The Strongest Soldier in the City

Wu Changan still held a bit of luck in his heart, hoping that Chen Liuhe could create a miracle, and hope that Chen Liuhe could really come back to life.

"Boy, you have created a lot of miracles in your hands. I hope you can also create miracles this time. Don't let us down. Everyone is watching you..." Wu Changan Station Next to the bathtub, he whispered to Chen Liuhe.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

Not only Wu Changan and others could not sleep.

Many bigwigs far away in Yanjing were also unable to sleep.

They already know the current situation of Chen Liuhe, everyone is waiting for the news of Chen Liuhe, whether dead or alive.

Chen Liuhe's dying body was sent to the capital war zone is not an unknown secret.

The news has already reached Zhan Hai.

in a villa.

A Buddhist hall was set up and dedicated to a Bodhisattva invited from an efficacious temple. This Bodhisattva was enlightened by an eminent monk.

Concubine Du Yue, who was wearing a sand robe, held three incense sticks in her hands, bowed three times in front of the Buddha statue, and put the incense in the incense burner.

Wang Jinge, who was also wearing a sand robe, did the same thing.

After the incense was offered, the two women did not leave. They knelt on the futon with their beautiful eyes closed, their hands clasped on their chests, petitioning and praying.

Concubine Du Yue was okay, although her brows were furrowed and her face was pale, she could see some signs of crying from her brows.

But she remained calm at the moment.

Wang Jinge on the side does not have such a strong psychological quality as her.

Her lips trembled, while she was silently petitioning for something, and tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes.

Thinking that the man's life and death are unknown at the moment, and he may not even be able to survive this catastrophe, her tears flowed unsatisfactorily, her heart was like being cut by a sharp blade, and the pain was about to suffocate.

"You can't cry, even if you want to cry, you have to endure it. Now is not the time for us to cry and mourning. We must believe him. He will not die. He promised us that we will not die. He is reluctant to let us go." Du Yuefei He didn't open his eyes, his voice was soft, but he spoke firmly.

"Don't cry, I don't cry." Wang Jinge said, hurriedly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Go to Shuzhong, let's go to Shuzhong." Wang Jinge said.

"Don't go, you can't go." Concubine Du Yue shook her head gently, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, looked at the Buddha statue in front of her, and said, "We will go at this time, we will only give it to him. Adding confusion will only add unnecessary variables to him."

"He'll be fine, right?" Wang Jinge asked.

"That's right." Concubine Du Yue nodded firmly. She, a woman who never believed in gods and Buddhas, was very pious this time, very pious.

At the same time, in Jingnan, which is also in the Yangtze River Delta, in a grand office, a beautiful woman stood by the window. She stared at the moonlight outside the window, her eyes were empty, and the whole person looked like There was a distressing tiredness.

"If you still care about the lives of us people, you can't die. If you want to save your own life, you are saving our lives..."

Hong Xuanxuan murmured: "Chen Liuhe, although you have the characteristics of being indifferent, you have never disappointed anyone in this regard, and this time... not either, right... .."

As she spoke, tears fell from the corners of Hong Xuanxuan's eyes, and she didn't even notice it.

At this moment, there is only one person in her heart, and she hopes to use all the luck in her life on that person.

Bianzhou.

In Jiming Temple, which is regarded as a temple by many people and is said to be effective in folklore.

Although it was already ten minutes in the middle of the night, the surroundings were completely dark.

But in the Buddhist hall in Jiming Temple, the lights are on.

Two beautiful women who also have alluring looks are worshiping devoutly.

They are none other than Qin Molong and Qin Ruohan in Bianzhou.

I came here late at night, not for anything else, but for the safety of that man.

At such a moment, besides being able to worship God and pray to Buddha, it seems that they can't do anything else for that man.

If one life could be exchanged for one life, either of them would choose without hesitation to use their own life in exchange for that man's life after the catastrophe.

"Don't be afraid, the Manjusri Bodhisattva here is very effective, and he will respond to every request, and the Bodhisattva can keep him safe." Qin Ruohan opened his mouth and said softly.

Those red and swollen eyes that were crying silently expressed her inner sadness and worry.

"I believe in his ability. No matter what happens to him this time, I will always wait for him, always wait." Qin Mo Nong said.

"On this point, my will is stronger than any of you." Qin Ruohan said.

Qin Mo Nong didn't speak, just looked at Qin Ruohan quietly.

The same thing happened in Yanjing.

When people are most helpless and desperate, they seem to like to pray to the gods. This may be to seek even the slightest trace of comfort and peace of mind in their hearts.

Su Wanyue, a materialist who never worships Buddha in incense, also knelt down in the Buddhist hall this night...

In the middle of Shu, the capital war zone.

At three o'clock in the morning, a special military plane landed at the airport in the war zone.

An old man who was not tall but very tall and straight walked out of the cabin.

Wu Changan, Zhao Quan and other senior generals are here to welcome them all.

Jinglong's face was indifferent, he walked like a tiger, and his eyes were piercing, just like the stars in the sky.

"Dragon God." Wu Changan stepped forward. Facing this legendary old man in front of him, the old man who was known as the guardian of the hot summer for more than 20 years must maintain his due respect.

The person who came was Jinglong. After he learned about Chen Liuhe's situation, he arrived overnight!

"Where is the person, how is the situation?" The Dragon God just nodded lightly and strode forward without any stagnation or intention.

"In the internal hospital, the situation is still unclear, and the life and death are uncertain." Zhao Quan answered truthfully.

The Dragon God didn't say anything, and a few people got into a car and drove to the hospital.

In the hospital, the Dragon God saw Chen Liuhe soaked in the medicinal liquid.

At a glance, he could feel that Chen Liuhe's vitality was exhausted, but he was still hanging his last breath.

Chen Liuhe has been able to support until now, I am afraid, it is only with the obsession in his heart.

Seeing Chen Liuhe's face and appearance like a dead man, the Dragon God's mood sank, sinking to the bottom of the valley.

It can be said that there is no injury, it is worse than Chen Liuhe's injury at the moment.

That is, Chen Liuhe, if it were any other person, he would have died a long time ago, and he would never be able to breathe a sigh of relief.