Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 252 Boundless Demon God Prison 25
When all the generals arrived, Qing Chi stood at the entrance of the tent, blocking it tightly.

Someone vaguely felt that something was wrong, and there was a little uneasiness in his expression, and the expressions of both Qiangxuan and Qingchi were a little strange.

Qing Chi leaned on the wooden pillar with folded arms, the long knife was standing beside him, and his eyes scanned the generals.

Prisoner got up from the main seat and walked towards them step by step.

"I don't know what the princess wants to order?" A general couldn't hold back and asked with a salute.

Prisoner didn't respond, but walked to the crowd step by step, and then she raised her hand, and black bloody spiritual power overflowed from her palm.

The generals' eyes widened when they saw this, but before they could react, black spiritual power poured into their brows with flowing light.

Qingchi's hand was already on the hilt of the knife just in case, but the prisoner didn't miss it. She directly controlled these generals with the means of the demons, and the entire barracks was truly in the hands of the prisoner.

There was silence in the military tent, the eyes of the generals were dull for a while, while Qing Chi looked outside, no one approached.

"Okay, let's all get out." The black streamer disappeared, and the eyes of many generals also became brighter, as if they were the same as before, but after the jailer gave the order, none of them went out without any objection.

"Okay?" Qing Chi looked at the generals, seeming to be more obedient.

"Yeah." The jailer replied softly, stepped out of the military tent, and looked at the orderly patrolling soldiers in the military tent expressionlessly.

"Are you going to poke people to death at that time?" Qing Chi asked her standing behind her with a knife in his arms.

"Well, help me deal with it when the time comes." Being brought by Qingchi, the jailer didn't bother to deal with those unknown existences, so he just dealt with them.

On the way, the third prince was still sitting on Mengmeng, not knowing that the two people here were already planning to kill him.

Prisoner doesn't care whether someone will find out after killing the third prince secretly, she is directly planning to start with the army.

It is too easy to achieve no trace by her means, at best it is just a little punishment, after all, it is on their territory.

The third prince will bring an army over, and that army will naturally go to prison.

This is also Qingchi's suggestion. Anyway, the jailer also has means to control them, and even came to Qingxuan for another purpose.

The royal mount was very fast, and within a few days the third prince arrived at the border. Qing Chi followed the jailer to pick them up and watched them land outside the barracks.

The third prince arrived first, and the army was still slowly marching along the road.

"Seventh sister." Seeing the jail, the third prince spread a smile and approached.

"En." The prisoner always had a cold and indifferent look, and the third prince didn't say anything. He knew how cold the prisoner was when he was in the capital, and he treated all the princes in the same way.

The third prince wanted to have a chat, but he didn't get any response from the jailer, so he stopped talking.

Then the jailer led people into the barracks and arranged them in the army tent.

Seeing that the barracks was very orderly and that the soldiers were not weak, the third prince was also taken aback. He had doubts about Prison's record at first, but now it seems that this man really knows how to lead troops.

I just don't know where the prisoners who have not lived in their own country come from, they have all entered the military barracks to practice at any rate.

"Have you led soldiers before?" The third prince couldn't help but ask the prisoner.

However, the jailer just glanced at him and didn't reply.

Qingchi was smiling on the side, he had brought a huge demon clan.

The third prince didn't care about the prison's indifference, he just looked at the barracks with a satisfied look on his face.

Regarding his unabashed expression, Qing Chi curled his lips secretly.

(End of this chapter)