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 that Chen Liuhe could really come back to life.

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

This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

It wasn't just Wu Changan and the others who couldn't sleep.

Many big guys in Yanjing are also unable to sleep.

They already know Chen Liuhe's current situation, and everyone is waiting for news about Chen Liuhe, whether he is dead or alive.

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

This news has already reached Zhanhai.

In a villa.

A Buddhist hall was set up to house a Bodhisattva brought from a spiritual temple and consecrated by an enlightened monk.

Du Yuefei, who was dressed in a sand robe, held three sticks of incense in her hand, bowed devoutly three times in front of the Buddha statue, and inserted the incense in the incense burner.

Wang Jinge, who was also wearing a sand robe, also made the same move.

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

Du Yuefei was okay. Although her brows were frowned and her face was pale, some signs of crying could be seen in her brows.

But she remained calm at the moment.

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

Her lips trembled slightly, while she was silently praying for something, and she couldn't help but tears falling silently from the corners of her eyes.

Thinking that the man's life or death was unknown at this moment, and that he might not be able to survive this catastrophe, her tears flowed down unsatisfactoryly. Her heart felt as if it had been cut by a sharp knife, and she was almost suffocating in pain.

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

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

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

"You are not allowed to go, and you cannot go." Du Yuefei shook her head gently. She slowly opened her beautiful eyes, looked at the Buddha statue in front of her, and said, "If we go at this time, we will only give him Adding to the chaos will only add unnecessary variables for him."

"He will be fine, right?" Wang Jinge asked.

"Yes." Du Yuefei nodded firmly. She, a woman who had never believed in gods and Buddhas, was particularly pious this time.

At the same time, in Jingnan, which is also in the Yangtze River Delta, in a magnificent office, a beautiful woman stood by the window. She stared at the moonlight outside the window, her eyes empty, and her whole appearance looked like Revealing 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 a weak soul, you have never disappointed me in this regard, and you won't let me down this time, 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 was only one person in her heart, and she hoped to spend all her luck in this life on that one person.

Bianzhou.

Inside Jiming Temple, which is regarded as a temple by many people and rumored to be very efficacious.

Although it was already midnight, the surroundings were dark.

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

Two beautiful women with equally stunning looks were worshiping devoutly.

They are none other than Qin Monong and Qin Ruohan who are in Bianzhou.

I came here late at night for no other reason than to pray for that man's safety.

At such a moment, apart from praying to gods and Buddhas, they seemed unable to do anything else for that man.

If they could exchange one life for another, either of them would not hesitate to choose to exchange their own lives for that man's remaining life.

"Don't be afraid. The Manjusri Bodhisattva here is very effective and will answer his requests. The Bodhisattva can bless him and bring him peace." Qin Ruohan spoke softly.

Her eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying, silently expressed her inner sadness and worry.

"I believe in his ability. No matter how he ends up this time, I will always wait for him, always waiting." Qin Menong said.

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

Qin Monong didn't speak, but looked at Qin Ruohan quietly.

The same thing is happening in Yanjing.

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

Su Wanyue, a materialist who never offered incense and worshiped Buddha, also knelt down in the Buddhist hall that 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 strong and upright walked out of the cabin.

Wu Changan, Zhao Quan and other senior generals were all here to welcome him.

Jinglong's expression was indifferent, he was moving like a dragon and a tiger was walking, and his eyes were hale and hearty, like stars in the sky.

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

The person who came was none other than Jinglong. After learning about Chen Liuhe's situation, he rushed there overnight!

"Where are they and what's the situation?" Dragon God just nodded slightly and walked forward without any intention of stopping.

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

Dragon God didn't say anything else. They got into a car and drove straight to the hospital.

In the hospital, Long Shen saw Chen Liuhe soaked in medicinal liquid.

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

Chen Liuhe is able to sustain himself until now, probably only because of the obsession in his heart.

Seeing Chen Liuhe's death-like complexion and appearance, Dragon God's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It can be said that no injury is worse than Chen Liuhe's injury at this moment.

That is, Chen Liuhe. If it were any other person, he would be dead by now and would never be able to breathe a sigh of relief.