Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2.

Chapter 699: Everything she boasted about came true (75)

"We have sent you many private messages, you should have seen them."

"Yeah. I saw it and rejected it."

"Then do you know who we are?"

"So what if I know, so what if I don't know. I don't know you, and I don't want to know you. I have nothing to do with you."

"You—don't be so absolute when you speak."

"Well, I absolutely reject you."

The conversation went back and forth without any beginning or end, leaving the audience in the live broadcast room stunned.

[What's going on? Did the anchor meet someone in real life? ]

[From what I heard, these people came to the anchor, but the anchor didn't want to pay attention to them. ]

[I never thought that one day I would be able to eat the melon of Dashi. 】

[Although I don’t know what the reason is, Xun Weifeng’s tone is too uncomfortable, like an elder trying to teach a younger person a lesson, but from what he said, it seems that he doesn’t know the host at all.]

[Are you trying to poach the anchor? Tag the senior management of Haiyueliang, hey, someone is blatantly trying to steal your people, and no one is doing anything about it? ]

[Pfft! I absolutely rejected you~ The anchor is so tough, I like him more and more. 】

[Heh, this anchor must have done something wrong. He wears a mask every day and doesn't even dare to show his face. He must have done something shameful. He will go to jail sooner or later.]

【Everyone come and watch, there is a black guy here, I don’t know where he got the courage. 】

[I hope this black guy can hold on for a while longer and not die so quickly. ]

【I suspect the guy above is driving. 】

Hua was doing two things at once, kicking Heizi away as usual. She didn't like to listen to people scolding her.

Those who harbor malicious intentions towards her will receive corresponding heavenly punishment. Some will have their luck reduced, some will develop sores on their mouths, some will lose a few days of their lifespan, and so on. The specific form of heavenly punishment depends on the arrangement of heaven.

Xun Weifeng lowered his voice, "You know that fortune-telling for others to avoid disaster is illegal. I am here to close your live broadcast room on behalf of the authorities."

"When did I ever say I can tell fortunes? You represent an official, which official? Do you dare to tell us the name of your official organization?"

"Some things are not suitable for public disclosure. If you insist on doing so, you will bear all the consequences yourself."

[Fuck, threatening in broad daylight, how big a background must this person have. ]

[Yes, the anchor never said that she could tell fortunes, and never admitted that she was a master. Why did she close her live broadcast room? ]

[The anchor has never collected money from people who connected to him. We gave him tips voluntarily. That’s not allowed.]

[Haha, I discovered the point. This official person admitted that the anchor can tell fortunes, but he just didn't join them. ]

[It turns out that the country really has an official department like the Paranormal Investigation Office. I learned something new.]

[Isn't this a script? If not, I'd also like to know what the official name is. ]

"What is not suitable for public disclosure is what you guys are doing, forcibly taking a bit of the country's destiny into your bodies, so that your souls are connected with the country's destiny. You also know that what you did cannot be made public?
Besides, you are not the official at all. At best, you are just using this incident to coerce the official to tolerate you, a group of rabble under the banner of officialdom.

Whatever I do, I should bear the consequences myself, this is the truth of nature." After reading Qiao Fangjun's memory, Yunhua knew what the metaphysical organization where Qiao Fangjun was was.

The authorities were wary of people like Qiao Fangjun, fearing that they might damage the country's destiny. Gathering them together would also make it easier to monitor them, so they gave them an official identity.

It can be said that they belong to the official in front of the public, and are under surveillance in front of the real official. What Qiao Fangjun and his people want is official recognition, which will allow them to better benefit from the country's destiny.

Xun Weifeng's voice was filled with anger, "How dare you say that here!"

"I didn't want to bother with you guys, but you kept coming to me. If you dare to do it, why shouldn't I dare to say anything?"

"What do you know? We are connected to the destiny of the country and complement each other. It is beneficial to both sides."

"I think you are really brave, comparing yourself to the national destiny. I only see your sneaky behavior, and you are the only one who benefits. You use the national destiny, even if it is only a little bit, to greatly improve your luck.

If you do something that is against the harmony of heaven, it will be reflected in the fate of the country, thus reducing your karmic debt. "

Xun Weifeng did not respond. After a while, a sharp female voice came from Xun Weifeng's side, "You are talking nonsense! Do you know how many evil spirits we have secretly eliminated? You don't know."

"Do you know why it's becoming increasingly difficult for you to use your Taoist magic? You don't know. I don't know which clever person first took advantage of this loophole. Taoism is becoming increasingly decadent. This is your retribution." Yunhua was not trying to bluff them.

From the fact that there is only one City God tablet left and the chance of being recognized by the City God tablet is getting smaller and smaller, it can be seen that Taoism is declining.

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

[Is this something we can listen to? Will someone come to our door and cast a forgetfulness spell on us afterwards?]

[It turns out that they are not the official ones. I thought that the official would not show off their authority to the anchor in the live broadcast room. ]

[National destiny!!! I never thought that one day I would be involved in discussing this topic. 】

[There are quite a lot of posts discussing national destiny. Many metaphysical scholars have national destiny analysis under their accounts, which attracts a lot of traffic.]

[I understand. This group of people relied on their own abilities to steal the country's destiny and used it as a threat. I was furious when I heard that.]

[The host is right, this group of people are just being cunning. Can the luck of an individual be compared to the luck of a country? Anyone who gets the benefit knows who is a pig.]

[What the hell, did we agree to it being linked to the country's destiny? I don't agree, so I quickly untied it.]

[Yes, I don't agree either. Hurry up and unbind it. You don't deserve even a hair.]

[I don't agree either, quickly unbind it. ]

[I don't agree either, quickly unbind it. ]

The comment section of the live broadcast room was flooded with this sentence.

Some viewers had uploaded this matter to other websites, and it quickly became a hot topic. Almost everyone who posted the comment said this.

Yunhua sensed the power of will generated by this sentence, and she took the opportunity to take action. She transformed these powers of will into hands of rules, and grabbed the national destiny from the souls of Xun Weifeng and others.

This was her main purpose in speaking out this matter in public.

On the other end of the network cable, Xun Weifeng, whose real name is Ji Hongchen, screamed and slumped in his chair. His black hair turned white in an instant, and he looked twenty years older.

"No!"

The shouting came from many different buildings in many different cities.

They suffered backlash.

The backlash was so severe that the person died instantly.

These are almost unknown to the general public.