense of resentment in his heart, but he couldn't vent it at the moment.

Ye Jingyun didn't care about him, glanced at the lobby of the Ning family again, and said lightly: "Come here today, two purposes

!" "One, Ning Fengqing! Follow me

!" "Second, Su Ming, our Liangzi should also have an explanation!"

Ye Jingyun's words were extremely domineering.

The moment his words fell, the two great grandmasters behind him immediately burst out with their own aura.

For a time, the coercion of terror descended.

In the entire lobby, except for Su Ming, everyone felt that they couldn't breathe well at this moment.

"Ding!Select Trigger

!""Option 1: Suppress the incoming enemy and reward the improvement of the True Qi Realm!""Option

2: Calm the situation and reward Wing Chun!"

The system prompt sounded.

"Sure enough, has the power in the body been transformed into true qi?" Su

Ming heard the prompt sound, and secretly chewed in his heart.

His guess was indeed not wrong, and the power in his body had been transformed into true qi.

Better quality than ever.

Without thinking too much, Su Ming directly chose one, and as for choosing two, Su Ming directly did not consider it.

Wing Chun

is indeed a good national art, but I already have eight poles, which is completely enough.

After choosing, Su Ming stood up.

The next moment, the aura in his body exploded.

In an instant, the pressure on the entire lobby collapsed.

At this moment, Qin Xuanwu and Duan Zhengguo's faces both became solemn.

Su Ming didn't speak, just walked towards Ye Jingyun and the others.

Ye Jingyun's calm expression just now changed slightly.

However, when he thought of the two grandmasters behind him, the look on Ye Jingyun's face regained again: "Su Ming, this is what happened to you offending my Ye family, you think you are very strong, but you can never imagine how strong my Ye family is!" "

Really?"

Su Ming finally spoke.

The moment the words fell, Su Ming's figure flashed, reappeared, and had already come to Ye Jingyun's side.

From the very beginning, Su Ming didn't intend to talk nonsense with them.

The moment the figure appeared, Su Ming had already made a move.

Ye Jingyun's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated.

"Young master, be careful!" Qin

Xuanwu's voice came, and the next moment, I saw him raise his hand and wave.

"Hum!"

the air suddenly exploded.

An invisible palm print suddenly appeared and shot towards Su Ming at an extremely fast speed.

"Oh?"

Su Ming's eyes moved slightly.

"Grandmaster-level skills?"

The palm print did not pose a threat to Su Ming, but it stood in front of him.

didn't care too much, Su Ming raised his fist and punched down.

"Bang!"

exploded, and a ripple immediately filled the air.

And that palm print was also shattered by Su Ming's punch.

"Very good, worthy of being the heir of the Eight Extremes, so that it is a little interesting!" Qin

Xuanwu's voice sounded, and with a step on his footsteps, he had already deceived himself.

Swing your hand again.

This time, the palm print was bigger and the power was more condensed.

The air had been torn apart with white marks.

"Condense into silk!" Su

Ming sighed softly in his heart.

The next moment, a faint light suddenly appeared in his hand.

Immediately after, a silk thread that shimmered with brilliance appeared, piercing the air directly and drawing towards the large handprint.

"Smack!"

Something weird happened.

The big handprint was directly shattered by this blow and dissipated into the air.

"How is it possible?"

Qin Xuanwu was taken aback.

He couldn't afford to think about it.

The thread continued to draw at him after smashing his palm prints.

But in an instant, it pierced the air and appeared in front of him.

Qin Xuanwu hurriedly slapped out his palms.

"Boom!"

came a muffled sound.

A terrifying force is coming.

"Oooo