Chapter 129: Executioner Gui Li, Facing the Pursuit of the Church!

In a room in the ancient capital.

  The charming woman looked up at the night sky, and behind her was a man half-knelt.

  "Say it again." The beautiful woman admired her nails, and her face gradually turned cold.

  "I acted on my own initiative and did not kill Zhang Xiaohou immediately. The forgetfulness bug planted on Zhang Xiaohou has been removed. He already knows my identity and the location of the ancient royal tomb."

  The person who spoke was the great deacon of Hujin, Mu He!

  He was sweating profusely at this moment, and was very afraid of the beautiful woman in front of him.

  "Where is Zhang Xiaohou?"

  "The blue-clothed 'Bingming' guarding the Weiju Village area has lost contact, and there is no trace of Zhang Xiaohou."

  "So, you came to see me like this?"

  The beautiful woman turned around and stared at him with cold eyes.

  Mu He felt that his soul was about to be shattered by this cold light, and hurriedly said:

  "I have sent people to intercept them, and they will not appear in the inner city of the ancient capital!"

  "Let 'Ghost Li' take action!" The beautiful woman said firmly.

  Mu He was stunned.

  I didn't expect that this lord would choose to directly dispatch the Vatican's executioner 'Ghost Li'!

  In order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, this lord asked the executioner 'Ghost Li' to sneak into the ancient capital.

  I didn't expect that this terrible executioner would take action so soon, and against a protected little officer!

  But it's normal to think about it, after all, this is a feast she has carefully planned for more than ten years!

  ...…

  "Wind Plate—Tianluo!" Zhang Xiaohou shouted.

  A dozen undeads that were about to attack the villagers were quickly destroyed by the intermediate level 2 wind magic.

  Village chief Xie Sang reacted from the shock and asked quickly: "Where is Hong Jun? Where did he go?"

  Zhang Xiaohou did not answer, but looked around vigilantly:

  "Xiaoluo, take everyone to the well kiln for shelter. These undead spirits are not right. They don't seem to be affected by the water of Kunjing."

  "You, aren't you stupid?"

  Su Xiaoluo opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't expect that this guy had been pretending to be stupid.

  "No time to explain, take everyone to the well." Zhang Xiaohou said.

  Since the forget bugs on his body have died, the people of the Black Church must know his disguise.

  In addition, the members of the Black Church who were guarding nearby have died, so there is no need for him to pretend anymore.

  After everyone in the village hid in the well, Zhang Xiaohou stayed outside the well alone.

  "How is Brother Chen doing?" Zhang Xiaohou looked at the Shadow Guard hiding

  in the dark. The Shadow Guard stretched out his hand from the darkness and made a running gesture.

  "He is coming."

  Zhang Xiaohou roughly understood what it meant.

  Not long after, several figures walked into the village.

  Zhang Xiaohou looked over and froze in place when he saw the newcomer.

  One of the young men who entered the village was also stunned when he saw him.

  "Brother Fan!" Zhang Xiaohou was the first to come to his senses and said in surprise.

  Mo Fan also rushed forward to give him a big hug and said with a smile:

  "I fucking knew you wouldn't die!"

  "Where are the people in the village?" The strong man who came with Mo Fan asked hurriedly.

  "There was an undead attack before, and they all hid in the well." Zhang Xiaohou explained simply.

  The strong man jumped into the well and looked for the villagers.

  "What's wrong with you? Your instructor told me that you were dead before, so why are you now a village guard for someone else's village?" Mo Fan asked hurriedly.

  Zhang Xiaohou briefly told him about his experience and Zhang Chenran's plan.

  "Where are he?"

  "I don't know, he should be here soon."

  While the two were talking, hundreds of villagers hiding in the well also came out of the well and gathered around the well mouth.

  "We have to move to the ancient capital. The village has lost the protection of Kunjing."

  Village chief Xie Sang wanted the villagers to move, but there were differences of opinion.

  Those old stubborn people were determined to stay in the village and not go anywhere. In their opinion, leaving the village would kill them faster!

  "Those who want to leave should gather at the entrance of the village. We will set off in ten minutes. Take all the gray garlic with you." Xie Sang said.

  "I thought something happened here. Eh? Mo Fan, why are you here?"

  A voice came from the darkness, and Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou were both shocked.

  Mo Fan also practiced the shadow system, and could even be considered a mid-level master of the shadow system, but he did not notice Zhang Chenran approaching at all.

  Mo Fan glared at him:

  "I'm here to find Monkey! Have those people from the Black Church been dealt with?"

  Zhang Chenran nodded and asked: "What's wrong with them?"

  "Previously, the undead attacked the village, and now the village has lost the protection of Kunjing. We have to take the villagers of Hua Village to move to the ancient capital." Zhang Xiaohou explained.

  "Monkey, you are now on the Black Church's must-kill list. We have to face not only the undead, but also the assassination of the Black Church!" Zhang Chenran reminded.

  "Brother Chen, we also thought of this, but we can't just leave them alone." Zhang Xiaohou looked embarrassed.

  Su Xiaoluo was his savior, and she cared most about the villagers in the village.

  If he wanted to leave her and the villagers of Hua Village here, Zhang Xiaohou couldn't do it.

  "Do you have a solution?" Mo Fan asked.

  Zhang Chenran shook his head and said helplessly:

  "If you believe me, just go back to the ancient capital."

  "Hey, brother Chenran, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

  The short man not far away saw Zhang Chenran and hurriedly came up to say hello.

  Unexpectedly, this ancient capital genius was also here, and he felt much more at ease instantly.

  "Why are you here?" Zhang Chenran also looked puzzled.

  "This guy is the tour guide we found." Mo Fan said unhappily.

  "Hehe, if I had known that brother Mofan and brother Chenran knew each other, I would have given you a 95% discount!" The short man smiled.

  Mo Fan curled his lips, then remembered something and asked, "Where is the girl named Meng Na?"

  "He said he had something to do and kept going." The short man explained.

  "What are you talking about?" Liu Ru, the pretty girl who came with Mo Fan, walked up and asked.

  "Nothing, the village chief has prepared it, let's go."

  ... ...

  A group of more than 30 people, it was not long before dawn when everyone set out, saving a batch of gray garlic.

  This thing is a life-saving straw for the villagers of Hua Village. Without the protection of Kunjing, they are no different from the food of the undead, and can only rely on gray garlic to avoid the attacks of the undead.

  "This girl is not human, how did you know her?" Zhang Chenran asked curiously.

  Mo Fan naturally knew who he was talking about, but he was still a little surprised:

  "How do you know she is not human?"

  "I can see it at a glance. She has no breath of a living person at all, and even looks a bit like a undead."

  "She is a vampire, barely an undead, it's a long story."

  Mo Fan briefly recounted the experience of the vampire girl.     After listening to it, Zhang Chenran suddenly realized and couldn't help but sigh:

  "I thought vampires only existed in the West, but I didn't expect that there are also vampires in the Magic City."

  "It may not be in the West either." Mo Fan complained silently .

  "Ring~~~"

  At this time, the Flame Witch suddenly came out and floated behind the two.

  "Sister Jiang!"

  "Flame Witch!"

  Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou exclaimed in unison.

  "Ring~~~"

  Another voice similar to the Flame Witch sounded.

  A small fire porcelain doll flew into the arms of the Flame Witch, as if it was thrown into the arms of its mother.

  Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou turned their eyes to Zhang Chenran.

  They thought that the Flame Witch would return to the Star Language Sky Tree and return to their previous lives, but they didn't expect that the Flame Witch would follow Zhang Chenran.

  "With her previous strength, she might not even be able to cross the Sand River, so she can only choose to stay with me." Zhang Chenran hurriedly explained.

  The two accepted this explanation.

  Zhang Xiaohou looked at the Flame Witch and Little Yan Ji, and then looked at Zhang Chenran and Mo Fan, with an inexplicable expression.

  The atmosphere suddenly froze, and Mo Fan quickly changed the subject:

  "Ahem, I just saw Sister Jiang coming out of your shadow, what's going on? Monkey also said before that shadow soldiers like guards can come out of your shadow."

  "Do you want to know?" Zhang Chenran asked him back.

  Mo Fan nodded, he was quite interested in this.

  "I'll tell you when your shadow system reaches a high level." Zhang Chenran smiled.

  Mo Fan gave him a middle finger without hesitation.

  ...

  It's safe during the day, there will be no undead or monsters, everyone is more relaxed, and even talk and laugh while walking.

  But in the afternoon, the wind will blow from time to time, and a layer of inexplicable haze will also shroud everyone's heart.

  In this season, the days are short and the nights are long, and with the rainy weather, the death energy is even more rampant.

  The more death energy there is, the more undead there are. The villagers of Hua Village can't help but worry, after all, there are only a few mages in this group.

  The villagers subconsciously approached the village chief Xie Sang and Zhang Xiaohou. Both of them are mid-level mages, and their strength is obvious to all!

  "Two big brothers, if we are really attacked by the undead, we can't protect so many people." The short man couldn't help but say.

  "It would be fine if it was just the undead." Mo Fan said. "

  What do you mean?"

  Mo Fan didn't answer him, and said to the people behind him:

  "They are coming out, eat the gray garlic!"

  Everyone ate the gray garlic, and the undead saw such a large group of food but didn't attack.

  After advancing about one kilometer, the surrounding undead had no intention of attacking them at all.

  This shows that neither the Kunjing protection nor the gray garlic that the villagers received has failed.

  "Strange, our protection is obviously not invalid, but why did the undead attack us before?" Su Xiaoluo asked in confusion.

  "Don't say such things, we will only be truly safe when we reach the ancient capital." Village chief Xie Sang was very sure to move to the ancient capital.

  At this time, the short man suddenly thought of something and whispered:

  "Do you remember that Yangyang Village disappeared when we came here?"

  "I remember, what happened?"

  "Do you remember the cave I found when I killed the blood beast a year ago, the one where we took refuge?"

  "Just say it if you have something to say." "

  After cleaning up the blood beast cave, we planned to go back to Yangyang Village to rest, but we ran into a survey team that had just left Yangyang Village. They gave us some supplies and told us that there was no one in Yangyang Village, so we didn't have to go!"

  "What do you mean?" Mo Fan was confused.

  The short man smiled and said:

  "Call your officer friend over, he should know."

  Mo Fan called Zhang Xiaohou over. After hearing this, the latter's pupils shrank and he trembled for no reason.

  "If what you said is true, then what was the person our team saw that day?" Zhang Xiaohou asked.

  Hearing this, Mo Fan was also terrified.

  Zhang Chenran thought about it carefully, and then said:

  "The necromancer can control the corpse. If the undead that attacked the village are not normal undead, but controlled by the necromancer, then everything makes sense."

  He himself is a necromancer, and he has mastered the basic skills of controlling corpses and binding souls.

  After hearing the conversation between several people, the first thing he thought of was that there was a necromancer behind the scenes controlling everything.

  "How did this bring up a hidden necromancer?" Mo Fan's mouth twitched.

  His goal was to find Zhang Xiaohou, so why did he bring up so many outrageous things?

  "Shayuan, the Black Church, the Magic Association, the hidden necromancer, this Xianchi area is not simple." Zhang Chenran thought. The

  short man's eyes changed:

  "The Black Church, the Magic Association? What do you mean?"

  "Want to know?" Zhang Chenran smiled at him.

  Years of intuition told him that knowing these things would definitely cause him trouble. The short man shook his head frantically and left their discussion.

  "Brother Chen, what are you going to do after returning to the ancient capital?" Zhang Xiaohou asked in a low voice.

  Zhang Chenran glanced behind him and said slowly:

  "Tell the president of the Magic Association that we already know the Black Church's plan, and we have to let Gudu prepare countermeasures in advance.

  Then go find Grand Deacon Hu Jin. As Saran's right-hand man, he must know a lot, and maybe things will turn around."

  Mo Fan thought of something and asked quickly:

  "Where is the man who protected Monkey and kept an eye on the Black Church?"

  "He left, saying that he was going to do a very important intelligence transaction."

  "Fuck, is there anything more important than the survival of Gudu? We know such a big secret, and we are openly giving our heads to the Black Church?"

  After sorting out everything, Mo Fan realized the seriousness of the matter.

  Zhang Chenran glanced at him:

  "Mofan, you trusted me before."

  "I believe your sister! You didn't tell me that you knew all the plans of the Black Church!"

  "Brother Fan, don't get excited. We have only roughly guessed the Black Church's plan, not all of it."

  Mo Fan's mouth twitched wildly.

  The Grand Deacon of Hujin is Mu He, and the tomb of the ancient king is in the evil abyss. These are the only two pieces of information he knows.

  He understands the former, and he wants to cut Mu He, the bastard, into pieces!

  He doesn't understand the latter, but after knowing that the ancient king was the first emperor two thousand years ago, he understands how terrible things are!

  But it doesn't matter. Whether it's knowing important information or knowing all the plans, they can't escape the pursuit of the Black Church anyway.

  "Don't be so pessimistic. The Black Church is passive now. We have a chance to crush their plan, kill the Grand Deacon of Hujin, and kill the red cardinal Saran."

  "I just don't like the feeling of not having my life in my hands. As for those bastards, kill them if you can!"

  Mo Fan sighed in his heart. It would be great if he still had the demon system as a trump card!

  Just as everyone continued to move forward, the village chief Xie Sang suddenly blocked the three leaders.

  "Village leader, is there something wrong?" Zhang Chenran asked.

  Xie Sang raised his wrinkled face when he smiled, and just as he was about to speak, a dark light flashed in the sky.

  Xie Sang, who was standing at the front of the team, suddenly had his body torn apart without any signs.