Jun Shitian: The bastard Emperor Ming Jue! ! Let go of the deity's daughter! ! !
Elder Min Wei: What the hell is this Di Ming Jue doing? You just said you wouldn't marry their princess, but now you're holding on to their princess? I haven't seen you for a few months and my brain is broken
Sifang Lingxiu: God, what did I see? ! Why is the emperor of Jiyu hugging a man? And he's still a demon boy? ! So the Emperor of the Extreme Region came all the way to the Tianmei Banquet, not to marry the demon princess, but for a man? ! Am I blind, or is this world too illusory! !
Han Ye: Ah, then... Isn't that Miss Jun? Little Shadow, Chang Lao, look! That's Miss Jun! ! Why is Miss Jun here? !
It's just that when Han Ye was about to speak, Ying Mei covered her mouth.
"Since Miss Jun is dressing men's clothing, she must have her considerations. Don't talk too much, it will ruin the lady's plan. And don't forget, who else is with us..."
Hearing what Yingmei said close to his ear, Han Ye suddenly recovered from the shock.
Yeah!
Since Miss Jun appeared in the demon clan as a female version, she must have a reason.
If he calls out his identity, if he ruins her arrangement, he will be to blame for death.
and…
Yingmei's eyes swept over her back.
Sure enough, he saw the veiled "Jun Muyan" staring straight ahead, unable to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
What's more, they are not the only ones who come with them this time, the confidantes of the King.
There are also Tong Zhangling and counterfeit goods.
What if they knew Miss Jun's identity and it would be detrimental to Miss Jun
Han Ye took a deep breath, feeling scared for a while, but fortunately he was reminded by the little shadow, so he didn't make a big mistake.
It's just, isn't my lord losing his memory
How did you focus on Miss Jun
…
The crowd was silent for a while before someone finally came to their senses.
The atmosphere in the hall was still tense, but some people had already started whispering, inquiring about the identity of that young man who was so lucky to be treated differently by the Emperor of the Extreme Region.
Elder Minwei was also stunned for a long while, then coughed lightly, and said with a strange expression: "Since everyone is here, let's start the general election for the prince's son-in-law of the Demon Race."
The Mozu has always acted simply and neatly.
So the method of recruiting relatives for the general election is also very simple.
That is the lottery, groups of ten, melee.
The final winner advances to the next round.
"Anyone who has a good appearance and is not married can participate. In the competition field, life and death cannot be seen, but it doesn't matter whether you are disabled or disabled. You should consider participating!"
"There are only these four members of my Demon Race who participated in the election of recruiting relatives: Baili Weiran, Ye Liangchen, Wagtail, and Dugu An."
"They will also participate in the lottery with you and will be randomly assigned."
Elder Minwei stroked his beard, glanced at all the spiritual practitioners present, and said with a chuckle, "Don't you want to see the princess? But your highness, the princess of the Demon Race, is not something that any of you can meet if you want to."
"Only those who get the leader in each group are eligible to pay homage to Princess Shengyan. So, do you have any objections?"
The spiritual practitioners looked at the people in Jiyu, and seeing that they were silent, naturally they didn't dare to have an opinion.
…
"Liangchen, you and Dijun met?"
Baili looked at the two people next to each other in awe, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little.
Di Ming Jue gives him a cold look, this man is an eyesore in Tianguang Market, and he is even more an eyesore here.