Even many monks have such questions in their hearts, but they dare not ask or say it.

Zhang Wen's words finally aroused the anger of the Demon Lord.

"Come here, arrest him for me and disturb my prince's wedding. It's time to kill him!"

Even on a happy day, the Demon Lord didn't care about blood. This Zhang Wen mentioned his shame in front of him.

Several guards from the cultivators of the Catalogue Realm stepped forward and wanted to attack Zhang Wen.

However, a breath had already appeared in front of these guards, and the young man Wei Ping stood with his hands behind his back.

"Let him finish asking!"

Wei Ping's words were very few, very brief, and the meaning was very clear. They just wanted to ask this question clearly, and as for the others, it was not important.

The Demon Lord gritted his teeth. At his wedding, there were people in the imperial city who wanted to provoke him as the prince. He really rebelled, he was rebelled.

"Catch it, arrest it all for me. If you resist, you will be killed without mercy!"

The prince ordered that the guards around him all came out, and the breath was about to be suppressed.

On the etiquette stage, Xiong Chongyan finally spoke lightly: "Stop!"

She didn't expect that the person did not appear, but his junior brothers appeared.

She knew Zhang Wen and Wei Ping. At the Cang Yuan Sect Conference, Long Shenfeng entered three of the fourteen places, and no one did not pay attention to them at that time.

The guards looked at the Eighth Prince, not sure whether they should listen to this master or Xiong Chongyan, who was about to become the mistress.

The Demon Lord looked ugly, as if he was feeling uncomfortable after eating a fly. He wanted to be furious and ordered the killing without mercy, but he also knew very well that this was impossible.

If the disciple of Long Shen Peak was killed in his prince's mansion like this, even his father would not be able to withstand the anger of the head of Long Shen Peak, which was famous all over the world six hundred years ago.

The guards did not move, and Xiong Chongyan also whispered: "I am strangers to him!"

Xiong Chongyan said this and felt that Chen Ping was really missing and dead. She was alive now, just like a stranger.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief. This conflict that should not have happened should not be so uncontrollable because of a missing person.

Now that the bride said in person, they were strangers, that means that the two had no relationship and could break the rumors.

Zhang Wen looked at Xiong Chongyan, but smiled and said, "You are lying!"

Xiong Chongyan did not refute, but gently pulled off the red gauze from his head.

Her actions made her look of horror appear all around her!

According to normal procedures, the bride's veil should be removed by the groom himself. This is a royal wedding, not a wedding for ordinary people.

These rules also represent the dignity of the royal family and the dignity of a prince.

However, Xiong Chongyan did this. Her actions made Yan Wushuang, who was standing not far away, clench his fists tightly, and the anger in his heart was slowly growing.

Xiong Chongyan was still so beautiful and charming at this moment, but she couldn't hide her sadness!

Seeing her originally lively eyes, many people seemed to suddenly understand that this was a lovely girl, and there were too many stories in her heart.

"I'm as strange as him!"

Xiong Chongyan showed a desolate smile and said softly: "He is gone, isn't he?"

"Everyone in the world said he was missing, I don't believe it!"

"You all say he is dead, and I don't believe it either!"

"He said that he would come to bless me personally when I got married, but he didn't come!"

When Xiong Chongyan said the words "he didn't come" by the word "he was not here", the expression on her face could no longer be hidden.
Chapter completed!