Versatile Mage: Summon Taixu Ancient Dragon at the beginning

Chapter 115 The Catastrophe Comes

"What is going on? Why are you pretending to have amnesia?"

Next, Zhang Xiaohou told what happened.

"So what exactly did you see?" Su Xiaoluo couldn't help but ask.

"He was wearing a mask. I didn't recognize who he was, but those people from the Black Church called him the Archdeacon of Hujin." Zhang Xiaohou said.

"He is the leader of all the blue-clothed deacons of the Black Vatican, and is also Salan's right-hand man. He must have played an extremely important role in this Rainwater conspiracy..."

Fang Gu slowly walked out from the side and glanced at the trembling villagers with indifferent eyes.

"How do you know?" Mo Fan asked.

"I fought against the Black Vatican. I left one alive and asked who was going to kill me. This person was very hard-boned. I had to use undead methods to scare him to the bone, so he did it truthfully." Fang Gu replied.

"Monkey, why do they have to kill you, since you haven't seen his appearance." Mo Fan asked in confusion.

"I heard his voice and felt that this person's voice was somewhat familiar, but I really couldn't remember who this person was..." Zhang Xiaohou said.

"familiar?"

"Yes, and I must have heard it in Bo City. It was raining and it was a little noisy at that time, but if I listen to it again, I will definitely be able to distinguish it!" Zhang Xiaohou said seriously.

Lin Mu naturally knew who it was. Mu Bai's father, Mu He, was also the real reason why Mu Ningxue's lineage was expelled from the Mu family.

Originally, Mu Ningxue and the others were criticized because of Mu Yuang, but now there is the Great Deacon Hujin, tsk tsk.

"Now that the matter is settled, let's go back and tell Zhu Meng this." Lin Mu said.

"I'll come with you, I'll take care of you." Fang Gu said.

"Oh, I thought you would kill the remaining ones. As the saying goes, you can immediately become a Buddha by putting down your butcher knife..." Mo Fan glanced at Fang Gu in surprise.

"Revenge has been avenged. When I get to the inner city, I will go to the trial meeting and surrender. Of course, the premise is that everyone can survive."

Fang Gu looked back behind him.

Countless undead souls have gathered into a vast ocean.

Catastrophe is coming to the ancient capital! ! !

"I think that person should be from the Mu family."

After Zhang Xiaohou finished his guess, Lin Mu immediately speculated.

Although he knows that Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin, now he can only make insinuations.

"Mu family, are you talking about Mu Zhuoyun? Although Mu Yuang is a lackey of the Black Holy See, I know the character of this old guy and it is unlikely that he will join the Black Holy See." Mo Fan shook his head repeatedly.

"That's what I said."

Before Lin Mu could finish speaking, several guards mages flew over from the inner city wall and landed directly in front of them.

"Excuse me, who is Fang Gu?"

Lu Huan, the chief guard, glanced at everyone and asked coldly.

"I am…"

Fang Gu didn't hide anything, and slowly stood up with a self-deprecating smile: "I didn't expect that a sinner like me would need Lu Huan, the chief mage of the Imperial Guard, to come and arrest him personally. I feel really honored."

"Guys, please follow me to a place."

The chief guard did not pay attention to Fang Gu, but said to Lin Mu and others.

Mo Fan and the others looked at each other in confusion. Do these mid-level mages still need to go into such a big fight?

A certain courtyard.

"Everyone, please sit wherever you like."

An old man with black hair pointed to the seat next to him and said.

This person should be Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, who is considered the highest commander in this ancient capital.

"Guys, thank you for escorting Fang Gu here. I would like to thank you on behalf of the Supreme Council of the Magic Association."

Han Ji first thanked Fang Gu, and then asked Fang Gu directly: "Fang Gu, do you still have a share of Kunjing water on your hand?"

"We will discuss your crimes later, and the water of Kunjing is the only thing that can make the dead sleep. We hope that you will hand over the water of Kunjing immediately."

Han Ji's tone was calm, but those eyes were majestic and sharp that no one dared to disobey!

"Sorry, the last water from Kunjing has been used by me to temper the undead. I can summon it out and you can use whatever method you want."

After speaking, Fang Gu summoned a dark red skeleton.

"Alas~~ It seems that there is no escape."

Han Ji sighed in despair. At this point, he had no intention of blaming Fang Gu. He just kept mumbling something.

"By the way, Brother Fan, isn't the Holy Spring at your place?" Zhang Xiaohou said suddenly.

"What does this have to do with the Earth Holy Spring?" Mo Fan asked.

"The Holy Spring of Earth is actually the water of Kunjing."

Suddenly, a man with his face covered came over and said.

Is the Holy Spring the water from Kunjing? Mo Fan was confused, how could these be connected?

And who is this masked person? It never comes out of nowhere!

"Brother Fan, in fact, we in Bocheng and Weiju Village have the same ancestor a long time ago." Zhang Xiaohou explained.

"Bo City was part of the former Weiju Village. It moved to the south and slowly developed into what it is now."

Lin Mu also took away part of the Holy Spring, but unfortunately it had already been absorbed by him.

"So, where did you put Mo Fan's holy spring?"

Han Ji excitedly held Mo Fan's little hand and looked at Mo Fan with a passionate expression.

Those eager eyes wanted to search Mo Fan's whole body.

Mo Fan felt the old man's gaze and felt goosebumps all over his body. He waved his hand and said with the slightest apology: "I'm sorry, although I really want to take out the Holy Spring, but unfortunately, I have used it up."

The Holy Spring of Earth is gone, and so is the water of Kunjing.

Han Ji's eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life, and he said in a trembling voice: "The ancient king is about to wake up, and the ancient capital is over."

Hearing this, everyone trembled in their hearts. If the ancient capital was destroyed, they would not be much better!

"There is still a glimmer of hope. If we can find the tomb of the ancient king, maybe there is still hope for the ancient capital to survive."

The mysterious gray-white man came to Han Ji and continued.

"It's not easy to find the ancient king's tomb. Who has really found his tomb in the past two thousand years? However, I think we will know soon. He will wake up, and this city will become his rule again. The kingdom of death for all the undead!”

Han Ji was completely ruined and was in despair when faced with this situation.

"Since this operation is the plan of the Black Holy See, perhaps Archdeacon Hujin knows something."

Lin Mu stood at the end of the crowd and said suddenly.

"Deacon Hujin! Do you know him??!!"

The mysterious gray man said hurriedly.

"I heard their voices, and the voices were somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember who they were."

Zhang Xiaohou stood up and said.

"Brother Mu, do you know something? Stop showing off." Mo Fan said hurriedly.

"Remember what I said about Mu Yuang? He has been in the Mu family for many years and must be an insider. After excluding Mu Zhuoyun, only Mu He, the housekeeper of the Mu family, is the most likely."

After saying that, Lin Mu looked at Mu Bai who was standing aside.

Muhe! ! !

Mo Fan and others were shocked. Anyone from Bo City would be familiar with this name! !

As soon as he heard the name Mu He, Zhang Xiaohou trembled violently all over!

The president of the Magic Association, Han Ji, had a flash in his eyes. Seeing Zhang Xiaohou suddenly in extreme pain, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Han Ji quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore off his sleeves!

Suddenly, a black centipede-like mark lay on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if embedded in the flesh, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget the insects!!"

Han Ji exclaimed, and even the mysterious gray man next to him looked at Zhang Xiaohou in horror.

This is a strange insect of the psychic system. Even if Han Ji's healing system reaches the super level, he will not be able to touch it in a short time.

"Mu He, that's Mu He!!!"

Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, almost roared from his throat, "And... and..."

"Stop, or your life will be lost!!" Han Ji yelled.

Lin Mu appeared behind Zhang Xiaohou in a flash, knocked him unconscious and put him on his arm. He quietly placed his left hand on his arm and used the power of the horse charm to control his injuries.