Then, he looked at Li Zupeng and the two Nascent Soul monks who were approaching her again.
The young man pushed Lan Feng away and walked forward slowly, with a mocking arc on his mouth, "I want to see if you really have the guts to fight against him."
After speaking, he took off the mask on his face.
When the somewhat feminine and handsome face behind the mask was displayed in front of everyone, the audience was completely silent.
Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they saw.
Lan Feng blurted out in surprise: "Your Highness!!!"
I saw that the boy who took off his mask looked exactly like Lan Huahong.
No, there are still some differences.
This blue-clothed boy had the same face as Lan Huahong, but his temperament was a hundred times more noble than Lan Huahong's.
There is a kind of inherent dignity and aloofness in every gesture, but there is no such domineering arrogance.
On the other hand, Lan Huahong was staring at the young man with a distorted and ferocious expression.
It doesn't look like a prince of a country, but more like a vicious desperado.
"Hey, what's going on here?" Even the Jindan guards were dumbfounded, "Why are there two Highnesses?"
In the end... which one is the real one
Lan Feng stared at the young man with straight eyes, and then tremblingly said after a long while: "Your Highness, you... are you really His Highness?"
Hearing his question, the young man's straight back trembled, and a glimmer of water appeared in his eyes, "Uncle Huang, I almost never see you again."
Hearing the sound of Uncle Emperor, Lan Feng burst into tears unconsciously.
During this period of time, "Lan Huahong" was strange, he saw it in his eyes, and his heart was cold.
However, it was only at this moment that he knew why his highness had changed.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what the hell is going on!" At this moment, he was completely convinced which one was the real His Highness.
As soon as Lan Feng asked the words, he heard a violent shout: "Bold madman, dare to pretend to be His Royal Highness the Eleventh Highness, I think you are impatient!!"
Li Zupeng glared at the young man, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you give this lunatic to me to fight on the spot!!"
The Jindan monks looked at each other, but no one moved.
Facing that face that was exactly the same as the eleventh prince's, even more noble, how dare they make a move.
Lan Feng held the young man behind him, "Who would dare to do anything before the matter is cleared up?!"
Li Zupeng: "Lan Feng, what are you doing? Are you trying to cover up the murderer? What's not clear about the facts now? It's just that there are some daring people who want to pretend to be His Highness."
"Lan Huahong" also regained his composure at this time, looked at Li Zupeng and the two Nascent Soul cultivators who were guarding him, and then at the brocade clothes on his body, and the youth's coarse clothes, the panic dissipated slowly, his face A haughty expression appeared on his face again.
"Where did you come from such a lowly thing, dare to pretend to be your highness. Don't you look at your poor appearance, the prince of the dignified Lan clan empire, is it possible to dress like you, a shabby beggar?"
As he said that, he gave the Jindan monk next to him a hard look, "What are you still doing? Didn't you hear Gu's order? Arrest this madman who tried to pretend to be Gu. Whoever dares to disobey orders, I'll kill you right now." Cut off your heads!"
The Golden Core cultivators all showed panic and uneasiness, and subconsciously took a step in the direction of the blue-clothed boy.