Ning Caichen killed one with one knife, killing him all the way, blood flowing into a river and corpses piled up like mountains.

The enemy kept firing, but Ning Caichen could block the bullets and retreated in horror.

"Who are you? Which company is from?" The old man looked at Ning Caichen with admiration.

Ning Caichen smiled shyly, not knowing how to answer.

The master’s nightmare is that many enemies attack, and they can’t kill the enemies no matter how they are. They watch their comrades fall down one by one.

This is because the old man had a heartache back then, because there were too many comrades who died that time, and he hated that he was useless and did not kill the enemy completely.

The inner demon soldier appears in this dream. The old man cannot kill him, so the old man is so angry that he is so angry that he falls asleep. Whenever he falls asleep, the dream continues to repeat, so his anger hurts his liver. After a long time, he will get liver cancer.

Now, even if Ning Caichen uses spiritual energy to treat the old man, he will not be able to recover from the dead.

Only by turning nightmares into beautiful dreams will the old man be in a good mood and feel relaxed and happy, and the condition will not worsen under the treatment of spiritual energy.

Ning Caichen is not able to treat cancer yet, but it is still OK to stabilize the condition.

As long as the nightmare is removed, the condition can be stabilized.

The master was very happy, but the Chinese soldiers were not allowed to drink, otherwise the old man would have been drunk with Ning Caichen.

When the master grabbed Ning Caichen with both hands, Ning Caichen's body dissipated.

Ning Caichen woke up and saw the old man with a smile on his lips. He knew that the old man was dreaming.

Ning Caichen infuses some spiritual energy into the old man, and he will definitely feel refreshed tomorrow. If the condition does not improve, it will not worsen.

"Can you help the old man drive mosquitoes?" Ning Caichen said softly to Xue Bing.

"Yeah!" Xue Bing nodded suddenly.

Ning Caichen walked into the reservoir and saw that a lot of silt was dry and cracked.

Killing those soldiers just now absorbed a lot of mental power. Unexpectedly, the old man’s nightmare contained so much mental power. Just like the old man clearing the nightmare is equivalent to practicing.

"Now you use the Divine Rain Decision to make it rain locally here." Meng Ya said in Ning Caichen's eyebrows.

Ning Caichen learned the Divine Rain Rate and recited the spell.

Soon, dark clouds gathered above my head.

Ning Caichen smiled bitterly, and it rained only a 100-meter-round range.

I don’t know how many days it takes to fill the reservoir water.

However, the 100-meter round one is moderate rain. It will continue to be applied until dawn, and there will be a lot of water.

This is the Divine Rain Decision. The rainfall is not condensed by spiritual energy, but the water quality is better than ordinary water.

Xue Bing looked at the rain in front of Ning Caichen in horror, feeling incredible.

But even the inner space is available, so it is not surprising that Ning Caichen can spread the clouds and rain.

"If the mental power is improved, heavy rain can be reduced, and the rainfall will be ten times more. If the mental power is advanced, heavy rain can be reduced. The rainfall can be reduced ten times more than the layer," Mengya said.

I've been busy all night.

In the early morning, the old man woke up and was very moved to see Ning Caichen and Xue Bing driving mosquitoes for him.

"Next time I bring a tent, it's useless for the elderly. I'll be tired after walking for an hour." The old man stood up, feeling relaxed and happy, and recovered.

The liver was wrapped in spiritual energy, so the old man did not feel pain. Now he is in better health. This is Ning Caichen's skill in medical skills, otherwise these improvements would never have occurred.
Chapter completed!