Chapter 1617: The battle for the throne of the first junior brother
Lan Huahong couldn't help but smile and said, "Hall Master Li, did you hear that?" How do I apologize to my lonely's benefactor? ”
Li Zupeng's face was distorted, "Your Highness, I am the master of the Yanyue Gate, how can I ......?"
"Hmph, if you don't apologize properly, it proves that you are in league with that impostor." Lan Feng sneered, "Do you choose to apologize obediently, or be charged with murdering the prince, Li Zupeng, you can choose one yourself." ”
Li Zupeng's teeth were all crushed, but he couldn't admit that he wanted to murder the eleventh prince.
Otherwise, not to mention whether the Lan clan royal family would let him go, even the Hou Ye would definitely let him recover.
It didn't take long for Taiyi Square to burst into laughter.
Because Li Zupeng not only kowtowed to Mu Yan and Xiaobao to make amends, but also was pulled from his pants, lying on the high platform and being slapped thirty times.
Such a punishment, of course, is insignificant to a Yuan Infant Monk.
But Li Zupeng's face was completely lost at this moment.
Especially, in public, he was humiliated like this in front of a group of Canglan Realm monks that he looked down on at all.
Obviously, the pain in his buttocks was insignificant, but the roots of Li Zupeng's clenched teeth were almost oozing blood.
Jun Muyan, Lan Huahong...... You're all waiting for me.
This revenge, I, Li Zupeng, will definitely get it back tenfold and hundredfold!
After Li Zupeng finished disposing of it, he was immediately dragged down, and the two Yuanying monks were not spared.
They were even worse than Li Zupeng, and they were stripped naked and hung up and beaten in front of everyone.
After the three of them were dragged down, Lan Huahong hurriedly walked in front of Xiaobao, "Boss, thank you, if it weren't for you, Lone would have died in the Danyang Mountains a long time ago, you are a lone benefactor for a lifetime, and a lone boss for a lifetime!" ”
Xiao Bao held Mu Yan's hand expressionlessly, and said coldly: "If you want to be my little brother for life, it depends on whether you have any future potential." ”
"That's right! Our boss only accepts the most powerful little brother! Duan Ziyi and the others immediately held their heads high, stinky and fartful, "Just like us, we won't embarrass our boss if we say it." ”
"Little Brother Lan, when you go back to the Purple Cloud Realm, you must work hard to cultivate, let alone become bad, otherwise the boss will not want you in the future."
"Hehe, although Little Brother Lan is now higher than us in cultivation and is the first little brother of the boss, he may not be able to say in the future. We will come from behind and snatch back the throne of the first little brother! ”
"Yes, yes, the throne of the eldest and the first brother is mine!"
"It's mine!"
Lan Huahong also immediately shouted not to be outdone: "Impossible! The position of the first and youngest brother of the boss must be lonely, and will always be lonely! ”
Lan Feng was dumbfounded when he saw this scene and heard these words.
This...... What's going on?
His Royal Highness, the noble prince of his own family, is actually competing with a group of little radish heads to be someone else's little brother?
And it's also the little brother of a five-year-old doll!
Did he hallucinate because his head was broken? Or has His Royal Highness been hit too hard this time, so the god jīng is abnormal?
However, Lan Huahong didn't feel that there was anything abnormal about his jīng god at all, he secretly clenched his fists at Xiaobao, and swore that he would cultivate hard after he went back, and he would never let the throne of the eldest and youngest brother be snatched away.
Mu Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the scene of a group of little children competing to be his son's first little brother, and gently touched his little head.