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What kind of sadness was this, she thought he would come, so she let this big

wedding spread all over the world.

She just wanted to confirm if he was still alive!

However, now, she was already standing next to the other men, and he still did

not appear.

He didn't come, he won't come anymore!

Zhang Wen suddenly understood, so he smiled, smiling happily before.

"He didn't come, but we are here!"

Zhang Wen said loudly: "We... don't allow you to marry the Eighth Prince!"

boom!

Do not allow and disagree are two completely different concepts!

When Zhang Wen said that it was not allowed, there seemed to be an invisible

solidified aura in this world.

That is the real anger. The Eighth Prince Demon Lord also does not allow

anyone to destroy his big marriage. If he can't marry Xiong Chongyan, what he

loses is not only a dual monk with perfect bloodline of monsters and beasts,

but what he loses. , Is an opportunity to rise to the top.

Therefore, he does not allow someone to ruin his wedding!

"Come on, kill them!"

The eighth prince was angry. In his eyes, a trace of blood-red color had

climbed up. He didn't care. The blood stained the wedding. He wanted to use

the blood of these people to wash away the insult he suffered today.

More than a dozen violent breaths rushed in. They were the guards of Demon

Venerable, or in other words, his diehard loyalties.

Not to mention that the Demon Lord let them kill, just let them die, they

won't have the slightest hesitation.

The dead men trained by the royal family are heartfelt lessons.

Xiong Chongyan didn't expect that Demon Venerable wouldn't even give them this

time. Is such a man worthy of him?

She looked at the Demon Lord beside her, shook her head and said: "You are

really inferior to him!"

This is a naked humiliation, and it is also the most direct injury. In Mozun's

heart, the name Chen Ping was mentioned by someone, and he would think it was

an insult to him.

The greatest shame in his life was brought to him by Chen Ping!

Xiong Chongyan said that he was inferior to him. To the demon sovereign, it

was like stabbing his wound fiercely. He furiously said: "Bitch, you are now

the prince’s woman, you think he is Is it a pity that he is already dead!"

The anger of the eighth prince also revealed his nature. He has endured it for

a long time. Since the spirit of the gods was suppressed and damaged in the

painting of the mountains and rivers, his personality has changed drastically.

In normal times, he tried his best to maintain the image of Young Master

Pianpian, but the people in the Prince's Mansion knew that this Eighth Prince

was no longer the previous Eighth Prince.

He became irritable and would kill people at every turn, worrying that others

would look down on him.

He wanted to show himself in front of everyone, just to tell others that he

was better than Chen Ping.

Xiong Chongyan shook his head in disappointment. For this man, she never had

any hope.

This little movement of Xiong Chongyan would only make the devil feel

despised.

He looked at Xiong Chongyan, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't you care about

him? Then I will kill his junior and the people he cares about in front of

you."

"Ha ha!"

Demon Lord laughed frantically, looked at Zhang Wen and Wei Ping who had been

guarding them, and said loudly: "Kill, kill them!"

In fact, many people can see that the Demon Lord has lost his sanity, and this

shouldn't appear on a prince.

No one sympathized with the devil's actions at this time. The many powerful

men who came to the Prince's Mansion today to see such a scene shook their

heads and sighed.