Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 35 Introducing the Wolf into the Room 16
Li Yuan, who also returned to the room to rest, lay there tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Thinking of the act of subconsciously blocking Di Jiu from the wind at that time, he was also quite puzzled. At that time, he almost did it without thinking. When he hugged that soft body, it made him feel a little warm in his heart. of.

But Li Yuan frowned again.

...Di Jiu is a man.

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The next day, the cold wind and white snow still did not stop, and the ground of the palace was piled up very thick. The maids and eunuchs tried their best to clean it, but they couldn't stand the snow. .

Everyone had breakfast in their respective rooms, and after eating, Di Jiu touched his eyes in front of the bronze mirror.

The pain when the man poked her blind with his fingers seemed to be still vivid in his memory.

After leaving the room, I found several people sitting there in the hall.

Seeing her coming, several people got up together, "Elder Prince."

Especially Di Yushu, who was already standing there alive and kicking, when she saw Di Jiu, she timidly lowered her head.

Di Jiu raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, as long as he was afraid of her, otherwise Di Yushu's temper might disrupt her plan.

"I'm going out for a while."

Di Jiu picked up the newly prepared Daxie and was about to leave, Li Yuan asked, "Where is the eldest prince going?"

Hearing this, the dignified Emperor Jiu slowly looked back: "Take a walk."

After the words were finished, the maids opened the palace door and waited for the eldest prince to go out. After Di Jiu left the palace, he went to a nearby town.

In her previous life, she also came out because she wanted to inspect people's sentiments, and she met an assassin.

She must follow the steps, and there must be no trouble.

When Di Jiu walked to the woods near the town, in an instant, the surroundings were full of murderous aura, and a gust of snow was blowing up!
Di Jiu stood still, feeling the direction of the murderous aura.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew over, facing Dijiu's Tianling Gai.

Di Jiu flipped his palm, and a sword slowly appeared out of thin air. The red sword body was surrounded by flames, burning the whole sword red. The color was like blood, terrifying and frightening.

Holding the sword in the palm of his hand, Di Jiu touched the ground with his toes, flew in the air, and instantly bypassed the black shadow. The tip of the sword turned, and with a puff, it pierced through the man's body, and his whole body was burned!

But the strange thing was that the man couldn't see the fire on his body, only heard the heart-piercing wailing of the man, and then fell to the ground, with sparks burning outside his clothes.

The red lotus fire penetrated into the man's body through the blade of the sword, and the fire wantonly and quickly burned his internal organs. At this time, the body of the fallen man was already an empty shell.

One person died, and around Di Jiu, a dozen or so people in the same attire appeared in an instant, each holding an ice blade, and they were bound to kill her!

There was madness and blood in Di Jiu's eyes, and the people in front of him were inexplicably terrified!
Perhaps the hatred in his heart was too strong, Di Jiu was full of hostility, the aura was very dark and creepy.

At this moment, she seemed to be a living dead crawling out of a mass grave. She didn't seem to know anything except killing people.

Di Jiu's speed was strangely fast, and all aspects of his body that had been washed by the Lingquan improved.

Before those people could react, Di Jiu had already killed four or five people, all of whom were burned to death by the red lotus fire.

Until the other party realized that they were no match for Di Jiu and wanted to escape, Di Jiu floated in front of them like a ghost.

The eyes that were faintly jumping with scarlet light stared at them like that, like a ghost seeking their lives, or like a ghost haunting their souls. For a moment, they only felt that their bodies were wrapped in hostility.

Di Jiu curled up the corners of his mouth bewitchingly, his voice seemed to be tempered by the wind and frost of this December day.

"I have seen Bengong's Burning Fire Sword, do you still want to leave?"

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