Countryside Magic Doctor

Suddenly, the surrounding Yin and Yang changed, and wisps of black Yin Qi penetrated from the ground.

Formed a huge vortex. He Feng and they are at the center of the vortex. The black vortex seems to be a suction cup with strong suction.

The souls around him were absorbed according to the instructions set by He Feng. Under the instructions of the soul gathering flag, the souls of the troops went out from everywhere, out of the prohibition of their death, out of their bodies, and out of the square foot land where they had stayed for decades.

Then, from all directions, under the leadership of military souls with higher ranks, they followed the flags and lined up in neat teams, leaning here.

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is rustling, the gun is on the shoulder, the knife is on the waist, and the blood is like a raging tide.

Get up quickly, don't be an old sick man, unite quickly, and don't laugh at loose sand. "

"Don't you see, Hanzhong army, the weak crown is a prisoner, please have a long tassel. Don't you see, ban Dingyuan, the Jedi light ride to urge the clouds of war. The man is self-respect and dangerous. Please let the Confucian crown miss this life. Besides, inaction is like a tired egg, and the feather calls for galloping all the time. Abandon my old pen and write my wartime Jin. Call on more than 100000 comrades, sing war songs, join the army together, clean Hu dust and swear to sweep away the Japanese pirates."

A voice of impassioned military songs came. These military songs are old and new. Although it has been decades, he Feng felt a burst of blood boiling after hearing the neat military songs.

Sing war songs, join the army and clean Hu dust.

Isn't this the wish of the Yanhuang people at the moment?

With great emotion, his admiration for the name of these expeditions became stronger and stronger.

With the gathering of troops here, nearly 100000 military souls stand here in order and according to the establishment on the whole field.

A general queue of knives and axes. It reminds people that this is an elite division, this is an elite army after strict training, and this is a tiger Ben. These soldiers can be called the best soldiers.

When the crowd gathered for orders, although these military souls were extremely unwilling, they still lined up in a neat line and followed under the flag.

Just as they followed the flag and charged the devil opposite, they were so fearless and heroic.

He Feng pulled up the soul gathering flag from the ground. In an instant, he felt that he could firmly control ten thousand souls.

He seems to have established a command chain on these military souls from top to bottom, which can directly command these military souls to do anything from top to bottom.

Even if it is, let them die.

The powerful power of the soul gathering flag made he Feng a little afraid. If a friend with heart got these things, how sad it would be for these military souls who died in battle.

It's sad to be driven by people to fight with others wherever they go.

Thinking of this, he Feng secretly made up his mind that he must not use the soul gathering flags to do anything, especially to summon these military souls to do anything.

Because that's what animals can do.

"Predecessors, you are the backbone of Yanhuang and the soul of China. If it weren't for you, China would have been full of Hu Feng. Therefore, I will take you home at this moment."

"Go home, go home, go home."

"Go home, go home, go home."

I don't know what happened. These military souls were out of control and directly shouted slogans. They wanted to go back. They had been in a foreign country for decades. The officers who took them out did not bring them back.

Most of them, like them, are buried in this primitive jungle.

Here, their common wish is to go home.

"Go home." He Feng shouted, then stretched out his hand and took out the soul gathering flag inserted on the ground. After that, he walked in the front, took the road and took these dead heroes home.

Just like when they started from Kunming decades ago, now they are on the same road, returning halfway and returning to their hometown from Myanmar.

Crossing the forest and cross-country, he Feng intentionally or unintentionally took these soldiers back home around the remote road. The reason why he chose to go around these long roads is not that he deliberately embarrassed these soldiers.

That's because at the moment, 100000 ghosts gather together and the Yin Qi is huge.

If ordinary people encounter it, it is a kind of disease. If it is serious, it will die directly.

Therefore, he Feng specially chose the detour road in order to make less trouble for the residents along the way.

Ghosts are marching. They are still maintaining their former posture. In the neat queue, all ghosts have fast and rapid steps, but the queue is very neat.

On the ground, the sound of ethereal footsteps came out, which was particularly frightening in this silent night.

He Feng ignored these. He just led the way in front. Behind him, thousands of meters of torrent, with no head in front and no tail in the back, was the queue of soldiers and soldiers of the troops.

If we have to describe him as powerful, we can only say that this is the largest Yin soldier borrowing road in Myanmar.

There is no such thing as the prosperity of graduation.

Yes, that's it.

Because it is a ghost, the light footsteps are the same as before, but the speed is not the same.

He Feng is a Xiuzhen. Naturally, there is no speed limit. He turns quickly at his feet, like a pair of wind and fire wheels, rapidly pulling the team forward.

Behind him, under the guidance of the soul gathering flag, teams of military souls followed him and marched forward at the same speed.

In the middle of the night, at 12:10 a.m., they were close to the Yanhuang border.

Tengchong is hot and yellow on one side and Myanmar on the other.

The crowd stopped here. He Feng looked behind them and shouted to them, "martyrs, it's hot and yellow in front."

There was a series of buzzing sound in the heroic team. They were discussing excitedly and thinking, is their home still there?

It's probably gone.

After all, what can be left after decades of Cangtian in the mulberry sea?

They hesitated and rejoiced. They felt that everything around them was so kind. Although their faces were as thin as firewood, they were always filled with a happy smile.