C43 It Had Triggered His Bad Luck

The last four words are drifting in the wind, making it hard to hear.

The row of people kneeling suddenly felt a chill on their backs, but they still straightened their backs with pride.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Dark clouds rolled, as if it was going to rain at any time.

Bo Qian raised his head and looked at the Waning Moon. After a while, he seemed to have an idea