White Head Demon Master

Chapter 377: Real purpose

"I am the younger brother of Master Immortal. In this great summer, I am born with a large number of enemies..."

Every thought is clear and everything goes smoothly. Fang Cun smiled and said, "So this is simply an innate advantage for the seventh prince. Even if the little prince can’t see it, the old servant can’t. When he arrives, he will definitely find a way to take advantage of this advantage. Of course, and because the little prince has a bad reputation, I guess they will probably not secretly form an alliance..."

Hearing his words, the expressions of the people around him changed a little.

It is clear that everyone can understand the words and what he wants to express, but it is difficult to understand.

The one who reacted most quickly was Yu Qingli. He said blankly, "If it is an alliance that harms people, can you still be aware of it?"

"Secretly, others will also worry about being sold by him..."

Fang Cun waved his hand and said, "It's not impossible to form an alliance. Although the Seventh Prince will definitely attack me, who would say that he only has a secret method? If it's his own words, It is possible to do this, and the old house attendant will definitely not support it. I guess he will most likely raise this flag with a clear challenge, so as to attract others to take the initiative to come forward!"

While talking, he already gave a light high-five: "So, although I can't figure out exactly what the old housekeeper will do, I can't figure out what the old housekeeper will do, but when it comes to it, it's nothing more than a challenge and an ally. , And then forced me to deal with..."

"The means that forced me to deal with..."

Having said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face sank slightly.

He thought of two possibilities, but he hoped that the other party would not touch one of them, otherwise...

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It was also when Fang Cun and his classmates in the old school were drinking tea and laughing. In the Palace of the Seven Kings, in a pool with countless long white veils, the voice of the Seven Princes was crying in pain. On the day, he forcibly served Dan again, suppressed it for a long time, and did not hold back, personally fighting with Fangcun, and even suffered a big loss during the fight, which made him feel unstable.

Various reasons made his attack this time far more painful than before.

In the past, the old housekeeper at this time would definitely be by his side, even if it didn't help.

But this time, only the seven princes were rolling in the pool painfully, but the father-in-law Qing stayed in the outer room, kneeling and sitting in front of a small case, with some rosters in front of him, a blank scroll, and a stick full of it. The bright red vermilion brush...

The painful roars and curses of the Seven Princes filled their ears from time to time.

But the father-in-law of Qing insisted on keeping his mind stable and analyzed the reasons before and after bit by bit.

Slowly, he picked up the pen, circled several names on the roster, and then recorded them on the scroll one by one.

This round of scrutiny took him a long time.

Also wasted his great energy.

When the voice of the Seventh Prince in the pool had not been heard for a long time, he was shocked. He hurriedly picked up the roster and scrolls, ran into the hall where the pool was located, and was surprised when he glanced away. The prince was lying on the edge of the pool, his eyes staring at the dome blankly, his mouth was full of blood, and his fingers were dripping with blood, but he bit his lips and scratched his nails while struggling.

"His Royal Highness, you..."

Grandpa Qing didn't even dare to push him directly, lest he only pushed a corpse.

"Duke Qing, you said, when will we suffer from such a crime?"

The corpse-like Seventh Prince suddenly murmured, showing that he was still alive, but his eyes were still godless.

The old servant sighed lowly, obviously, this should be a very easy thing to solve...

"How's your deliberation?"

The seventh prince suddenly spoke, interrupting what he was trying to persuade.

The old servant hurriedly handed the roster and scroll he had prepared to the seventh prince, and whispered: "The old slave has seriously thought about it. Today's Chaoge can really threaten the second son of Fang, but he is willing to do so. I’m afraid there are not many people I use, but there may be a lot of people who are dissatisfied with the other party. Whether it’s the opponents of the former fairy master in Chaoge, or those who love Dragon City, they are afraid It’s because they are all dissatisfied with the other family, so we can attract these people to come and become our help...

The seventh prince just glanced at it, then threw it away, and muttered: "If it weren't for my brothers and sisters, and the **** king outside, I would have divided the useful people in Chaoge long ago. Why would you end up in such a situation?"

The old maid didn’t dare to persuade him, and could only say: "Yes!"

The seventh prince was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "These people are willing to serve me?"

The old house attendant suddenly became a little confused, and it took a while before he said: "It is unlikely that they will be effective, but it is not impossible to borrow their power. However, in this way, it is difficult for us to use some shady means. In the opinion of the old slave, it is better to be upright and have a contest with the second son of Fang. In this case, many people will come, and everyone will be relieved..."

The Seventh Prince was silent, obviously a little unhappy.

And the old servant carefully persuaded: "How to fight, the old slave has an idea in his heart. This is just a nuance. It's just that how to ensure that the second son of Fang must be in our game. Things to consider..."

With that, he unrolled the scroll and said, "His Royal Highness, please see..."

The seventh prince just glanced, and then his eyes lit up, and he sneered: "Is this still an option?"

The old servant knelt down hurriedly, and said in a trembled voice: "Old slave, dare to persuade Your Highness, this method is absolutely not an option!"

The seventh prince condensed his eyebrows with anger in his eyes: "Then you show me back?"

The old servant said: "His Royal Highness has given orders. Naturally, the old slave should write down everything he can think of for his selection. However, the old slave must also persuade him. Both of these methods can ensure that the second The son enters the game, but one of them, everyone still has a way out of each other, and choosing the second one is completely torn apart, I am afraid it will be difficult to have a good result..."

"Only he is qualified to tear my face with me?"

The seventh prince raised his eyebrows with dark eyebrows.

However, after a while, he suddenly sighed and said, "No matter, I will listen to you!"

The old servant suddenly seemed to have not expected that the seventh prince would be so easy to talk this time.

"But I also have one condition!"

The seventh prince opened his mouth slowly, looked at the old servant seriously, and said in a low voice: "The only thing I can trust in this world is you, so I won't hide it from you. You and I know everything. Taking out the dragon ball from the body, only the second child of the Fang family can do it, and I also saw that, if the second child of the Fang family wants to become a Nascent Soul, he can only get this dragon ball, so you think this is a happy thing for everyone, but I don’t think so, I don’t want to give up Dragon Ball, I just want that Fang Er..."

After a slight pause, he said, "Help me refine the Dragon Ball!"

"This……"

When the old housekeeper heard this, he was shocked: "How is it possible?"

"nothing is impossible!"

The seventh prince looked dark, and said coldly: "Even if he can take out the dragon ball, there must be a way for me to subdue this dragon ball, which is truly for my use... Ha ha, if this dragon ball is really given to him, then Isn’t the suffering that I have suffered over the years been in vain? Therefore, I must let him obey and obediently subdue this pearl for me and accomplish my practice..."

"And this is the only reason why I suffered such a big insult under his hands, but still endure it!"

"..."

The old servant didn't dare to speak for a long time, but only realized that the problem this time was probably bigger than imagined!

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And after returning from the banquet and talking in the quiet room, Fang Cun returned to his previous life.

As if nothing happened.

It’s also unambiguous when it is time to meddle in the sutras, to enlighten the Tao, and to molest female scholars.

It’s just the Yunxiao that I used to see before, but it was missing during this time. It is said that this person has begun to not learn well again. He is outside all day long with his former friends and friends, singing and singing every night, playing very happily, many old people The gentlemen of the scholastics were so angry that even He Zhenzhang couldn't stand it anymore. They went out looking for him out of righteous indignation, saying that they would not come back if they could not persuade him to come back!

And the dark cloud above the old scholastic school still exists.

There have been some rumours and rumors that have come out recently. Even if the people of Chaoge are slow to react, they will inevitably be suspicious if they believe the old school’s so-called "only second-generation students to crack this method for tempering". Still not finished?

In response to such rumours, the old school's countermeasure is to beat the person who raised the question.

However, as soon as the excitement comes out, there is a tendency to overwhelm.

The gentlemen of the old scholastic academy are very troublesome~lightnovelpub.net~ Some people can't help but ask the master to leave the customs.

Then, as the excitement was getting more and more interesting, a few people suddenly came to the gate of the old scholastic school on this day. There were only men and women, old and young, with different robes and some clothes. They looked like ironsmiths, some were like pig breeders, and there were some exquisite and charming, simple and decent ones, and they came to the old school together, wanting to visit the second son of Fang directly.

The old scholastics are not accessible to anyone, but the people who come here are not even the masters who dare to stop them. At most, they just frowned, and said a few words, and then again. It's nothing more than being damaged by the other party.

Therefore, they had to be invited to the hall to sit for a while, and then the disciples of the Old School of Classics would report the matter.

Since arriving at the Old School of Classical Medicine, he has been able to explain this in a simple way. Hearing about this, he asked the little fox to help him change his clothes.

This time he was dressed very formally, as if he was very concerned about it.

He even murmured: "I really overestimated them, they are only here now..."