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Chapter 1502

Ghosts can pass through Fuzhou.

The fourth prince's promise was undoubtedly more attractive than his own half of his soul.

Hua Yaorao was really moved.

But she was still a little hesitant.

The fourth prince may not be able to take it seriously.

Zhu Qianjun and Zhu Guifei are both cruel and ruthless people, but even if the two of them join forces, they may not be their opponents.

As for these four princes, they are obviously puppets.

I'm afraid even if I ascend the throne, I'll be Zhu Qianjun's puppet.

Hua Yaorao began to think about it.

"I'll go! Treason! This kid wants his country to seize the throne!"

The little fox was restrained by Hua Yaorao's ghost claws and could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

The more it listens, the more it feels chilling.

The human race has seen it with his own eyes, but he did not expect that there are such shameless people in the world.

How many people will be killed by this fourth prince of Laozi for his own selfishness?

If ghosts pass through Fuzhou, Fuzhou will inevitably be in chaos.

For ghosts, humans are the best tonic.

The flesh and blood of living people is comparable to years of cultivation.

"King Hua, why are you hesitating? Let the ghosts pass through Fuzhou. This is only one thing I can promise. Prince Yuan is a military employee and has always verbally advocated the people of the world. He was injured by the ghost this time and has always hated him secretly. He has not counterattacked at the moment because of his lack of strength. Once he ascended the throne and gained military power, the consequences will be unimaginable. I also heard that he planned to subdue ghosts. Yesterday, he invited Gui Shiva from Fengdong to the prince's mansion and plotted for several hours. It was thought that it was going to do something unfavorable to the ghosts."

The Fourth Prince added fuel to the fire.

His people did see Gūva going to the prince's mansion for several hours.

Fengdong, that is a famous ghost-controlling master.

Prince Yuan had never had any contact with them before, and his actions this time can be imagined.

"Feng Dong? Just those ghost cultivators want to compete with me, it's a joke."

When Hua Yaoyao heard this, she mocked her.

Looking at the Eastern Continent, besides the mainland army, there is only one Taichang Holy Academy, which is enough to make her pay attention to it.

Feng Dong, she doesn't take it seriously yet.

But before the crown prince Yuan ascended the throne, he dared to plan to control ghosts. He had to fight for this point and had to kill him.

"You offered good conditions, more courageous than your uncle back then. Just for this, I admire you very much."

Hua Yaorao pondered for a moment and decided to help the Fourth Prince.

Fuzhou is her base camp. There is a human emperor who helps ghosts, which is much better than a human emperor who destroys ghosts.

"Thank you, King Hua, since that's the case, King Hua, when will we take action?"

The fourth prince was overjoyed.

He knew that he would definitely convince King Hua.

Prince Yuan, your death is here!

"What's the hurry? If you want to kill Prince Yuan, you have to hand over some deposit first."

Hua Yaorao giggled.

Although she was not seen, the laughter seemed like a silver bell, crisp and pleasant, and had a bit of teasing.

The fourth prince was shaking his mind and couldn't help feeling itchy.

"idiot."

The little fox was secretly shocked when he heard the laughter.

Hua Yaorao's cultivation is not weak.

This laugh alone has the effect of numbing the mind and being controlled by it.

"Supply half of your soul. Our cooperation will be achieved."

Ghost Claw threw the little fox to the castrated ghost beside him.

The little fox's limbs were bound by ghost power, so he could only watch Hua Yaorao stretch out her ghost claws.
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