There is always a big guy rewarding me in the live broadcast

Chapter 516: God’s Stick

"Hmm..." Mo Yunguo responded, and was about to say something when Murong Jue pulled away with a bright smile on his face.

"Then the national teacher, I look forward to it!"

Murong Jue obviously misunderstood Mo Yunguo's answer, and took Mo Yunguo's still hesitating "Yes" as her confident answer.

Murong Jue was very happy at this time, he thought that the national teacher had lost confidence after the previous blows, but now it seems that he was thinking too much!
"The Rain Prayer Ceremony has officially begun!"

Murong Jue said excitedly, the voice full of spirit made the common people couldn't help cheering.

This time, it must be successful!
Mo Yunguo: ...

In the background of the story, the original way of praying for rain is to dance a rain praying dance, then recite some incomprehensible spells, and then burn incense and kneel down.

In this process, one must be extremely pious.

Mo Yunguo doesn't know how to dance this dance, and she doesn't think she can really communicate with the gods to pray for rain.

At the center of the Phoenix Terrace at this time, only Mo Yunguo was occupied.

Others looked at her one after another, focused and pious.

Now she is all their hope.

Mo Yunguo: ...

Mo Yunguo stood there without moving, time passed bit by bit, and her abnormality was noticed by others.

Murong Jue frowned, not knowing what the national teacher was up to.

He clearly promised himself to pray for rain just now, why is he just standing there blankly now?

At this moment, Mo Yunguo looked at the people under the Phoenix Stage, and those common people stared at her with fiery eyes.

Some of their lips are already chapped, their faces are pale, without the slightest color of blood.

Some hugged what seemed to be newborn babies and bit their own fingers just to let the baby drink a little "water."

These people came here and pinned all their hopes on the national teacher.

The hope of life, the hope of living, is the same.

Mo Yunguo thought for a while, it seems that this country hasn't rained for a year.

The original abundant rivers have completely dried up, and there is very little water on the ground.

The trees are withered and yellow, and the leaves are withered. If it doesn't rain, I don't know how many people will die.

Mo Yunguo looked up at the sky, and the white clouds were floating in the sky, flickering, very cute.

There are no dark clouds, the sky is sunny.

Perhaps it was because Mo Yunguo had been silent for too long, and many people panicked.

Some people are so fragile that they knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, but they didn't shed a single tear.

Because nowadays, every tear is precious.

The crowd was in a commotion, and the soldiers were defending, but their eyes were fixed on Mo Yunguo.

They want her to move, even if it's just a little bit, to tell them that there is still hope, yes, there is still hope...

Mo Yunguo glanced at the live broadcast room, they were discussing the anomalies in this country, they were also commenting on Murong Jue and so on.

Mo Yunguo swallowed, she just stood here for a while, already feeling dehydrated.

And those common people have stood under the scorching sun for so long, how could their bodies bear it?
Murong Jue looked at Mo Yunguo who was still motionless, and when he was about to step forward to ask, she moved.

Mo Yunguo took a step forward, and the commotional crowd immediately quieted down.

(End of this chapter)