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Chapter 1443 Fuzhou Ghost Race

The little skeleton came in a fierce manner, and the prince Yuan suddenly felt his scalp numb.

In his body, several martial arts veins were all opened.

Across the neck, tendons appeared, and there was a layer of true energy on the skin all over the body.

The little skeleton bit it and screamed in pain.

Its bones shattered, and the layer of true energy was extremely fierce, which directly forced the little skeleton to retreat.

Covering the bloody wound, Prince Yuan looked alert, and he released the little remaining true energy in his body.

The martial soul exploded, and a beautiful silver-white fox suddenly appeared.

"The demon fox martial soul, you still have some ability. The last time you escaped, this time, you can't escape again."

But the fog dissipated.

Green flames were floating around.

The entire Haotiantai is reflected like a mass grave.

The ghost fires let out a burst of howlings, and a gust of cold wind blew.

The night winds in the earlier days were obviously caused by these ghost fires.

The extinguished lights of Haotiantai.

Prince Yuan immediately understood.

That night, I was attacked by a sneak attack and the carriage suddenly caught fire.

The fire is hard to extinguish, and it is thought that it was caused by these ghost fires.

The visitor is not good.

Prince Yuan knew very well that he had met a tough character tonight.

Under Haotian, the guards were already exasperated.

Now there is only Prince Yuan left in the entire Haotiantai.

My heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little.

Prince Yuan smiled bitterly.

The palms were covered with blood.

He knew in his heart that it was still unknown whether he could survive tonight.

"Your Excellency, you've shown up."

A pale and slender hand stretched out the mist.

That was a man, very charming.

His face was like applying powder, with pairs of extremely charming eyes, thick eyebrows, thin lips and high nose bridge, emitting a faint green light, and the yellow hair of steamed buns shone brightly in the night.

The man raised his hand and the small skeleton fell into his hand.

The little skeleton made a sound like a baby crying.

However, the man gently stroked the little skeleton a few times, as if coaxing a child, humming in his mouth.

Several black ghost energy poured into the skeleton's body, and the broken bones of the skeleton were repaired in the blink of an eye.

This is...ghost technique.

Prince Yuan was shocked.

It was obvious that the man in front of him was not a mortal at all.

"Are you a ghost clan?"

Prince Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Have you ever seen a ghost like me?"

The man looked like he was holding a mirror and looked at Prince Yuan.

"I have no grudge against your ghost clan. You are entrusted by someone to kill me. What benefits did the other party give you? I will give you twice."

Prince Yuan also knew that he was not the opponent's opponent.

It is undoubtedly impossible to ask for help in Haotiantai.

"Crown Prince Yuan, do you think our ghost clan is the same as your human clan, without trust? I have received human sacrifices, of course I have to eliminate disasters for others. It's also your fault, if you die that night, or let me live in your body, it would be fine if you die in a sick way. You just want to drag the sick body to the rooftop to light some lights."

The male ghost sighed, glanced at Prince Yuan, and touched the little ghost in his hand.

The little devil made a creaking cry.

"It's Concubine Zhu."

Prince Yuan's eyes turned cold.

He had long heard rumors in secret that Zhu Guifei's brother Zhu Jiangnian used ghost skills when he defeated the enemy in his early years.

Although there has been no evidence for many years, Prince Yuan Si thought about it and was the most suspicious of Concubine Zhu and his brother and sister beside him.
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