"By the way, there is something you don't know? The demon clan handed over a marriage letter several times and wanted to marry Jiyu, but was rejected mercilessly. In the end, he had to settle for the second best and chose the son of the Lord of the Netherworld Domain. He didn't even have a good horse to turn back. Do you think the Emperor would turn around and marry a woman he once didn't want?"

The whispers of spiritual practitioners were not very loud, but they were still truly heard into everyone's ears.

Jun Shitian's face had gradually turned from cold to ashen.

The chill and murderous aura in the eyes seemed to condense into substance and burst out.

And both the demons in the venue and in the stands were filled with righteous indignation.

I wish I could rush over and tear the spiritual practices that slandered their princesses without any restraint.

The first spiritual practitioner who spoke felt the tense atmosphere around him and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

A sarcastic expression appeared on his face: "What does it mean for all the demon cultivators to show such a murderous expression? Have we slandered the princess? Are you all talking about the facts? Just because of the facts, does the Demon Lord want to indulge his subordinates in hurting people? It turns out that the Tianmei Banquet, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is such a brutal and powerful one-man show, and no one at the meeting can express different opinions."

"Why would the Demon Lord choose the princess? It would be better to kill us all and leave those slutty and only flattering wastes. In this way, His Royal Highness the Princess might be satisfied."

The man slowly raised his chin and said coldly: "Maybe there is indeed such a coward in the Tianmei Hall, but our Si Tiancheng is definitely not. If His Majesty the Demon Lord thinks that I should die for thousands of sins, then it would be better to kill me now! I would rather die generously than lose my spiritual dignity in the enemy's territory."

There was a burst of cheers when the crowd was neutral.

"Yes, if you have the ability, kill us. From then on, Tianmei Banquet became a joke."

"Demon Lord, we just asked the princess to come out and let us meet. Isn't this an exaggeration?"

Several elders of the demon clan looked at Jun Shitian with an ugly expression.

Facing Jun Shitian's cold gaze, they shrank their necks and turned their eyes to Minwei.

The Tianmei Banquet is one of the most sacred festivals of the demon clan.

Even the Demon Lord cannot easily break its rules.

If the Demon Lord really kills at the Heavenly Charm Banquet, the demon clan and spiritual cultivators will be in a bloody battle that will never end.

Although nine out of ten demons hate spiritual cultivation, it is obviously not the time to start a war.

The elder Wuzhuang coughed lightly and said, "Minwei, the Tianmei Banquet is a blind date banquet for His Highness the Princess. I think it's better to let the princess come out to see these spiritual practitioners?"

"Yes!" Another elder also said, "It's fine if His Highness the Princess was not able to retrieve it before. Now that he has been retrieved, why should he hide it? Even if His Highness the Princess looks bad, haha, can these spiritual practitioners dare to dislike them?"

Min Wei: "…"

He also wants His Highness the Princess to come out!

But the question is, Your Highness the Princess is sitting down there now, or is one of the candidates for the Princess Consort?

Minwei pressed his temple and felt his head hurt.
Chapter completed!