Versatile Mage

"Then what do we do now, do you want to start?" Xue Zang asked.

“What if it’s a trap?”

"You don't believe in Mu Bai?"

"I believe? Why should I believe him? He has not accepted the baptism of the Holy See."

"Then what do you say, Sarang adults have been reluctant to contact us." Xuezang was in a hurry.

The appearance of the Holy Spring is indeed too deadly for them, because they know better than anyone else. It is something more refined than the water of Kunjing. They originally wanted to get it because it was because of the holy spring than the well. Water is more effective, who knows that the hidden dangers that Bocheng did not leave have become an important obstacle today...

"This may be a trap, but even if it is a trap we have to verify his authenticity. Once the kid has a holy spring, we have to rescue the Sarang." The deacon said.

"Who is going to send it?" Xue Zang immediately asked.

The deacon of Hujin smiled and said: "To complete our great festival, there must be sacrifices, whoever is, and I am no exception."

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The museum is located in the south of the clock tower. This old venue is not a collection of antiquities and literature, but a testament to the glory of thousands of years of magical civilization in China.

When the disaster comes, the antiquities and the literature have been stored in the warehouse early, and the existence of some things is really important, even if it is destroyed, it must be saved!

The museum is large, and the museum of the hall is like an ancient palace. The dome is 15 meters high and the columns stand.

The museum has become a refuge, and it is full of people. Compared to the cold and humid streets, it is a paradise for all asylum seekers.

The voices of the people, the Mofan and others when they arrived here, they regretted it. If there is a fight with the people of the Black Holy See here, many people will be affected. They have to find a way to disperse all of them to other places.

However, what Mo Fan didn't think of at all was that just after he arrived at the museum, there was a person who didn't know and stuffed a note to him, let him go to the top of the museum!

Seeing this note, Mo Fan would understand that the other party is afraid of fear, but he still chose to see the Hujin Deacon!

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The top of the museum is covered with bricks and tiles, and the corners of the museum are like a glorious townhouse in the past...

The rain hit the top, and the bricks were left in a groove of the corner. The groove was like a stream. It turned into a small waterfall, which was poured from the faucet to the ground, just falling into the pool below. From afar, it looks like four brown dragons squirting water from the corners of the museum!

The museum has become a huge refuge. The following people are full of people, and only the dome is clean, but the cold rain is constantly falling from the air, making a crisp blow.

Mo Fan stood on one of the cornices, covered in a large gray raincoat.

From here, you can see the inner city that is soaked in the gray curtain of the rain, filled with people who are full of people.

And looking further into the distance, passing over the inner wall, the black and magnificent undead army is surrounded by the surrounding, completely invisible to the end, the body is small and black, the size is huge, like a giant is overlooking the toy. Molding model!

The corpse of the mountain, it is already very close!

Mofan sat here to see the body that stood in the rain clouds, and the pair of cold moon-like eyes projected from the clouds.

"Mo Fan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your old man Mo Jiaxing is good lately??" A voice rang from the back of Mo Fan.

Mo Fan slowly turned around and found that there was already another person on the roof of the house. He was wearing a raincoat, and the drizzle hit him. His outline of his tall body was outlined.

Under the raincoat hood, it was a thick eyebrow and a bearded face, but the cheeks were particularly white and full, and at first glance it belonged to the middle-aged man who was pampered.

Mo Fan didn't like this guy in his heart. It was a long time ago, until this guy took his house to take away this dislike and rose to disgust.

I have never thought of this, the evil of this person is far more than this, and now it belongs to the gods and gods! !

"My dad is very good, the money is not enough, I found a young and beautiful stepmother, bought a few villas to live, and the middle-aged life is complete. I did not expect that you really appeared in person." Very unexpected." Mofan replied calmly.

"Oh, you have seen me so smartly, I still hide what I am doing, but it is Zhang Xiaohou, this kid, life is beyond my expectation, this is not dead. However, it does not matter, he should not think of it. It’s meaningless to think about it now. Oh, your dad is a good person. The only thing I regret in my life’s life is that I didn’t make a direct accident before letting your dad go early, so you won’t be yelled by you. So many troubles." Mu Heyi opened his mouth and smiled, there is no meaning to hide.

Mo Fan looked at this face under the hood, it is indeed Mu He!

However, it is not so safe to lead Mu He out so smoothly.

Without a full grasp, will this guy jump out on his own? ?

Since he is a deacon of Hujin, even if he throws such a big hidden danger, he will probably send some other deacons. There is absolutely no need to show up in person.

"Before, I have countless ways to make you die." Muhe continued.

"I don't think you will do that," Mo Fan said.

"Yeah, this will definitely make those who are hiding in the dark have doubts about me, even if I can do it, I don't want this suspect to stick to my sleeve, which is likely to affect us today. This grand ceremony... Why let you come to the top of the museum, that is, let you enjoy the beauty with me!” Muhe opened his hands and looked like a great enjoyment.

It doesn't feel like standing in the rain, not standing in a city of disaster. It is a bathing light of holiness. It is accepting a kind of self-satisfaction and flying from millions of people!

Beautiful view? ?

Mo Fan was licking a goose bump after hearing the description of Mu He! !

"In fact, even if you know that you will cause these obstacles to us, I will still do the duty of Muhe and will not move you. I know that in this grand and magnificent festival, you still play a negligible role. The role." Muhe continued.

"You are so sure that there is no holy spring in my hand?" Mo Fan smiled coldly.

"The sky is going to be dark. Your land holy spring can only stay until dawn tomorrow. Do you think this city can really survive tonight?" Mu He asked.