"By the way, there is something you don't know? Demons handed over the marriage letter several times, wanting to marry Jiyu, but they were mercilessly rejected. In the end, they had to settle for the next best thing and chose the Nether Realm. The Lord's son. Good horses don't turn back, do you think Dijun will turn around and marry a woman he didn't want?"
The whispers of the spiritual cultivators were not loud, but they still reached everyone's ears.
Jun Shitian's face had gradually changed from ice-cold to livid.
The chill and murderous aura in his eyes seemed to condense into substance and gushed out.
And whether it was the demons in the venue or in the stands, they were filled with righteous indignation.
I can't wait to rush over immediately and tear up the spirits of those who slandered their princess with outspoken words.
Lingxiu, who was the first to speak, felt the tense atmosphere around him, and couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.
There was a mocking expression on his face: "What do you Moxiu mean by showing such expressions of wanting to kill? Have we slandered the princess? Isn't what everyone said is the truth? Just because you told the truth, the Mozun wants to indulge his subordinates." Hurt people? It turns out that the Heavenly Charm Banquet, which has been passed down for thousands of years by the demons, turned out to be such a brutal and powerful speech, and there is no room for anyone to raise different opinions at the meeting."
"Then what kind of son-in-law does the Demon Lord choose? It's better to kill us all and leave behind those obedient and flattering trash. In this way, Her Highness the Princess may be satisfied."
The man slowly raised his chin, and said coldly: "Perhaps there are indeed such cowards in Tianmei Palace, but I, Si Tiancheng, are definitely not. If His Majesty Mozun thinks that I deserve death, why not kill me now! I would rather die generously than lose my spiritual dignity in enemy territory."
There was a burst of applause from the crowd.
"That's right, the Demon Lord can kill us if he has the ability. From then on, the Tianmei Banquet will become a joke."
"Mozun, we just asked the princess to come out to let us meet, isn't this too much to ask?"
Several elders of the demon clan looked at Jun Shitian with ugly expressions.
Facing Jun Shitian's cold gaze, they shrunk their necks, and simply turned their gazes to Min Wei.
The Celestial Charm Banquet is one of the most sacred ceremonies of the Demon Race.
Even the Demon Lord cannot easily break its rules.
If the Demon Lord is really allowed to kill at the Tianmei Banquet, then the Demon Race and Lingxiu will fall into an endless bloody battle.
Although nine out of ten demons hate spiritual cultivation, it is obviously not the time to start a war.
Elder Wu Zhuang coughed lightly and said, "Minwei, Tianmei Banquet is a blind date banquet for Her Royal Highness in the final analysis, I think it's better for the princess to come out and meet these spirits?"
"That's right!" Another elder also said, "It's fine if Her Highness the Princess couldn't be found before, but now that she has been found, why bother to cover it up? Even if Her Royal Highness doesn't look good, huh, these spiritual cultivation Don't you dare to dislike it?"
Minwei: "..."
He also wants Her Royal Highness to come out!
But the question is that Her Royal Highness the Princess is sitting below, or is she one of the candidates for the Princess Consort? Can you believe it
Min Wei pressed his temples, only to feel a pain in the head.
"Isn't it possible that Mozun really still cares about Jiyu?" Wu Zhuang frowned and said, "But looking at the situation now, the Jiyu emperor probably won't come? What's more, as the Jiyu emperor, It's also impossible... "