Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 251
The long knife in Qing Chi's hand opened and closed wide, and it looked quite bluffing on the battlefield, but of course it was very powerful.

When she slashed out with a knife, she could hit several enemy soldiers, and the one who bore the brunt was cut in half directly.

The innocent jailer who was spattered with blood: "..."

Most gods care about their personal image, so why is Qing Chi's painting style so wrong?

Why does a Dharma God like to chop people with a knife?

Another piece of talisman paper was drawn and hit on himself, a thin barrier pushed out the blood and unknown internal organs, and then wrapped himself.

After Qingchi slashed for a while, he slowed down. Prisoner took a step forward silently, and released many talisman papers to deal with the soldiers in front of him.

"It's been a long time since we had such an exciting group fight." Qing Chi wiped his face, shook off the blood from his hands, and said with a smile.

He let out a breath and looked at Qing Chi who had changed her armor around her and was dressed in bright red. She didn't wear red clothes today, but she was still red.

"Sometimes you don't look like a god." He couldn't help but said.

Qingchi looked at the retreating enemy army and laughed, "How did you become a god?"

"My mother is the previous Demon God." Prisoner jumped up and got on the mount, Qingchi stood behind her, and the griffin flew into the air with wings flapping.

"My father is also the previous god, but I am not his god. No one thinks that I can succeed, because my blood is from my mother, which is much worse than that of my father. He is a dragon. , I am a snake. But when I slaughter all the gods and gods, including gods, and only me is left, I will be a god."

Qingchi stood with his hands behind his back, and after saying this, Jailer had to look sideways: "This is rare, I am the blood of dragon and phoenix, and the Lord inherited the dragon."

The blood of the dragon is the strongest. Generally speaking, the children will inherit as the dragon first, and it is rare for the master to inherit the weaker side.

"A dragon capable of nirvana?" Qingchi raised his brows, watching Jagyu throw various talisman papers at the retreating enemy troops.

She was a little reconciled, because those with dragon blood were always born stronger than others.

"Yes." Prisoner nodded.

"Heh." Qing Chi's eyes were cold, "I am a snake with a few dragon scales that have mutated. Thanks to those few dragon scales, I was not killed at birth."

After that, the jailer was silent again, she usually doesn't talk much, it's very rare to have a few words with Qingchi.

She probably understands that Qing Chi has such a temperament, and her path is completely different from that of many gods.

Qing Chi said it calmly, but only he knew what he had experienced back then.

In a long life, it is impossible for anyone not to encounter some troubles.

After the enemy army retreated in a large scale, the jailer led the troops back to the camp after chasing them for a while. What she wanted was not a small victory, and she had no intention of pursuing deeply.

Back at the barracks, the soldiers who had won a battle were quite happy. They were rewarded for their meritorious service and then continued to practice.

The soldiers who had just received the reward with joyful expressions immediately began to howl.

The jailer turned around and left without mercy, and the generals under her command arranged training according to her order.

The names of Prison and Qingchi gradually gained popularity with the victories in several small battles.

During this period, Qingchi helped the prisoner to block the assassination of the back arrow three or four times, and the prisoner also took the opportunity to wash all the soldiers in the general camp.

Originally, she wanted to throw the prisoner to the battlefield to suffer, but in the end, she made a lot of military achievements, and those people in the capital all gritted their teeth.

No one would stand by and watch Prisoner earn his reputation in various ways on the battlefield, so some people came here to try to claim credit.

The big tent of the military camp, the jailer just received the news that people had already set off from the capital, and she summoned the generals in the army.

(End of this chapter)