Imperial Treasure-Chapter 938 - 566: Save Me_2

There’s also an old woman, with white hair, her face may be somewhat grim, with little flesh, her skin clinging to bones, but her skin is very white, giving a sense of serenity yet unapproachability. She is leaning lazily on a chair with a cane in one hand, eyes half-closed, seemingly asleep.

Their presence... is absent.

Sui Yi turned his face.

Fifteen seconds ago, these two people weren’t here.

An interesting intrusion with an interesting silence.

On stage.

Frank, while watching others fight, sneered at these black wizards: "This is the so-called Ten Commandments, ten A-levels, right? Old lecher, you are an A-level King of the United Kingdom, they are certainly not your match!"

Pierre snorted coldly, "Of course."

Yet, just as he finished speaking, he felt his vision suddenly become bizarre, as if many lines twisted, and something extra appeared inexplicably.

What is this thing?

He instinctively looked up.

At the top of the venue, a shadow appeared quietly, utterly silent.

The body seemed to twist like a snake, its face and other features unclear, just felt like a person, yet also like a cold-eyed king snake staring at him.

Pierre shivered inside, his hand’s attack faltered, nearly getting entangled by a few black wizards’ witchcraft.

With a sudden retreat, he shouted, "Damn, there’s another old wizard here!"

He didn’t know how strong this person was, but in the cultivation circle, it’s customary to respect wizards as being old.

The older the wizard, the more likely they are powerful.

Like the elders in a tribal community, the older they are, the more dangerous they become.

Pierre’s shout was futile because the crowd, including adventurers like Kerry, were all bewildered.

Seeing that the black wizards’ witchcraft was about to take effect on them...

There seemed to be a fierce wind blowing from above.

This fierce wind attracted the attention of many.

It was also the sudden commotion that disrupted the wizards’ originally arranged witchcraft, causing one wizard to look up in annoyance.

What on earth?

A plane.

Not a helicopter, but a rather large, agile private plane, just appeared...

The massive fuselage, spiral wind power pressed down from the sky.

Everyone was startled.

Including ordinary people.

Their first reaction was that the plane had an accident!

Their second reaction was damn, this Black Emperor really went all out, even bringing a plane down!

Even Sui Yi and others didn’t expect such a miraculous change.

A plane?

Is this a new type of attack weapon?

The whole plane crashing down?

The people from China had blank expressions.

Can someone tell me where the people from our Ministry of Defense have gone!

Such a big plane flying at low altitude in the center of the Imperial Capital... and you all didn’t react!!!

Dammit!

"Quick... run!"

As someone raised an arm and shouted loudly.

The plane flew over everyone’s heads...

The momentum was as magnificent and grand as the tsunami pressure in London that day.

A large shadow engulfed their entire bodies...

Many people’s expressions maintained an (≧口≦)O!!! state.

And finally, they all watched helplessly as the plane, seemingly less than ten meters above them, flew over... over... over... (Actually, it was at a not-low height, but the visual effect and psychological difference in people are not the same).

At that moment.

A burst of fire suddenly shot down from the plane...

Like a glider, diving down like an eagle, or...

Anyway, it flew down.

It just swooped and attacked!

Too fast!

So fast that many A-levels didn’t react.

Just felt as if the plane that seemed to leisurely "scrape" over their heads added a touch of red.

Then, this touch of red directly landed in front of them.

Mo Ke and Ye Zixu watched as the fireball came towards them.

Ye Zixu bent a finger, wanting to move, but after seeing Sui Yi’s side, became still again.

Behind them, Justin gazed down, watching Ye Zixu’s actions, raising his brow.

Meanwhile, Mo Ke squinted his eyes, fingers slightly drawing left and right on the armrest, and the twisted and wavering air beside him abruptly calmed.

The four of them remained extremely calm.

BOOM!

The fireball instantly brought a burning brilliance that made people’s heads spin, a blaze of red, like a soaring phoenix.

It fell upon Mo Ke and the others...

No, to be precise, on Sui Yi.

The flames wrapped around Sui Yi on one side.

Ye Zixu finally jumped up, Mo Ke frowned, watching the flames up close, yet did not move.

Many widened their eyes.

Almost the entire audience, whether inside or outside, everyone stared at the core of the flames.

Pu Qinghan stood up.

The middle-aged man squinted, the old woman opened her eyes.

Yhan Qingwu stood up, one hand pressing the front seat, a faint light flying beneath her hand.

That was their critical moment.

But how could their speed compare to the fire’s? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The flames burned silently, yet like burning flowers, dispersing.

A large number of flame roses fluttered.

A snow-white hand appeared, pressing on Sui Yi’s shoulder.

Sui Yi remained composed, not stopping the other party.

Then.

The other party’s face and body appeared.

A vaguely familiar face.

Beautiful, noble, arrogant, yet now with an unusually pale, cold and captivating red lips, slightly lowering her head, her upper body leaning slightly towards Sui Yi.

Another hand emerged from the flames, the golden scorpion on the wrist dazzling.

Slender, pretty hands pressed lightly on the back of Sui Yi’s hand, resting on the armrest.

Three fingers bore different rings.

Beautiful, fashionable, and slender hands.

Covered Sui Yi’s hand.

This action was too intimate.

Sui Yi’s brows suddenly furrowed sharply, raising his eyes to the other side.

In his eyes was a fleeting dark glow.

Looking at each other.

Natasha.

This peak monarch from the United Kingdom didn’t care about any commotion in this venue, merely said, low and almost grinding her teeth.

"You felt it... Woman, save me~"

Her breath was somewhat disordered and weak.

But after all, she remained as proud as ever, even in seeking help brought with it the domineering and wild style of the Rose Prince. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)