"That's !!! Dragon? !!!!" ""

"It's Dragon. It's Dragon King."

"That's a thunder."

"What kind of thunder, that's the Dragon King."

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain. God, you feel it. So, will you give us rain?"

The people who were worshiped were stunned, stood up, and looked at the west, and soon they kneeling back again, praying prayer, and a word of words in the population.

It is the tens of thousands of soldiers around the altar, and they all shaken. After looking at each other, they kneeling on the ground with both knees, exposing the ecstasy.

Bing, the people are all in the family.

Liaodong is burning and mourning. Of course, they also feel the same.

"Is this ??? Destiny? !!!!" Officials, monks, Tao, Confucianism looked up at the sky, and many people showed incredible colors.

These people are more sober than the people. Especially monks, Tao, Confucianism. If they believe in what cause and effect, can they make silver and gold melting into big balls?

For monks, the Tao is more like a protection fee this time. We paid the money. This auxiliary Han general was embarrassed to lift the butcher knife to us.

But at this moment, their hearts were shaken. Since the beginning of the month. It has been drought for several months, and the earth has cried.

The people's seeking rain is everywhere. Some of the villagers seek the land father -in -law, some people ask the dragon king, and some people spend money to invite monks to do things.

But no one was successful.

People also heard that the Mongolian people in the north, Chu State of Nanhai Mansion in the south, have also done rain -seeking activities, but it is useless.

Today, when General Wuhan set up the altar for the rain, the process went to the rain.

It turned out to be thunder.

There are really dragons in the air, do you want to go clouds?

"This is a coincidence. I don't respect the sky, and I am even quite contempt. If Cangtian is really conscious, I will definitely not help me."

"But this coincidence is really gratifying."

Wu Nian stood up and turned to look at the direction of the west. After the flashes, the roar's thunder came directly. Some people described the sound of war drums, such as thunder roar.

But in the face of the real world, the sound of war drums is just a joke.

The wind and thunder are really magnificent.

Wu Nian's face was exposed to ecstasy.

Wu Nian heard the whispering voice of the officials of the surrounding officials.

Destiny?

He doesn't need it, and he doesn't care about this kind of thing. Now, as long as he climbs a high, he is a Liaodong king.

What do you want this life?

But this rain is really rainy in time. Although the crops have been dead and injured, the dead is to keep it, but people always drink water.

The people have water to drink.

"Huang Di Xuanyuan, Yan Emperor Shennong. I just said. It's been drought for so long. According to natural sciences, it's raining."

Wu Nian raised his head and revealed the colorful color.

"Whether it is really or fake. This is destiny. The power of the Wu family will be the rock. The emperor also claims to be the emperor. But how many times can you seek the rain on the spot?"

"Say the emperor. The general is the emperor."

Liu Zhixing knew that Wu Nian's is a person, knowing that God and Buddha are empty, but at this moment. He thought far.

People only believe in what they see. There are more Buddhas in the temples in this world, but they are remembered by the people.

Because these Buddhas [Lingji].

And don't look at Wu Nian now invited so many monks to ask for rain. The real main sacrifice is Wu Nian.

In the hearts of the people, Wu Nian is now afraid of being a true god.

"It's God. The general is really a destiny." A small number of officials such as Gongsun Sang are both supporters of Wu Nian and an ambitious official. They all raised their heads and looked at Wu Nian with a fanatic face.

At this moment, only Wu Nian stood up, while the ministers, the people, the monks all worshiped.

In their hearts, Wu Nian has already shined, and he is high with Tianqi.

He is king, emperor, and our king.

Gongsun Sang's hands were placed on the ground, and he devoted himself to Wu Nian's five body.

What is the god? What is Cangtian?

Can you manage Ronghua rich?

And Jun is a person who holds the power of killing and kills, and can give anyone a man who is prosperous and rich in human beings.

"Boom !!!!!" As the thunder continued, the lightning in the sky was one after another. The wind was winding, and the flag hanging on the altar of the wind seemed to be crazy, hunting.

Then, the huge and heavy dark clouds were blown over by the wind. It also blown up the sand and stones, and it was dark for a while.

This is like the situation in the last days. The scene is really too big. For the ancients, this is really a dragon in the clouds.

Otherwise, how to explain, the last second is still clear in the sky, the drought is powerful, and the next second, the dark clouds cover the day, lightning thunder?

It's really the Dragon King !!!!!!!!!!!

"Please give me the rain." The old man with white hair burst into tears, raised his arms towards the sky, and prayed loudly.

"Ask the Dragon King to rain." There was an old woman who ficked her hands and worshiped the Dragon.

This light is thunderous, it doesn't matter if it doesn't rain. Whether it is the Dragon King, the heaven, or the gods of heaven. It responded to the request of General Assistant Han, and let's drop the rain.

In fact, this kind of scene is impossible to rain. This is not clear and dry. This is windy and dark.

"Come on !!!" Wu Nian started his arms and got up to prepare for the heavy rain. He wore a golden crown and wore a wide -sleeved purple robe, which was noble and martial arts.

At the moment of the wind blowing his hair, his sleeve dance. At this moment, he seemed to be the myth who confronted the power of heaven and earth.

Come on! Rain rain!

I have been waiting for you for a long time.

The prayer of everyone, Wu Nian's greetings were soon satisfied.

"Well !!!!" First, a drop of raindrops, hit Wu Nian's face, and hit the people, and then this day was like a lack of mouth.

When he hit everyone, he soon wet everyone's clothes.

People's desire is extremely strong.

"Step in. Put, more. Even if you are infected with wind and cold, I am happy."

"Please Lord Dragon, pity us, let's rain a little more rain."

People's wishes have been satisfied again. The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the bigger and bigger. Soon, the rain is wet and dry, and then the stagnant water is formed, and then people can't stand it.

The lightning flashed thunder, hit the flagpole, "slap", the flagpole was broken, and the flag burned.

This is too much.

"General. Hurry up." Gongsun Sang stood up, walked in front of Wu Nian, and said loudly.

A pair of loyal ministers guarded.

"General. Unlock the saber and remove the golden crown."

"Come. Come on the cover of the umbrella."

The officials rushed up and said.

"Don't panic." Wu Nian waved his hand, calmly. Then Wu Nian neither took off his saber nor took the golden crowns. Some soldiers brought huge umbrella cover and protected Wu Nian to get off the altar.

Return to the city calmly.

The people also rushed their heads and returned to their own houses.

A rain was so hearty. But the greater wind and rain lifted up.

Does Wu Nian really return to destiny?

The so -called destiny, nothingness. But this time, everyone saw it.
Chapter completed!