President,Let's public!

Chapter 1812



Chapter 1812

At the moment, the fire leaped on the perfect beauty of the classical sculpture of Junlin day, and the sorceress hall with the mask of terror was even more unscrupulous, and jumped the God in front of the king Lin day.

But Jun Lin Tian is also in a lively mood to see what ghosts they are playing.

Yes, it's the dancing God in Yanji Prefecture in the Far East. The witch hall opened its mouth and began to sing for the king Lin sky with the voice of ghosts crying and howling. The voice can be described as a desolate, inflexible and desperate voice.

"Today, if you return to your soul, you may as well offer a plate of delicacies. You can make friends with the jade dew in the cup, pass on the fame, wealth and wealth to the descendants, recite scriptures and send them to the old people. The evil people abandon their evil thoughts, and the good people spread their kindness. All the hardships and hardships will be abandoned and the fortune will be exhausted. I wish you all a happy life and a humane life. Amitabha

Offering sacrifices to Shaman witchcraft, dancing big gods, dancing in chaos, black and ugly dogs like ghosts... Mu Ningfu looked at the alien scene, the world of ghosts and gods, and Jun Lintian was still at the moment, and there was no emotion fluctuation on his handsome face reflected by the fire.

Dance God in front of them more and more demons dance, which angered Rongde, Rongde immediately yelled at each other, "wanton! Dare to be so rude and disrespectful to the presidents of neighboring countries

Rongde indicated that he immediately led the FIAS to disperse them, but junlingtian raised his hand to stop Rongde, while Rongde and mu Ningfu were surprised to see junlintian at the same time.

"It's OK. Let them jump. If ghosts and gods can really jump to death, it's really amazing." Jun Lin Tian looks at the sticks in front of him, and his Phoenix eyes are as high as ever under his eyes, as if overlooking the gods of all living beings, with a merciful and tolerant smile.

At this time, in the distance, a stronger cold air spread towards them. This kind of air field sweeping the powerful dark impact force was very rare in Mu Ning Fu's life.

Mu Ning Fu's eyes widened, and seemed to have a premonition that the characters in front of her were not good.

The man's breath, the darkness and strangeness carried by himself, seem to have the same place with those black and ugly dogs, which seems to be a crime of their own faction.

Here comes the man.

On the steps in the distance, a group of shadow army first jumped into Mu Ning Fu's field of vision. As the man stepped up the stairs step by step, his face leaped from the dark to the leaping fire.

With a thin smile, president Song Changhe led his own team of assistant officials, a group of wild dogs, around his ambitious men, step by step towards king Lin Tian and Mu Ning Fu.

The fierce dog's roar is even more fierce. It seems that song Changhe's treacherous breath has injected enough stimulants into their dog's blood.

And the dance God of Korean Shaman Dance is still dancing and dancing, and the sound of the wild tune walking continues to howl in Mu Ning Fu's ear.

"I wish you all good luck, humanity and evil, amitabha in the south, amitabha in the South and amitabha in the South..."

Song Changhe and Jun Lintian, in their respective terms of office, face to face for the first time in the strange ghost scene of Shaman dancing a great God.

The two men are really face to face. Song Changhe is now in front of Jun Lin Tian. They are staring at each other close at hand. The muzzle of the black hole is embedded in their eyes, aiming at each other, as if separated by the famous 38 degree [Incheon line], looking at each other's soldiers on both sides.

Song Changhe.


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