Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

What's more, this time, it happened in the ghostly palace of the ghost.

This time, the ghost king's palace became more terrible.

Even in the daytime, no one dared to stay outside.

"Have you heard? In the ghost king's mansion, haunting starts again."

"Don't talk nonsense, isn't the ghost king living inside?"

"Just because there is a ghost king inside, it is haunted. Haven't heard of it? The ghost king has the ability to go straight to the nether world."

"Yeah, what if there is a kid running out of it?"

The rumors began to grow intensified.

In the end, there were rumors in Fengyi City.

It is said that the ghost king is practicing a wicked way of communicating with the ghost.

Once the cultivation is successful, you can directly summon the souls of ghosts in the Nether Mansion, and then everyone in Fengyi City will be swallowed by Li Gui.

For a moment, the hearts of people in Fengyi City fluttered.

Many visionary ministers have written to ask Emperor Yun'an to make an explanation.

Emperor Yunan felt his head was as big as a fight.

He couldn't help living in Yushufang and lost his temper for a long time.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Very angry, he threw a paperweight on the ground.

"A few days after he came back, couldn't he stop for a while?"

Jun Lingtian stood aside, a smile that was hard to detect in his eyes.

A lot of the rumors these days have contributed to him.

"Huh, call that evil barrier into the palace, I want to ask him personally!"

Emperor Yunan gritted his teeth.

Originally, it was a good time when the autumn was cool in the afternoon. Jun Aohan was already repairing half of the back garden, and Ye Qingli Qingqing and I.

As a result, he received the will of Emperor Yunan.

His eyes narrowed.

The eunuch glared at the purpose.

The eunuch suddenly freaked out.

"My lord ... if you don't go, your little head will be gone."

"You just go check it out."

Ye Qingli pushed him.

She also didn't want to make herself into the image of a demon princess who "had no monarch ever since."

Jun Aohan changed clothes now.

Arriving in the Imperial Study Room, Emperor Yun'an said angrily.

"What the hell are you doing in your house recently?"

Jun Aohan was confused.

"Renovation."

He still learned the word from Ye Qingli.

However, he felt really appropriate.

"It's just to dismantle the house and furnishings, and replace it with a new structure."

He said, for example.

Emperor Yun'an's nose almost crooked.

"That was the mansion where your father left, and it was carefully repaired by your mother-in-law. You just demolished it?"

Ghost King's Mansion, the old Xining King's Mansion, is the most elite royal garden in Daluo.

Thinking of this, Emperor Yun'an had a feeling that his heart was bleeding.

"It's too old, just take it apart."

Jun Aohan shrugged.

He didn't think there was anything distressing about this.

What's more, after Ye Qingli finished repairing, he really felt pretty.

"Why don't you understand?"

Emperor Yun'an had a feeling of hating iron for not making steel.

"That's the hard work of your father and concubine. How can you make a lowly wild girl trouble? In this case, where is the dignity of our royal family?

He was furious and said with a beard glaring.

Jun Aohan understood this time.

It turned out that he still looked down on Ye Qingli.

His eyes were suddenly cold like ice.

Rage.