However, tonight is destined to be unpeaceful.

Walking out of the players' rest area, Jun Lintian took his wife by the hand, followed by Rongde and the CIA.

Walking out of the central stadium of Namhansanseong, you must pass the green field of the game just now, so Jun Lintian took Mu Ningfu and walked leisurely on the green field that had just finished the game and the turf had not yet been cleared.

The spectators had long since dispersed, and the surrounding stands were empty.

"Awesome, Fu'er, I used you as a secret weapon, and I really scored two goals." King's Landing loves her to death, and for the first time in the world, he praised his wife on football.

"Well, tomorrow's sports version will be the news of Mu Ninghan who doesn't exist." Mu Ningfu smiled, and looked at her president's husband with a pair of eyes, "Of course, there are you, the Far Eastern Emperor reversed the world and reversed the shame of the Far Eastern national football team that was bound to lose in the south for decades, and the people's support rate is probably going to rise again." ”

"With you, a virtuous person with super good luck, I don't think there is anything on earth that I can't achieve."

Coming to the center of the stadium, the two held hands and looked at the night sky at the moment, the dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the wind of Nan Zhengguo blew some inexplicable chill on their faces.

At this moment, looking at the dark clouds covering the moon, the sword eyebrows of King's Landing Sky were full of stern thoughts, thinking of what happened in Hanshan Prison today, and understanding that the future situation would be very complicated.

As president, he must worry about the worries of the world.

The man subconsciously squeezed his wife's little hand, "Fu'er, we have to go back to China as soon as possible......

And at this time, suddenly-

The cold wind in the mountain city of Nanhan blew even more violently, and Mu Ningfu reacted with a stirring spirit, this is not the night wind, not the natural wind, but the .......

It was really a gust of gloomy wind blowing, and then something black and swarthy in the distance, like a mudslide, rushed towards King's Landing and Mu Ningfu!

Mu Ningfu was a little frightened, and Jun Lintian hurriedly squeezed her hand hard, saying that I was here, don't be afraid, Mu Ningfu immediately stabilized her mind.

When those swarthy things rushed to the source of light, Mu Ningfu saw clearly that they were dozens of vicious dogs with black and ugly faces, extremely aggressive and fierce, but they were all tamed and chained by people.

Such a black and ugly dog, Mu Ningfu wondered if there were no regulations prohibiting vicious dogs in Nanzheng Country?

"Whew!" "Whoa! ”

The black and ugly vicious dogs began to spitt and roar towards Mu Ningfu and Jun Lintian and his party, and Mu Ningfu stood firmly in place, understanding that it was someone, because of the various events that happened tonight, provoking them.

The vicious dog roared in the distance opposite them, and the man in the dark black tactical suit behind him only led the dog motionlessly, and no one came up to negotiate with the people from the far east.

And then, something even more unbelievably weird happened.

Torch!

More than a dozen tall and long torches, quite ceremonial, neatly entered the green field and surrounded their group.

In the midst of the firelight, a group of Korean shamans dressed in colorful national costumes and wearing ghost masks appeared on the stage and began to dance the shaman dance unscrupulously in front of King's Landing.

The witch hall holds the witch bell in its left hand, shaking it rhythmically, the bell symbolizes the language of the gods, and the witch hall holds a folding fan painted with the gods in the right hand, a light fan, and the body turns to the left in a circle on the spot, and with the rhythm of the drum beats faster, the circle stops, and the feet jump with it, and start chanting the mantra.

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Hey, a certain maharaja is going to appear......