The middle-aged uncle came on stage again and continued to brainwash: "you have just seen real cases. I think you all want to know how to wake up the spirit of your own destiny?"
When they heard the words, they immediately nodded, and their eyes were full of longing.
The middle-aged uncle sighed and said helplessly: "if it's before the second time, I will tell you this method directly.
But now, it can't.
Because there were too many people who didn't understand us before. After we told them the method, they turned around and informed the sword troops!
So now I can't do anything about it. I can't tell you this method directly. "
As soon as these words came out, all the people at the scene were lost and swearing.
Naturally, the people they scolded were not middle-aged uncles, but those who informed the sword troops.
The middle-aged uncle took a panoramic view of people's expressions, sneered in his heart, and didn't know how many stupid people he scolded.
Soon, he continued: "but I also know your desire for power. Let's make an exception for you. Let's select ten people on the spot to help them wake up their souls!"
Voice landing, the scene of the original downturn in the atmosphere, once again become fanatical.
In addition to Lingxiao, I don't know how many people's faces are full of hope.
Soon, the middle-aged uncle selected ten people and took them to the room beside him.
When Lingxiao saw this, he was almost crazy, because he clearly felt that these people were all the soul warriors!
That is to say, all of NIMA's are tuo!
Lingxiao doesn't know what to say, but Tianlin sect's target is ordinary people, which can be regarded as accurate positioning.
An hour later, the ten people walked out of the room with happy faces.
"Now please witness our achievements!" The middle-aged uncle said with a smile.
In a moment, ten spirits of their own destiny appeared on the top of their heads.
The crowd at the scene kept shouting and their eyes were full of wonder.
Only Lingxiao felt a little boring, and he also showed his emotion directly on his face.
Seeing Lingxiao's expression, the middle-aged uncle was quite unhappy.
Soon, he got it in his head.
"I think a lot of people may still wonder if this is our little trick.
But it doesn't matter. Now, who wants to come up and have a try? Are these ten brothers really from the soul warrior?
If you want, raise your hand. " Middle aged uncle said with a smile.
Shua Shua!
Immediately, dozens of people raised their hands. It was obvious that they really wanted to go up and try to see if these people had really become warriors.
"You You You, and you When the middle-aged uncle points to the last person, he points directly to Lingxiao.
Lingxiao was shocked, but he didn't even raise his hand!
"Me?" Lingxiao pointed to himself, a little confused.
And the middle-aged uncle saw Lingxiao this appearance, in the heart is a burst of pleasure, laughing and said: "yes, it's you."
Lingxiao's face showed a strange smile. What's heaven? If you don't go, you'll throw yourself in hell!
The current situation is quite in line with this sentence.
In a moment, the middle-aged uncle announced that the ten people he had ordered were wrestling with the ten soul warriors.
Then there was a bang! Pop! Pop!
Well Don't think about it. It's the sound of the back of your hand hitting the table.