Chapter 1557: The Brain Is Sick

The old man had a strong aura and was obviously a cultivator who had entered the Taoist realm.

Zhou Fan looked at this farce with a calm expression. He knew in his heart that it was played for him. Are these seventeen princes dissatisfied with him? Or is it natural?

"Good kill."

"Your Highness is mighty."

"..."

The group of people surrounded the seventeenth prince and flattered.

The seventeenth prince clapped his hands, "You guys go and see the next weirdness first."

The group of people quickly dispersed and walked further inside. The deceitful mansion was layered on top of each other, and there were more and more interesting delusions.

The people dispersed, and the seventeenth prince was only with the cultivator by his side. He turned to look at Zhou Fan and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Isn't His Highness the Seventeenth Prince?" Zhou Fan said with a smile.

"My father is the Emperor of Great Wei, and my mother is the Empress of Great Wei. I am the first son of my mother, the eldest son, and I can only inherit the great lineage in the future." The seventeenth prince said coldly, "Even if you are Daoist, you shouldn't refuse my invitation many times, and you shouldn't come to visit me now after visiting so many princes."

"Zhou Fan, do you know what's wrong?"

He is arrogant and arrogant, but he seems to be even more mindless, he just doesn't know if it's faked... Zhou Fan made such an evaluation in his heart, but he just didn't care and said with a smile: "I don't think I'm wrong, I like to visit whoever is first. "

It's just the prince, not the designated heir, what madness?

Zhou Fan doesn't intend to get used to him, even if he is the prince, he is not afraid, if the other party is just arrogant, instead of such a show, and points at his nose and says he is wrong, he may endure it, but now the other party Having said that, he didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore.

He is the Daoist Hanbei after all, there is no need to be so servile, the Daoist must have the bearing of a Daoist.

Besides, Emperor Wei's health is very good, and there are so many princes. If these seventeen princes only have this level of IQ, it is not a cause for concern.

The seventeenth prince's face became even colder, "It seems that the flattery of my imperial brothers and brothers has made you forget your identity, you have to remember that you are just a dog raised by our imperial family of Wei, and I It's your master, if a dog is disobedient, what should you do?"

"His Royal Highness, of course it was slaughtered." The old man looked at Zhou Fan coldly.

Zhou Fan smiled, "I'm sorry, then you are wrong. I never think of myself as a dog. Only those who can't stand upright will think of themselves as a dog. Even before the Holy One, I said the same thing."

"Furthermore, you can't represent the Great Wei royal family. I regret to tell Your Highness that Great Wei is not a firstborn son. You are not a crown prince. There are many outstanding sons in the sage."

The seventeenth prince's eyes became bitter, and Zhou Fan's last words stung him.

"His Seventeenth Highness wants to show his prestige in front of me. I'm afraid it's too early." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

"Bold, since you dare to insult Your Highness!" The old man shouted angrily, if the person in front of him was not Zhou Fan, or he would have already shot.

He didn't dare to make a move... because Zhou Fan once killed a Jindan cultivator with one punch. He didn't even have a Jindan, so I'm afraid it's just a death sentence.

Zhou Fan didn't dare to shoot at the prince, but he dared to shoot at him.

Zhou Fan guessed the old man's thoughts, he looked at the old man and said lightly: "You are a smart person, why have I ever insulted His Highness?"

The old man understood the meaning of the wise man's ridicule,

He turned blue with anger.

Of course, Zhou Fan didn't dare to shoot the seventeenth prince, but the seventeenth prince didn't dare to shoot at him. If the seventeenth prince dared to shoot at him, of course he wouldn't stand stupidly and let the seventeenth prince beat him. He didn't mind taking advantage of it. It is not good for anyone to teach these seventeen princes a lesson and make trouble in front of the saint.

These seventeen princes look arrogant and domineering, but they should not bring shame on themselves.

The seventeenth prince just looked at Zhou Fan coldly, "I remember today, I hope you remember today too."

"I am just the opposite. There are many things every day, and I may not remember it." Zhou Fan said: "If Your Highness is all right, then I will leave first."

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he ignored the seventeenth prince and turned to leave.

When he left the palace, he had a headache and rubbed his temples on both sides. If he could, of course he didn't want to offend a prince, but the other party seemed to have a problem with his mind. He had to catch him like a mad dog and bite him, hoping to turn him into himself dog.

But the seventeenth prince didn't even think about it. He didn't give him any face at all, so he could only turn his face.

"It's really sick in the brain!" Zhou Fan muttered angrily and walked away quickly.

...

After Zhou Fan left, the seventeenth prince still had a cold face. He glanced at the old man and said, "You should know that I don't like someone who hides something in their heart and doesn't tell me. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Your Highness, why do you treat Zhou Fan with such an attitude?" the old man couldn't help asking.

Of course, His Highness is not a brainless and arrogant idiot, but today's attitude towards that Zhou Fan is too much, you must know that Zhou Fan is the Daoist Hanbei.

"If you don't use it for me, you will be my enemy." The seventeenth prince sneered, "That Zhou Fan wanted to stay out of the way and didn't want to be used by me, so it doesn't matter what I do to him."

"Besides, he really doesn't respect me, I don't like him very much."

"But Your Highness, this is equivalent to one more enemy." The old man said it honestly.

"More is more." The seventeenth prince said indifferently, "Have I made fewer enemies over the years?"

"The old immortal is jealous of me, afraid that I will take his position. I should have been the prince, but he has not made me the prince. If I don't create more enemies, he will only be more afraid of me, and even kill me. Me, just like the queen who killed my mother with a knife."

When the seventeenth prince said this, his face was calm.

The old man shuddered for a while, His Highness could speak, but he did not dare to say more about it.

"So what if Zhou Fan is the Daoist Hanbei?" The seventeenth prince looked at Jinggong again and sneered: "If he showed a little respect for me just now, I would leave him alive after I ascended the throne, but he obviously didn't respect him. I mean, after I ascend the throne, I will kill him."

"There are also those who are like him. If I am the emperor, I will definitely set off a bloody storm to calm the hatred in my heart."

"It's been too long, those people have forgotten that I am the only heir to the throne, then they should be damned!" He let out a frantic laugh.

The old man knelt down and said, "His Royal Highness will definitely sit on that supreme dark throne."

"Do you really think so?" The seventeenth prince's smile narrowed and he stared at the old man coldly.

"Why does Your Highness ask this? What I said is all sincerity." The old man said in a panic.

"Since you know that I will take the throne, why didn't you dare to do anything to that Zhou Fan?" The seventeenth prince said coldly, "Of course you won't be Zhou Fan's opponent, but you should still take action against Zhou Fan, even if you die. It doesn't matter, I doubt how loyal you are to me?"

The old man's body was cold, and he felt that death was approaching him. His Highness was not a cultivator, but he had this feeling. It might be a master that His Highness placed in the dark. He lowered his head and trembled: "This subordinate is not afraid of death, but I wanted to help His Highness with a useful body, but I know I was wrong and there will never be another time."

That gloomy feeling is getting stronger and stronger, this is definitely a ghost monk, he thought with fear, but he didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise he would definitely not live.

"Then I'll spare your life for the time being!" said the seventeenth prince.

That gloomy feeling quickly dissipated.