Feng Shui: Opening Secret Nine Money Raising Corpse Caves

In the arena, Lin Hui was still waving his right hand in the air, but his physical strength seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

At this time, Su Dingfang stood beside him nervously, holding his waist with both hands, making him stand up straighter.

"Innate righteousness nourishes all things, yin and evil come out of the earth and bury them through the ages, resentment enters the body and asks the conscience, love and hate are intertwined to see good and evil... from..."

At this time, Lin Hui's voice was quiet, but his right hand was still drawing amulets in the air.

Yan Zhenzhen also came up and stretched out his hand to support the young master who had no strength on his body. When others wanted to go up to help, they were stopped by the Supreme Emperor.

"Don't go there, they are using the spiritual power of the two to send energy to Lin Hui. We are not practitioners, and the past will only disrupt their energy."

This old man had the most contact with Lin Hui, and gradually learned some profound arts.

Now he could see the energy from the two children pouring into Lin Hui bit by bit, and the remaining energy on Lin Hui was absorbed by the spell of his right hand in the void.

Netizens in the live broadcast room did not see these situations, but only saw two apprentices hugging Master Lin who was still scribbling in the void.

"The master is bleeding too much... There should be no miracle at this time."

"It's hateful that those little devils are sending that big hydrogen bomb over. We can't save it even if we want to."

"Just now the spokesperson of the military has come out to speak. Our plane is already on the way to the island country. If the island country dares to release hydrogen bombs, then the plane will be loaded with two hydrogen bombs twice the equivalent of this blazing fire. In the palace of the island nation."

"Is this a declaration of war?"

"What about declaring war? I'm going to be a soldier and kill them."

"Fuck them to death... Fuck them to death..."

Waves of low growls were squeezed out from the throats of netizens. On this day before the conscription season, the phone calls and social media of the Conscription Office were bombarded.

The hairy female reporter from the island country who was still following the hydrogen bomb watched the islanders put the hydrogen bomb on the plane, and then the largest plane in the powerful country was preparing to take off and fly to the arena.

"Huh? Look at the black clouds in the sky? Why do they seem to be more?"

"Don't bother me, when will there be no black clouds in the island country. Since we came here, there has been no easy day. Hurry up and do things..."

The female reporter didn't take these visions to heart at all, but the photographer behind him had to remind her again:

"Look, it's not that the black clouds are increasing, it seems that these black clouds are pressing down."

"No, there is also the phenomenon of rain clouds pressing down? What kind of astronomical phenomenon is this?"

Only then did the female reporter notice that the black clouds over the entire island country seemed to be getting closer and closer to them.

"Huh? In this situation, does it mean that the plane can't take off?"

The audience in front of the TV could not answer this question, so Mao Xiongguo's live broadcast host immediately connected with Maoxiongguo's meteorological experts and military experts.

After some bragging, they came to the unanimous conclusion that the plane cannot take off in such weather.

With this conclusion, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

But when he saw that the men with tattoos from the island nation who had come out and shouted outside the arena had already started to evacuate, his heart that had just let go twitched again.

"Damn it, this time it's for real."

I saw the leader surrounding the National Stadium twitched ferociously, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Fire me and blow up these Dragon Kingdom people who dare to defeat us in our arena."

But this first order has been called for a long time, but no one has done it. This is no longer a question of duty, but a question about military ethics.

Just when he turned his head to look at the adjutant, the adjutant pointed to the thick cloud array in the sky, and whispered:

"Sir, 5 minutes ago, these clouds were not as low. This situation is very strange."

"Ok?"

The chief commander looked up, and indeed the clouds were closer to them than before, as if they were about to press on their heads.

"Eight grids, it doesn't matter if the clouds are low, our shells can penetrate even the clouds. Fire me."

At this moment, heavy rain began to fall in the sky. Shou Ling felt the rain was as cold as bone-chilling, so he took a few drops with his hands to see.

"My horse... is the rain black? Is the pollution of our island country already so serious?"

The chief shouted and shook the rainwater off his hands.

At the scene, all the soldiers were drenched by the black rain, and some of their hair was already wet, but they still stuck to their posts.As long as the leader's order reaches this side, they will fire without hesitation.Even if the gymnasium in front has a history of 40 to [-] years, military life is military life, and there is no discount to complete such a task.

But the order had not been passed on for a long time, and the artillerymen couldn't help being surprised.

Ask someone to report to the leader, but the other person has not responded for half a day.

"I'll go over and have a look..."

At this time, the little leader of the artillery knew that something must have happened over there, so he rushed over to have a look.

I saw the leader, his assistants, and even the members of the entire team standing there in a daze, drenched in black rain after another.

Just when he was about to wipe off the airtight protection suit covering his body, the rain fell on his face, it was cold...

This was his last thought, because he was dragged into the memory of each ghost's previous experience, and he would be lost after a while.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at Lin Du who was already exhausted, and then looked at the officer on the other side who had been set up but hadn't made a move for so long. They were people from two worlds.

Lin Hui was helped out to answer reporters' questions as if he had lost a fight.

This officer is like a victor who is fighting mightily in the arena.

When everyone thought that not long after the officer gave the order, the artillery would blast the place into ruins, a weak but upright voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Fu Cheng, the human proving ground is officially open...Islanders, I wish you a happy future."

The people in the live broadcast heard that the voice belonged to Lin Hui, and he was not dead.

Everyone didn't pay attention to the meaning contained in his words until Lin Hui was sent out of the island country.

Until the emperor committed suicide in fear of sin, until the people of the island country began to keep silent, and then picked up all the things around them to fight each other, until the whole island country became a country where strangers approached in a hurry.

Only then did they realize the power of Lin Hui's words "I wish you a happy future"!