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Di Jiu took her wheelchair into the palace early in the morning.

In front of the Dragon Emperor's Palace, she shouted: "The son of the emperor asks for peace to his father." ”

It didn't take long for the voice to come back from inside: "Come in!" ”

Emperor Jiu was carried into the Dragon Emperor Hall by Le Ji and then retreated, Emperor Hong was in full swing at this time to arrange the layout of the war, the divine realm is menacing, without such a powerful arm as Emperor Jiu, Emperor Hong will be very tired.

"Here we are." Emperor Hong didn't even raise his head.

Seeing his indifferent and indifferent attitude, Di Jiu was not surprised at all, compared to the ruthlessness of his previous life, he was much better this time.

"When Erchen heard that the war on the frontier was urgent, he thought about seeing if there was anything he could do to help."

Di Hong almost subconsciously replied: "Your legs are ......"

But halfway through his words, he hurriedly stopped, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Di Jiu's expression as if he hadn't heard it.

"Father is saying that your legs are not good, you should rest in the mansion, and someone will always deal with these things."

The curvature of the corners of Di Jiu's mouth was very cold, and she nodded: "That...... The father was busy, and the son retired first. ”

"Okay."

After speaking, Di Jiu pushed the wheelchair out.

Di Hong's voice suddenly sounded: "You really don't have any sense in your legs?" ”

The person in the wheelchair didn't look back, but his voice was a little choked: "Father, the son wants to stand up more than anyone else." ”

Di Hong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said with a cold face: "By the way, where has the national teacher been recently?" Why did people disappear all of a sudden? This one and two are missing, and I really spoil them all! ”

Hearing this, Di Jiu slid up his wheelchair and said with a smile: "National teacher, you may never come back." ”

Out of the Dragon Emperor Palace, the cool snowflakes fell directly on her face.

Leji pushed her to walk slowly, muttering, "The snow is so big this year, it hasn't stopped." ”

Emperor Jiu didn't care, and whispered, "Go to the frontier tonight." ”

"Yes."

The twilight was deep, the black could not see the five fingers, and the moon was shrunk in the clouds and did not dare to show its head.

Two dark shadows drifted through the night sky, disturbing the trajectory of the falling snowflakes.

There was a long distance between the border and the imperial capital, and the master and servant had traveled through thick and thin, and they still arrived at the battlefield in the afternoon four or five days later.

As soon as I got there, I saw the blood and corpses all over the ground.

The war destroyed the homes of the people living near the border, and the old, the young, the sick and the disabled, did not escape the killers of the enemy.

Emperor Jiu landed steadily on the high mountain rocks, the dim yellow glow was very red, illuminating her figure, she stood against the light, the cold wind blew, and the robes flew.

Di Jiu wore a mask, dressed in white, descending to the mortal world like a god, looking at those twisted corpses and blood, her face was expressionless, and there was not the slightest wave in her eyes.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of swords colliding.

A new round of war has begun.

Obviously, the emperor was at a disadvantage in this battle, and even the people could not be saved.

Walking all the way past the corpses, the newborns, who seemed to have just been born, fell in the snowdrifts, their faces covered in blood, cruel and bloody.

"Master, you ...... Aren't you going to save? ”

Emperor Jiu didn't speak, and the eyes under the mask didn't even move.

She landed slightly, and the whole person instantly flew to the roof of the wooden house in front of her.

Her voice was very gentle, and there was a faint smile: "I can save one person, but I can't save the world." ”

Le Ji paused and asked, "The world and the national teacher, who do you prefer?" ”

Di Jiu laughed, the laughter was very crisp, the wind blew her hair and robe backwards, looking at it from a distance, like a god flying forward.

Her gaze gradually became misty, and she asked in a low voice: "So, guess what I like, is it killing or love?" ”