Chapter 1740 You Are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

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"I'll say it again, Your Highness is going back to the imperial capital, so get out of the way!"

Lei Wang's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice.

It's not that he doesn't want to slap this Junzhu Zhao to death, but he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for the emperor.

The emperor, as the prince of Taichu, has just arrived in this world and has not yet grasped the power in this world.

He didn't want to mess up the emperor's plan because of some trivial matter!

"Your Highness? What Your Highness? Just kidding, do you think it's some of my sons?

A highness who came out of nowhere is also worthy of this seat to give him face? "

Hearing this, Commander Zhao actually laughed out loud.

"That's right, a so-called Highness wants us to lead the way for him!"

"The natives of the lower realm are the natives of the lower realm. No matter how high your cultivation base is, you don't know what the difference is, what is the difference in status!"

"In the emperor's dynasty in the early days, apart from a few sons of the emperor, the great figures who are quasi-emperors can call themselves His Highness!"

"Not necessarily, the people in this treasure ship are still quasi-emperors?"

The surrounding guards immediately laughed loudly knowingly.

In the emperor dynasty of the early days, the status of a quasi-emperor was also extremely high, second only to the great emperor of the early days.

Although he is not the emperor's son of the Taichu Dynasty, he can still call himself His Highness, and this His Highness means His Highness of Martial Arts!

Only one step away, you can become His Highness the Great Emperor!

"The natives of the lower realm who don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, perhaps in your world, the people in this treasure ship can be called Your Highness.

But in the Taichu Emperor Dynasty, he was not qualified enough! "

Commander Zhao said proudly.

As early as when he showed up, he discovered Qin Yi.

At first, he didn't care about it, but now it seems that he is still the person protected by this peak ancient sage, but he still doesn't care, he only regards it as the prince of the middle thousand world dynasty.

Just a prince of a dynasty, not qualified to be called His Highness.

"yes?"

At this moment, a cold snort exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"Who?"

Zhao Junzhu and others suddenly changed their expressions. From this voice, they felt a strong pressure, which shocked their hearts.

As strong as Zhao Junzhu, he felt a terrifying pressure.

The bow of the treasure ship.

A figure stepped out with his hands behind his back, and with one step, the sky was shaken.

A silver halo soared upwards, infecting thousands of miles around into a piece of silver, and the mountains, rivers and mountains were shaken by it.

The figure is bathed in silver light, overlooking Qianqiu!

"Another peak ancient sage?"

A group of powerful Guardians lost their voices and looked at the figure in front of them in disbelief.

The commander of the Guardian Army had an even more ugly face. He didn't expect that the target he chose at random would actually have two peak ancient sages sitting in command.

If these two peak ancient sages had already shot, wouldn't he have been slapped by them and slapped to death!

Thinking of this, the commander of the Guardian Army fought with each other, feeling terrified.

That's not all, Junzhu Zhao's next sentence made him feel like he was in a cold prison!

"His Royal Highness?"

Zhao Junzhu's slightly startled voice sounded, which immediately stunned the crowd.

What His Royal Highness?

It seems that the only person who can make Zhao Junzhu of the Guardian Army call His Royal Highness is His Royal Highness.

His Majesty's son, the future designated heir of the Taichu Emperor's Dynasty!

Is it really that one?

The Commander-in-Chief of the Protectorate Army's expression full of teasing disappeared in an instant, and he swallowed uneasily, his expression tense.

If it is really that one, then he will be miserable!