I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

The spirit of the Eighth Prince's Mansion is swirling today, and the fairy sounds are misty!

The prince's wedding, celebrate with everyone!

As one of the most beloved sons of His Majesty the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty, Mozun has too much pampering.

The musicians in the palace, the grandmothers in the palace, this big wedding was almost held in accordance with the prince’s etiquette!

This also makes those eyes who observe all this secretly doubt the rumors of the world.

His Majesty the emperor wants to make Mozun the prince, even Mozun himself is excited.

Becoming a prince, he is the prince. As long as the imperial decree, he will get more emperor's luck protection, and even the power of the soul that he has damaged can slowly recover.

The luck of the Great Yan Dynasty can turn waste into treasure even if it is placed on a piece of waste.

When the Dayan Dynasty was prospering and prosperous, luck was strong!

What makes the Demon Lord jealous the most is the imperial dynasty exercise that the crown prince and emperor can practice. It is a holy-level exercise.

The excitement in the prince’s mansion spread throughout the entire imperial city, and the people are sending out their sincere blessings for today’s marriage of talents and beauty.

Visitors from all directions, gather in the Prince's Mansion!

The eighth prince has a special status, even if he is a strong person in gathering infants, he is also a courtier in front of him.

The Mozun put on a special new suit today, and his whole body was beaming. The big square of the Prince's Mansion, which can accommodate 10,000 people, was already overcrowded.

The monks who can enter this square to observe the ceremony are all representatives of the major forces in the East Continent.

After all, it was the wedding of the prince, not everyone can come to the ceremony.

Early, all the guests have arrived, ready to welcome this grand wedding, witnessing this shocking happy event.

"The aura of His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince is so strong, in this imperial city, he has the blessing of the emperor's aura, I am afraid it can be equivalent to the fourth level of pill accumulation!"

"Today he is the protagonist, no matter how many evildoers come in this world, it's just a foil."

"Yes, if your majesty's will to make him a prince arrives, even if you are a strong person, you must bow your head in front of him."

There are all kinds of discussions all around, all flattering to the Eighth Prince, who would say something unpleasant at this time.

The person who presided over this wedding was the prime minister of the Great Dynasty, the elder Wang Zhonglei, and the strong man of Juying Dingfeng.

He can preside over this big wedding, even if he is the Demon Venerable, he respects him very much.

As a light music sounded, the old prime minister Wang Zhonglei raised his head and glanced into the sky, preaching loudly: "Here is the bride!"

After this loud shout, everyone raised their heads, and a ship suddenly appeared in the air, the best magic weapon.

Above the bow, there was a figure standing, wearing a phoenix robe and xia robes, like a fairy from above the nine heavens, she looked so ethereal and inspiring.

The bride Xiong Chongyan is here!

The spacecraft slowly landed, and many people discovered that there was only one person in the Xiong's family-sending team, which was as big as a hill.

This bear family member who once competed with Chen Ping at the Cangyuan Zongmen Conference.

Apart from him, there is only the bride, Xiong Chongyan!

Covered with red gauze on her head and a graceful posture, Xiong Chongyan can resonate with the world even if she stands on the spaceship like that. She is the only monk of the Ninth-Rank Golden Core exposed to the world.

Demon Lord looked at Xiong Chongyan on the spaceship with a trace of blood red in his eyes. It was a greed for her body's blood, and it was a desire to occupy.