"Elder Hong!"

The crown prince personally greeted Hong Lao.

But suddenly, the whole body couldn't help but stiffen a little.

Blood, regurgitation, coldness, rapid freezing.

"Master, Master......"

When the prince saw the old man behind Hong Lao, he immediately knelt on the ground.

Just the right prostration, with his face facing the earth, but his face is extremely hideous.

Why did this fierce god come with him?

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, are you a ghost?"

The old man, the voice hidden under the black robe looks very rough, and it hurts his ears a little when he listens.

The prince didn't look up, but still said respectfully: "Master said that he laughed, how can an apprentice be a ghost?" ”

"It's not a ghost, what are you so afraid of me for?"

The robe was lifted to reveal a scarred face.

The prince looked up, and the old wound was to the bone but not healed, and the face with half of the bones was exposed, which made him feel a little trembling in his heart and liver.

He smiled reluctantly, "Master, please take a seat." ”

The ghost glanced at him, "No need, I came here because I was afraid that this person would not be able to convey the news properly, so I came here in person." ”

He was talking about Hong Lao.

Hong Lao was actually the first time to see the hell, his face had already turned pale with horror, and he didn't know where to lower his head.

This is a sinister character!

Hong Lao felt that it was even more terrifying than the prince of Qin Chuan!

That's the kind of person who doesn't have to explore the other person's cultivation, as long as he stands there, you feel like it's a hell person.

No wonder, it's called Ghost Seeing Sorrow......

If you see the ghosts, you are worried.

The prince was startled, and his head was lowered, just enough to see the ghostly boots, as if he could lick them with his tongue out.

"I don't know, what does the master command?"

The ghost said worriedly: "Recently, the people from the Holy Martial Academy have been a little close to Bai Duanwu, you know?" ”

"Yes......"

With the Iron Lady as a bridge, how could the White Courtyard Master have nothing to do with the people of the Holy Martial Academy?

The prince is also in a hurry, but when he thinks of Bai Duanwu's old-fashioned mind that everything is based on the Righteous Soul Academy, he is not particularly worried.

The master of the White Courtyard likes to weigh up.

If he stood in line between the royal family and the Holy Martial Academy, the prince didn't think that the Lord of the White Academy would choose the Holy Martial Academy.

At most, it's just neutral as it used to be.

Of course, with the Iron Lady here, it is a variable after all.

Ghost snorted coldly, "I see that you seem to be quite relieved?" ”

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

The prince suddenly raised his head, looked at that face, and didn't feel very scared anymore.

His character is almost trained by ghosts, and even if he is afraid, he will not be really afraid.

The ghost said lightly: "What did you do to Bai Duanwu's son a few years ago, did you forget it?" ”

"White dumplings?"

The image of a fat mound crossed the prince's mind, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but be a little mocking.

Just that fat dun, also want to press himself?

Amusing!

"This person is a waste now, I wonder why Master mentioned him?" He wondered.

The ghost was sad but said, "Bai Zong's should have woken up." ”

This awakening means restoration.

The prince's eyes widened, "How come?" He was affected by Master's soul power, and there was no possibility of recovery......"

There are so many students in the Righteous Soul Academy who suddenly went crazy, don't think that he doesn't know how many masters' handwritings there are.

Those people are all wasted, how can Bai Zongzi recover?

"Fools, don't forget, they have the crown in their hands. What miracles can the crown create, can you and I guess? ”

The prince could no longer hear the latter words, and when he heard the word fool, his blood was already flowing backwards.

Syllable!

Sure enough, the red shadow pounced on him.

It was a red whip.

Straight on him.

"Now, do you know what you're careless about?" The ghost asked.