Chapter 382: Little black help

Above the sky, Fang Ming maintained a half-kneeling stance, just for a while, he took three steps, but each step was a huge load for his body, especially at the moment his double The legs are almost half disabled, and even standing is very difficult.
The blood fell down the sky, on the roof of the building, on the road, on the blocked car, and even some on the pedestrian.
"What is this, sticky?"
Pedestrians looked up, but they could only see a small black spot, and because the blood was blown away in the air, there was only a little left below, so the pedestrian did not notice that it was blood.
"There are still twelve steps."
Fang Ming looked towards Lujiakou. As long as he took another twelve steps, this alternative dragon vein could lead to Lujiakou. However, it was these twelve steps, the latter one was more difficult than one, especially In his current state, I am afraid that it cannot support twelve steps.
He gave up on this, and although he failed, at least he did not have any worries about his life. He continued. It is very likely that he will no longer be able to suppress this alternative dragon vein, and he will fall directly from the sky, and in his current state. If you fall, you will definitely die.
Above the sky, Fang Ming looked tired, pursed his lips, and stepped out again in the next moment.
Click!
This step was taken, Fang Ming had not stood still, the bone crackling sound came from his legs again, his legs could no longer hold, the whole person was kneeling directly in the midair.
"Do you want to give up?"
Fang Ming was unwilling, and by this time, it was the last eleven steps.
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Fang may not be able to support it."
On Lujiakou's side, Tang Zhenguo and another man held a telescope in hand, and Fang Ming's state and appearance at the moment in the sky were clear.
"Mr. Tang, send a plane to pick up Mr. Fang."
Tang Zhenguo's expression changed, and he did not answer, because he knew what it meant to bring Fang Ming from high altitude at this time, which meant that Mr. Fang's plan failed, which meant that Lujiakou would be abandoned, and that the plot of Little Japan had succeeded.
"Those idiots, misleading the country and the people."
At this moment, Tang Zhenguo shot the hearts of the court feng shui masters. If it were not for the sake of their own self-interest, Fang Ming was excluded, how could this kind of troublesome situation appear in front of him.
"Arrange the plane."
In the end, Tang Zhenguo made a decision, "Mr. Fang has done his best."
"Yes."
The man put down his binoculars and began to use the intercom to issue orders. Soon, a helicopter slowly took off...
In the high sky, Fang Ming looked at the direction of the landing home, and a feeling of powerlessness emerged from his heart at the moment. He really did his best. With his current state and strength, it was indeed impossible to give the full ride to the dragon.
叽叽!
Just when Fang Ming gave up accurately, there was a sound suddenly in his ear. Hearing this sound, Fang Ming froze for a moment and turned his head to look to the left next moment, where a black dot was flying towards this side Come.
"Little Black?"
Fang Ming was a little surprised, how did Xiaohei appear here at this time?
"Jiji!"
Little Black fanned his wings, but it seemed a bit difficult. For him, this height was still a bit high, which can still be seen from his clumsy movements and being blown up and down from time to time.
"Little Black, go on."
Fang Ming shouted, because he was flooded with alternative dragon veins, and if Xiaohe continued to fly over, he might be hurt by the alternative dragon veins.
"Chirp... Chirp... Chirp."
Xiao Hei was also responding to Fang Ming, but instead of stopping, he fanned the wings faster. Although the body sometimes fell down again, he continued to fan the wings again.
"Xiaohei, what are you?"
Fang Ming was a little puzzled and wondered why Xiao Hei had to fly to himself.
But this doubt did not last long, when Xiao Hei flew to him three meters away, he understood.
At a distance of three meters, Xiao Hei's figure dissipated, replaced by an extremely pure and comfortable energy towards him, which enveloped him, so that the spirit of his entire person could instantly recover Even the power of the wizard in the body began to rise slowly.
"this is?"
Fang Ming's pupils shrank and his face was moving, because he finally knew the purpose of Xiaohei here.
The air of the earth, Xiaohei is the essence of the air of the earth. In a sense, it is the same source as the air of the dragon vein, and Xiaohei came to help himself.
Fang Ming's feet began to recover slowly, the injury stopped, and even the curved bones were slowly recovering. The most important thing was that a colorful energy appeared under his feet, which turned into energy A pair of boots wrapped his feet.
Colorful combat boots.
The word suddenly popped up in Fang Ming's mind, and these colorful boots were made by Xiaohei.
"Thank you, little black."
Without hypocrisy, Fang Ming directly continued to step forward, but this time it was easier than any previous step, all because of the role of Xiao Hei.
"To prepare for the worst, first evacuate all residents..."
Tang Zhenguo frowned and began to think about how to deal with the worst situation, but at this moment, the man beside him shouted excitedly: "Tang...Mr. Tang, Mr. Fang, he continued."
"Continue, what to continue?"
Tang Zhenguo did not respond at first, but the next moment was suddenly awakened. He quickly picked up the telescope in his hand and looked at the sky, and then his face was also excited.
Modu, Fang Ming's villa.
"Wang Wangwang."
Old Huang originally stood on the ground, a pair of dog eyes staring at the sky, but the next moment was lying on the ground, closing his eyes comfortably.
...
"What's going on, why has the ghost of my imperial warrior not yet appeared?"
"According to the plan, should the Empire Warriors be dispatched at this time?"
In the mansion, there are doubts on the face of Kamada Junichi, and things seem to have changed.
"I guess it was the Chinese who discovered it. It should be the Chinese cultivator. But even if the cultivator can suppress the warriors of my empire, it will not be able to dispel and expel the evil spirits from the underworld."
"Well, this haunted spirit can't be eliminated by strength, the Chinese just delay the time."
Kamada Junichi people are full of self-confidence, they spent more than ten years of hard work in this game, will never fail.
"No, what do you think it is?"
At this moment, one of them suddenly looked out of the window, pointing his finger in the direction of the sky, and after hearing the words of his companions, Kameda Junba also looked there.
"How could there be someone?"
"How did that person fly there?"
A bad hunch suddenly lingered in the minds of Kamada Junchi and others.