Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 301 Prisoner 2
The rain in the sky has no intention of stopping, thunder and lightning, rumbling, with corpses and blood everywhere, purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

Just when everyone watched the group of magical soldiers coming frantically to kill——

"what--"

A dozen sneaky ghosts were suddenly blown away by a powerful phantom force, and disappeared into a puff of smoke on the spot in the rainy night.

A figure descended from the sky. The man was dressed in a red robe that looked like blood. The black wheelchair matched the red very eye-catchingly. His gray and white long hair fluttered in the rainy night. An oil-paper umbrella blocked the storm.

Together with the wheelchair, she landed firmly in front of the crowd, watching the group of magic soldiers and ghosts who were about to rush into the Dragon Emperor Palace.

For a moment, everyone in the Dragon Emperor Palace felt that this person was really beautiful, not because of his appearance, but because of the hope that suddenly appeared when a person fell into despair.

Seemingly frightened by her movement of throwing away more than a dozen sneaky ghosts with her palm, the magic soldiers and sneaky ghosts suddenly stopped and did not dare to move.

Dijiu leaned leisurely on the wheelchair, water droplets slid on an oiled paper umbrella, dripping down the tip of her hair little by little.

A bolt of lightning flashed by, illuminating the man's fierce gaze, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I'm not dead yet, so rampant?"

It was the first time that such a rampant tone was so comfortable to listen to.

The ministers and concubines in the Dragon Emperor's Palace fell silent in an instant, and they all quietly looked at the man who was once famous in the Six Realms, who was now confronting the enemy for them.

"You are the prince of the imperial capital? So you are a cripple!" The sneaky leader walked out of the ghost crowd, with a sinister laugh.

Di Jiu's sharp eyes became more and more ferocious in the darkness, and the ghosts who saw him trembled. They were surprised that this person's eyes and aura were more like ghosts than theirs.

"The cripple?" Di Jiu curled his lips strangely, "Look down on the cripple? Believe it or not, you died at the hands of the cripple?"

Her robe was loose, and a thick blanket was draped over her legs, which barely covered her stomach.

As soon as the words fell, the person in the wheelchair exerted force on the palm of his hand, and a black light suddenly appeared, attracting the leading sneaky one, and she exerted force with five fingers.

There was a "creak-" sound.

Just now, she was still crazily laughing at her sneakiness, but instantly disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

Her technique was too neat and her speed was too fast, so fast that people could only see a shadow, but everyone also noticed that this young person had already reached the black rank!

There was a moment of dead silence.

The person in the wheelchair turned suddenly and retreated to the side.

Her thin lips parted lightly: "Kill me!"

Suddenly, thirty young, youthful-looking men and women in identical clothes jumped out from the back of the hall, holding long swords, and rushed towards the team of nearly a thousand people!

They originally thought that they would be injured or die, but they frantically robbed the enemy's life!
Their eyes were cold, their movements were decisive, and their techniques were straightforward!

Led by Arnold and Cao Qu, they fought left and right, killing so much that they were almost red-eyed!
Everyone only saw that the person on the other side was gradually disappearing at an extremely fast speed, and they were so shocked that they didn't dare to make a sound.

Di Jiu was sitting in a wheelchair, and he didn't have the slightest fear of this scene. In those eyes, apart from ruthlessness, there was only hostility.

Looking back, she smiled and looked at the group of people whose faces were pale with fright, her lazy posture, like a king in the dark, calm and stable as Mount Tai.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the ethereal voice floated into their ears clearly.

"As long as I am here, the imperial capital will never be a prisoner."

The corners of Di Jiu's eyes were slightly curved, and a fierce light flashed across.

The emperor will not become the prisoner of the God Realm, but you will become the beasts in my prison of the ninth emperor!
(End of this chapter)