Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 232 Fighting for the Deer 23
The next day.

Di Jiu took her wheelchair into the palace in a leisurely manner early in the morning.

In front of the Dragon Emperor's Hall, she said loudly: "My son pays respects to Father Emperor."

Not long after, a voice echoed inside: "Come in!"

After Di Jiu was carried into the Dragon Emperor Palace by Le Ji, he withdrew. At this time, Di Hong was busy arranging the layout of the battle. The God Realm was coming in menacingly. Without such a powerful arm as Di Jiu, Di Hong would be very tired.

"Here we come." Di Hong didn't lift his head.

Seeing his indifferent and indifferent attitude, Di Jiu was not surprised at all. Compared with the ruthlessness in his previous life, he is much better this time.

"My son heard that the frontier war was urgent, so he wanted to see if he could help."

Dihong replied almost subconsciously: "Your legs are useless..."

But halfway through speaking, he hurriedly stopped, looking at Di Jiu's expression as if he didn't hear, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Father is saying that your legs are not recovering, so you should rest in the mansion. Someone will take care of these things."

The corner of Di Jiu's mouth was very cold, she nodded: "Then...the father is busy, and the son will leave first."

"it is good."

After speaking, Di Jiu pushed the wheelchair and walked out.

Di Hong's voice suddenly sounded: "You really don't have any feeling in your legs?"

The person in the wheelchair didn't look back, but his voice was a little choked up: "Father, my son wants to stand up more than anyone else."

Di Hong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said with a cold face: "By the way, where has the national teacher been recently? Why did he suddenly disappear? One or two of them have disappeared, I really have spoiled them all! "

Hearing this, Di Jiu slid up the wheelchair and said with a half-smile, "National Teacher, you may never come back again."

After leaving the Dragon Emperor Palace, the cool snow fell directly on her face.

Le Ji pushed her to walk slowly, muttering: "This year's snow is really too heavy, it has never stopped."

Di Jiu didn't care, and said in a low voice, "Go to the frontier tonight."

"Yes."

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The twilight is deep, so dark that you can't see your fingers, the moon is shrunk in the clouds and dare not show its head.

Two black shadows floated across the night sky, disrupting the falling trajectory of the snowflakes.

There is a long distance between the border and the imperial capital, and the two masters and servants traveled through wind and rain, and they still arrived at the battlefield in the afternoon four or five days later.

As soon as he got there, the blood and corpses all over the ground came into view.

The war destroyed the homes of the people living near the border, no matter the old, young, sick or disabled, none of them escaped the enemy's killer.

Di Jiu landed steadily on the high rocks, the dim yellow light was very red, illuminating her figure, she stood against the light, the cold wind blew, and her robes fluttered.

Wearing a mask and white clothes, Di Jiu came down to the mortal world like a god, looking at the crooked corpses and blood, her face was expressionless, and there was not even the slightest wave in her eyes.

Not far away, suddenly there was a sound of swords colliding.

A new round of war has begun.

Obviously, the emperor was at a disadvantage in this battle, and even the common people could not be saved.

Walking all the way past the corpses, those newborns who seemed to have just been born fell into the snowdrifts, their faces were covered with blood, cruel and bloody.

"Master, you...don't you plan to save him?"

Di Jiu didn't speak, and the eyes under the mask didn't even move.

Her feet touched slightly, and she instantly flew to the roof of the wooden house in front of her.

Her voice was very calm, and there was a hint of a smile: "I can save one person, but I can't save the world."

Le Ji paused, and asked: "The world and the national teacher, who do you prefer?"

But Di Jiu laughed, the laughter was clear and clear, the wind blew her hair and robe back, looking from a distance, it looked like a god flying forward.

Her eyes gradually dimmed, and she asked in a low voice: "Then, guess what I like, killing or love?"

　Dijiu stood in front of the camera and asked you:
　　Guess, do I like killing, or love?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)