Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 252 You are miserable, my woman has come to save me [5]

The leader waved his hand, his voice was full of excitement, as if he had already thought of a certain situation, and even his voice was soaring——

"Kill the man, and capture the woman alive!"

When the Ghost King behind Jia Ai heard it, he said oops twice, and said teasingly, "It turns out that your appearance is only enough to warm the quilt."

Jia Ai's eyes turned slightly cold, and he glared at him, but saw his expression suddenly changed.

"Even so, the quilt can only be mine."

Fall... Jia Ai stretched out her leg after she was sure she couldn't bear it anymore, and with a bang, the ghost king suddenly fell to the ground.

This unexpected scene frightened not only the enemies, but also the ghost king. He was already seriously injured internally, but he was kicked over by her side, causing his internal organs to hurt even more.

Dou Da's sweat leaked out of the mask, and he clutched his chest tightly, "What a... ruthless woman."

Jia Ai snorted coldly, turned her head, and met the excited eyes of the leader.

"It's splashy and spicy enough, I like it, catch her."

As soon as this order came out, all the people surrounding them started to move, and the troops were divided into two groups, one to arrest people, and the other to kill ghosts (the king of ghosts).

They moved fast, and Jia Ai was even faster. She ignored the ghost king on the ground and jumped into the air, avoiding the capture of those people, followed by five fingers, and the silver needles like drizzle flew down. It seemed to be chaotic and disorderly, but each silver needle landed on the enemy's body with precision.

In an instant, everyone was frozen.

The ax of one of them was fixed in front of the ghost king's nose. Although he suffered internal injuries, he was still able to move, so the one in front of him was not only fixed by the silver needle, but also had acupuncture points pressed by him.

The Ghost King withdrew his hand, showing a proud smile, without any sense of being at a disadvantage, and even looked arrogantly at the leader.

"How about it, let's be strong as a woman. Not everyone can eat this chili pepper."

"..." The fiery red figure fell to the ground gracefully, speechless, but she still dutifully stood in front of the ghost king.

He was lying on his back, but now that the crisis is temporarily lifted, he can get up.

Stretching out her slender palm, she grabbed Jiaai's calf.

She frowned, stared down, full of displeasure, "You're pretty good at climbing."

The ghost king chuckled, "This is crawling..."

Supporting her calf with his hands as a support point, he slowly climbed up, and he patted the dust off his body.

"Woman, hurry up and get rid of him too." The masked face passed over her shoulders, level with hers.

"I can't last much longer." He lowered his voice, with a faint broken voice, which seemed to be so serious that he was struggling to speak.

It doesn't look like it's pretending.

And according to the ghost king's temperament, he will only pretend to be strong, and will never show weakness.

In her heart, uncontrollably, there was a trace of worry, and Jia Ai looked at the leader coldly.

Seeing this, she was a little surprised, because the leader looked into her eyes... unexpectedly a little stupid.

His eyes were even blurred...

"Beauty, it's so beautiful, like a fairy, with graceful movements and extraordinary demeanor, just like a flying fairy in the sky..." His eyes suddenly changed.

"I'll get you!" He opened his arms, with a look of intoxication and pity, "I don't want to hurt you, so obediently fall into my arms."

Three black lines were drawn on the corners of Jia Ai's forehead. Did this guy have a background in stage plays? Why can he shout such passionate words? Could it be that he has forgotten his subordinates?

(End of this chapter)