Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

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

"Yes. I saw them and rejected them."

"Then do you know who we are?"

"What if I know, what if I don't know. I don't know you, and I don't want to know you. I don't have anything to do with you."

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

"Yes, I absolutely rejected you."

The back-and-forth conversation made the audience in the live broadcast room stunned.

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

[It seems that these people came to the anchor, but the anchor didn't want to pay attention to them. ]

[I didn't expect that one day I would be able to eat the melon of Dashi. ]

[Although I don't know what the reason is, the tone of this Xun Weifeng is too uncomfortable, as if the elder wants to teach the younger generation a lesson, but from this word, he doesn't know the anchor at all. ]

[Is he trying to poach the anchor? Tag the senior management of Haiyueliang, hey, someone is blatantly trying to steal your wife, is no one in charge? ]

[Puff! I rejected you absolutely~ 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 dares not 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 man here, I don’t know where he got the courage. ]

[I hope this black man can hold on for a while, don’t die so quickly. ]

[I suspect the person above is driving. ]

Hua was doing two things at once, and kicked the black man away as usual. She didn’t like to listen to people scolding her.

The black men who had bad intentions towards her would receive corresponding heavenly punishments. Some would have their luck reduced, some would have sores on their mouths, some would lose a few days of life, etc. The specific form of heavenly punishment would depend on the arrangement of heaven.

Xun Weifeng lowered his voice, "Do you know that you are doing fortune-telling for others to avoid disasters? This is illegal business. I have closed your live broadcast room on behalf of the official."

"When did I say I can tell fortunes? You represent the official, which official? Do you dare to report your official name?"

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

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

[Yes, the anchor never said she can tell fortunes, never admitted that she is a master, why did she close the live broadcast room. ]

[The anchor never collected money from the people who connected, we voluntarily gave rewards, it's not okay. ]

[Ha, let me find the point, this official person is equivalent to admitting that the anchor can tell fortunes, but just didn't join them. ]

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

[This is not a script, right? If not, I also want to know what the official name is. 】

"What is not suitable for public disclosure is what you guys did, forcibly taking a bit of national destiny into your body, so that your soul is connected with national destiny. You also know that what you did cannot be made public?

And what kind of official are you? At best, you are just using this matter 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 heaven." Yunhua read Qiao Fangjun's memory and knew what was going on with Qiao Fangjun's metaphysical organization.

The official was afraid that Qiao Fangjun and others would damage the national destiny. Gathering them together would 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 they are monitored in front of the real official.

What Qiao Fangjun and his friends want is official recognition, which can allow them to better use the national destiny.

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

"I didn't want to pay attention to you, but you kept coming to me. If you dare to do it, why can't I say it?"

"What do you know? We are connected to the national destiny, and we complement each other, which is beneficial to both sides."

"I think you are really brave, comparing yourself with the national destiny. I only see your sneaky behavior, and only you benefit. You use the national destiny, even if it is only a little, to improve your luck by a lot.

If you do something that hurts the harmony of heaven, it will be reflected on the national destiny, thereby reducing your karma debt."

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

"Do you know why your Taoist magic is getting harder and harder to use? You don't know. I don't know which smart guy took advantage of this loophole in the first place. The decline of Taoism is your retribution." Yu Hua was not bluffing 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, we can know that Taoism is declining.

The audience in the live broadcast room was dumbfounded.

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

[It turns out that it is not a serious official. I thought that the official would not show off his power to the anchor in the live broadcast room. ]

[National destiny!!! I never thought that one day I would participate in the discussion of this topic. ]

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

[I understand. This group of people relied on their own abilities to steal the national destiny and used it as a threat. I was furious. ]

[The anchor is right. This group of people is being cunning. Can a person's luck be compared to the national luck? You all know who is the one who benefits. ]

[What the hell, did we agree to connect it with the national luck? I don't agree, unbind it quickly. ]

[Yes, I don't agree either, unbind it quickly, you don't deserve a hair. ]

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

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

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

Some viewers uploaded this matter to other websites, and it quickly became a hot search. Almost everyone who followed the post said this sentence.

Hua felt the power of will generated by this sentence, and she took the opportunity to act. She transformed these powers of will into hands of rules, and caught the national luck in the souls of Xun Weifeng and others.

This was her main purpose of speaking out about 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 screams came from many different cities and buildings.

They were hit by the backlash.

Some of them died directly from the backlash.

These are almost unknown to the public.