"The White Head Demon Master (

After a round of greetings, everyone in the hall has a good impression of the other man, the second son. I just feel that although there are many people, someone is recommended at a time, and it is only one sentence at most, but only such a sentence With these two sentences, many people have already thought of confidantly with each other, especially some associations that Yun Xiao has participated in, and they have already considered whether to absorb the second son of Fang.

But after the hustle and bustle finally passed, they each took their seats, but the atmosphere was a little condensed.

Nearly half of these people in the venue didn’t know who the real host was. They used to forward posts on behalf of others. It was also because someone who could not refuse to refuse had spoken. At this time, I saw the guests. At the end, the seat of the leader was still empty. They called it accompany guests, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense on such occasions, so they could only sit there honestly.

Fortunately, at this time, behind the hall, a bell rang gently.

It seemed to be knocked unintentionally, but the voice faintly opened, but it had its own essence, making everyone subconsciously quiet.

"Finally coming out, this score is big enough..."

Fang Cun thought to himself.

In fact, since he arrived in front of the hall and put away the umbrella, but the cloud in the sky did not change much, he had guessed that the person who invited himself to the banquet was a member of the royal family, and this person must be nearby, otherwise it would It won't make the Scourge so jealous...

In other words, the host actually came very early and had been waiting behind the hall.

But obviously he came so early, but he couldn't come out, and he reappeared after he had said hello to everyone...

...What does this mean?

... Not only guilty, but also arrogant!

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The expression on Fang Cun's face was already a bit playful, and then a fat old man turned out in the hall.

This person is dressed in a blue robe, has a slightly plump body, a pale face, and a feminine temperament. He is known at first sight. He should be a servant in the fairy hall. When he meets him, there are many guests in the hall immediately, knowing who he is here for. After being accompanied, his face suddenly became suspicious...

"Sure enough, it was the Seventh Prince..."

Fang Cun had guessed before, but he was not sure. When he saw the old house waiter, he settled down.

He had seen this old servant before. It was when his brother’s clothes were buried, a group of people, including his own old man and old lady, waited a full day in the drizzle and misty weather, even My elder brother had to wait and couldn't be buried, and after the evening, only the old servant showed up, but he hurriedly announced the edict and left...

It can be said that it was precisely because of their attitude that Fang's family was targeted at that time.

Otherwise, the brother's reputation is there, and the reaction of the parties will not be so intense in a short time.

"He is the first to take the lead and turn his face with the Fang family..."

Fang Cun thought to himself: "Then, what does he mean by asking me now?"

When he was thinking about it, the old servant had already arrived next to the main seat and whispered: "Prince Bohuai is here..."

Everyone in the hall stood up immediately, standing in two rows, waiting for the person to show up.

Even Fang Cun put up his sleeves and stood up, just like everyone else, quietly bowing his head, waiting for the person to appear.

When the people around him saw this, they all learned the same, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little serious for a while.

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"Hehe, you don't need to be polite, this is a private banquet, so why bother to talk about such red tape?"

There was a laugh from the front, and when everyone looked at it, they saw a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a jade belt on his forehead and a purple robe. His appearance was very beautiful, his face was red, and his energy was refreshed. After showing up, he smiled to exempt people, and then did not take a seat, but dragged a long robe, walked straight towards the square inch position, and stretched out his hand far away.

"This is Brother Fang, right?"

To everyone's expectation, he seemed close when he spoke.

I don't know how many people there are in the hall. When I learned that the host was the dignified Seventh Prince, I was surprised enough.

And seeing this dignified seven prince, he came up to salute Fang Cun, and still verbally called "Brother Fang", his expression was even more shocked.

"I have seen Prince Bohuai..."

Fang Cun was also very polite and bowed to him.

"Hehe, no need to be polite, no need to be polite..."

The seventh prince looked like he wanted to get close to Fang Cun's arm, but when he saw Fang Cun bowed first, he had no choice but to follow along. He seemed to be a bit guilty and smiled: "It's nothing else, it's you alone. , Don’t be polite with me. No one in the world knows. Brother Ling once entered my Seven Kings Palace to study with me. In truth, I am afraid I will call you brother..."

When Yun Xiao on one side heard this, his face changed slightly.

He also said similar things.

At that time, he was robbed fiercely by Fang Cun, almost a generation lower...

And now...

Fang Cun straightened up, looked directly at the Seventh Prince, and smiled: "Don't dare!"

Yun Xiao's eyes narrowed: "That's it?"

And the seventh prince, with a smile on his face, wanted to continue, but suddenly choked slightly.

Somehow, these two words left him at a loss as to how to answer them.

Continue to call "Brother Fang" or "Brother"?

None of it seems appropriate!

But if he changed his slogan to "the son", he would be strange again.

According to the current Chaoge City, especially the "Mr. Fang Er" called by some young people, it seems to be down a generation.

Therefore, his face changed slightly before he smiled and said: "This is the case, how can you and my brother..."

"Isn't that the truth?"

Fang Cun looked at the Seventh Prince and smiled: "When my elder brother entered the Palace of Seven Kings, he was the support of the Immortal Palace, but how can our Fang family, He De, really dare to be a classmate of His Highness. His Highness was originally a delicate body. Wanmo wanted to confess his identity and exaggerated the Fang family too much..."

"amount……"

Everyone around heard it, and their faces suddenly became a little awkward.

And the seventh prince was even more obviously not sure where to pick up the following words.

Only Fang Cun had finished speaking, raised his head and smiled at the seventh prince, very polite.

Alienated again!

It was a shame that my elder brother entered the Hall of Seven Kings to accompany him. The original intention of the immortal emperor was to let his elder brother teach the seven prince. It was just because someone in the court said that Fang Chi was still young. Small, not enough to be the teacher of the prince, so first enter the Palace of Seven Kings under the name of companion, and when the seniority is older and the credit is greater, then he can be considered the teacher of the prince...

It’s just because Chaoge fought openly and secretly, my brother’s identity as a "accompaniment reader" was actually left for two full years. To some extent, it can be said that someone just wanted to use this identity to tie him in the Palace of Seven Kings and press down. His identity prevented him from getting involved in some major events, but he did not expect that until his brother fell on the wasteland, this identity was not abandoned...

But even if it is not thrown away, who is not clear about the facts?

Especially the Seventh Prince, isn't it clear?

He clearly understands in his heart, but he wants to say something about brothers and brothers. What does this mean?

This is where Fang Cun does not intend to save face.

His mind is deeper than others, and he can naturally taste the difference between these seven princes and Yunxiao.

Yun Xiao wanted to be his brother, he didn't want to be a generation shorter than himself, but in his heart he always regarded his brother as his husband.

But this seventh prince wanted to be his brother's junior.

It all speaks of subtle thoughts.

But Fang Cun actually values ​​these subtle thoughts most!

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It was obvious that both parties spoke very politely, but the atmosphere became a little stiff, and the faces of the surrounding guests suddenly became a little worried. I don’t know if I should say something to ease it up, so I should just stand here and pretend. I did not notice.

The old house attendant at the top of the head sighed with a faint expression on his face.

This is the scene he least wants to see, but it seems that he already knew he would see it.

"Haha, Second Young Master Fang, it's so polite..."

The face of the seventh prince also went through a process of changing from hot to cold, and even a slight twitch, but a few thoughts flashed in his heart, and he laughed, but his name changed invisibly. After all, he is a prince. Sometimes, he really can’t pull his face down to get close to others. He just smiled and said, “Brother Ling is a real companion in my Seven Kings Hall. There is no praise or praise. Before I I knew you were coming to Chaoge, but I didn’t have time. I had the opportunity to come and see you..."

Fang Cun smiled and politely said, "Your Highness, it's so polite!"

The seventh prince shook his sleeves, and slowly turned back to sit on the main seat~lightnovelpub.net~ His expression was not for a moment to see any joy or anger. He just waved his sleeves lazily and said, "All standing What are you doing, have a banquet!"

A crowd of guests in the hall reacted and they all took their seats hurriedly.

Only at the beginning, the lively and friendly atmosphere in the hall was instantly destroyed.

There are already many people who feel like sitting on an anvil before the feast.

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"The Fang family's temperament is still a bit too strong..."

Yun Xiao sat aside honestly, thinking to himself: "This second child is also exquisite, why can't he stand in front of this famously stingy seventh prince? If you put it aside, I am afraid it is the little prince. Is this already angrily turning the table?"

On the other side, Tsuru Zhenzhang and others also quietly made eye contact: "No, what can I do if the prince lifts the table for a while?"

Everyone's eyes intertwined in the center, and Fang Cun sat calmly:

"Until now, the seventh prince hasn't planned to lift the table, quite tolerable..."

"He looks energetic and full of red light, but with his age and cultivation base, he will not reach the age where he can't control his qi and blood. Moreover, his qi and blood are so strong and his body is so thin. This only shows that he is not usually So, I am afraid that his face is pale, and the appearance of sweat on his face is his true color. Now he is in such a good state, I am afraid that he was urged out with a pill..."

"Dignified son, how come you can only see people by supporting medicinal pills?"

"Is he sick?"

"Still crazy?"

"Whether it's sickness or madness, Danxia Mountain and a group of imperial doctors are watching, and nothing can go wrong, so..."

His pupils shrank slightly: "This man must have some serious problems with his body!"

"He is here to beg me for help!"