The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 268 Di Qing, Let's Run!
God!
Damn it!

If the sack is really tight, wouldn't she be going to die?

Who will save her?Who will save her?

"Suzaku! Suzaku! Come in! Help me take off Grandpa Mu, take it off!" Ling Jiuyou, who was in a hurry, hugged his head and roared...

special!
Can this yellow robe be worn like this?

This is not support, this is a blunt routine!
"My lord..." Suzaku, who was standing at the door, heard the words, his bookish face was full of embarrassment...

In fact, he doesn't want to help!
The high position of the emperor, the ninety-five supreme, who is better than the lord?
From the standpoint of the Ling family's army, Suzaku did not want to see the things that were suspected by the king happen again!

Therefore, only their lord and eldest lady can sit in that position!

And just when Suzaku was hesitating, whether to accept the order or disobey it, a group of bloody figures hurried over from a distance...

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

There were successive kneeling sounds.

When Ling Jiuyou heard the voice, she turned her head immediately.

Even the movement of Lord Mu to put on the yellow robe, he paused.

"The last general is golden, I implore my lord to accept the throne!"

"The last general, Qinglong, I implore my lord, accept the emperor's throne!"

"The last general..."

"..."

There are many god soldiers, the spiritual power is restless, the iron blood is majestic, the voice is sonorous and powerful, and the Ling family army bows their heads.

Only the lord!

In the whole world, only their lord, the emperor, and their Ling family army can concentrate on the battlefield with peace of mind!
"Grandpa Jin...you...you..." Ling Jiuyou's face was covered, and he couldn't get angry.

traitor!

Even the Ling family army has become a traitor!
"Jiuyou little baby, don't struggle, look, everyone wants you to be the emperor, and only you wearing this yellow robe will be the one everyone expects!" Seeing this, Old Master Mu smiled triumphantly, holding his hand in his hand. The movement became faster, "Come on, put it on quickly, put on this jute bag, from now on I will kneel down and kowtow to you three times every day..."

Kneel three times and knock nine times?

Who cares that you kneel three times and kowtow nine times!

Ling Jiuyou was crying blind!
"Oh my god! Who will save me! I rebelled against my death and kicked the faint king out of power. It's fine if you don't thank me. You still repay your kindness like this. Is this really okay?"

struggle!

Have to struggle!
"It's good, everyone thinks so!" The conscientious representative of Mr. Mu Lao Hou Ye spoke.

"Di Qing! Di Qing! Let's run! This place is too scary!" Unbearable, seeing that he was about to be sacked, Ling Jiuyou slipped out of the hands of Old Master Mu.

"Run away? Disgraceful!" Di Qing's voice came faintly from inside the mother cauldron.

"Wow……"

When Ling Jiuyou heard this, she cried for the rest of her life!

Shame?

Did Di Qing feel ashamed?

But damn, if you don't run away, you will die!

Wouldn't it be a disaster for the country and the people to let her be the emperor?Isn't that going to kill herself?
If I am not free, I would rather die than die...

"Jie Jie...Jiuyou little baby, no matter how hard you struggle and resist, it's useless. Come on..." Old Master Mu smiled wickedly, seeing Ling Jiuyou like this, his old heart Ah, how can you be happy?

Typical schadenfreude!
Ling Jiuyou stared, outside the room, Wu Ya pressed down on the people kneeling on the ground, she wanted to plan a running route...

Her family wants face, but she doesn't!
What is face?It can't be eaten as a meal!
She still ran away...

"The eldest son is here!"

And at this moment, outside the courtyard, there was a message...

(End of this chapter)