C5

Ji Tian Ning was placed face down in front of the saddle. In the hands of the White Horse Emperor, he seemed like a weightless straw. She turned her head to glare at the Fiery-Scales. The surrounding people all had a sly smile on their faces. That smile caused Ji Tian Ning's heart to turn cold. The smell and the warmth and the furry feel of the horses told her how real it was.

She grabbed the bottom of the saddle with both hands to hold herself in place, and a pair of yellow leather boots came into view. The sturdy hide of the cow was smooth and sleek. Inscribed on its surface was an exquisite pattern, tied with a golden ribbon.

There was a hint of mockery in Huo Ni Lin's eyes as he looked at this very special woman. However, in his eyes, this woman was only one of his prey. He didn't know how many prey there were. Although she was the most special of them all, she did not receive any extra care.

With a light raise of his hand, he placed Ji Tian Ning on the saddle. Ji Tian Ning helplessly discovered that his strength was comparable to that of an ant in front of this White Horse Emperor.

A rope appeared on the reverse fire scale's hand. He grabbed Ji Tian Ning's hands and placed them behind his back as he used the rope to tie Ji Tian Ning's hands.

Although Ji Tian Ning knew that she was weak and unable to retaliate, she kept kicking and kicking her legs, refusing to back down. However, the only effect of her power in the hands of the reverse fire scale was to increase the pain for herself.

"Hiss …"

The Fiery-Scaled Beast sucked in a breath of cold air as it grabbed Ji Tian Ning's hair and lifted her from the saddle. His sharp eyes were filled with anger.

A few bloody lines appeared on his leg, left by Ji Tian Ning's sharp teeth. Ji Tian Ning, who was unable to struggle free, did not mind using his last resort to deal with this man in front of him. Although she was a rare handsome brother, the Asura Queen would not spare him with her words as long as he offended her.

He narrowed his eyes at the peculiar girl in his hand. There had never been a girl who dared to be so rude in front of him, much less dare to hurt him. Ji Tian Ning didn't seem to care at all as he glared back with his pitch-black pupils.

"Let go of me, kid. You're hurting me."

Ji Tian Ning could feel the pain in her hair and wrists, the White Horse Emperor, grabbing her wrists with one hand and her hair and collar with the other.

"Kid?"

Huo Ni Lin's pupils shrank. In all these years, no one had ever dared to call him that. Since he was born, only when others knelt before him was he respectful. As a noble prince, he was then appointed as the crown prince. The fear of others grew deeper and deeper until he became the emperor. Everyone knelt before him, trembling in fear.

The pain made Ji Tian Ning understand that she had indeed transmigrated. Unfortunately, she had transmigrated to an extremely dangerous place.

"Oh my god, if others have not transmigrated to become a princess, they have instead transmigrated to become a queen. I also have the reputation of an Asura Queen, so how did I transmigrate to a battlefield? He was doomed. Could he have been born in a chaotic world? Could it be that just because of my nickname as the Shura Queen, all of them threw me into this Shura Court? "

"Hey, boy, let me go."

Ji Tian Ning viciously looked at the reverse scale and the rope in its hand.

The Fiery Inverted Scales nodded and let go of Ji Tian Ning, throwing her off the horse. Ji Tian Ning's hands and feet danced in the air as he fell heavily to the ground.