novelaction Chapter 285: The Black Holy See, the Ancient Capital (Part )
Chapter 285: The Black Holy See, the Ancient Capital (Part )
When he heard the name Mu He, Zhang Xiaohou's whole body trembled with severe pain, and his head almost split in pain...
"Wang Chong!!" Han Ji's eyes flashed and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist. He tore open his sleeve and found a black centipede-shaped mark lying on Zhang Xiaohou's wrist. On the arm, this extremely ferocious thing looks like it is embedded in the flesh.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohou was so painful that his lips bled from biting them...
Although Han Ji immediately tried to get a healing elf butterfly with white opalescent wings to heal Zhang Xiaohou...
The poisonous thread like a worm thread extends from Zhang Xiaohou's wrist to the water on his shoulder, then to the back of his neck and finally sinks into the back of his head...
"It turned out to be Wang Chong. No wonder he couldn't remember what happened at that time, nor could he remember who that person was. This Wang Chong is a kind of spiritual worm that can eat important memories deep in people's hearts~ If the person was... The day the person who planted the forgetworm can remember everything that happened, it means that his death is coming!" the mysterious man in gray and white cloth said hurriedly!
"Then Zhang Xiaohou's memory has been restored..." Su Xiaoluo recalled the masked man Zhang Xiaohou said with horror on his face.
"The more complete the recovery, the closer death will be. Most of the treatment drugs you give him will contain something that inhibits the growth of this forgetful insect. Otherwise, the poisonous insect would have killed him long ago. This is a vicious mixture of the spiritual system and the curse system. "Fuck!" Han Ji took a breath.
Zhang Xiaohou was in so much pain that he was dripping with cold sweat, and his veins were so exaggerated that they were about to burst out of his skin... And the forgetful insect that killed the healing elf butterfly queen seemed to know that his life was threatened, so he crawled towards the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head...
"This forgetful insect has already taken shape. It is quite difficult to kill it. It seems that your friend not only heard the voice of Archdeacon Hujin, but also knew their plot. But he couldn't remember it at all. He remembered There is only sound..." said the mysterious man in gray and white cloth
"Mu He, that's Mu He!!! And...and..." Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, roared tenaciously at this time
"Stop, or your life will be lost!!" Han Ji shouted to stop...but Zhang Xiaohou obviously had no intention of stopping despite the pain and continued to scream.
"Bang!!" The mysterious man in gray and white cloth struck out with lightning and forcibly knocked Zhang Xiaohou unconscious with a knife.
Zhang Xiaohou stopped recovering the forgotten things due to fainting, so the terrible black and blue toxin finally slowly became silent...
"Fortunately, the president is here. He is a minor in the healing system. With his super level, he could barely save his life. Otherwise, Zhang Xiaohou would have been dead at the moment of the attack~" The mysterious man with gray and white cloth is still there lingering fear
"Mu He, it's you!!!" Mo Fan, whose cheeks were already twitching, clenched his fists tightly.
It is very scary to think that Mu He is probably a member of the Black Church and the mastermind of this catastrophe...
"This... this is too unbelievable." Zhao Kunsan was already a little unsteady and took a few steps back.
But I am afraid that the most difficult thing to accept among everyone present is Mu Bai himself... because Mu He has always been very good to Mu Bai and takes good care of him. He is the elder that Mu Bai always respects the most.
However, Zhang Xiaohou risked his life to learn that Mu He was really a member of the Black Holy See. This information should never be false. So it was concluded that Mu He was really a member of the Black Holy See. He sent the chess piece Yu Ang to Mu Zhuoyun. It was all part of his plan to arrange for the people from Bo City to come to the ancient capital...
"Salan has probably been placed under house arrest by us. This Mu He is the Archdeacon Hujin..." the mysterious man in gray and white cloth said seriously.
"House arrest? You put Salan under house arrest, so why don't you deal with him??" Mo Fan said in surprise.
"We also want to~ but executing Sa Long would mean risking the lives of nearly ten high-level super mages present... because we can't be sure who is the real Sa Long~" Han Ji said
Just ask how a conspirator who could plunge an entire ancient capital of millions into extinction could be allowed to leave! ? ?
"Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Fei Jiao, and Lu Xu are also among them??" Mo Fan asked in surprise...because there were four of them he knew among the senior officials.
"I know Zhu Meng is actually the least suspicious, but..." Han Ji nodded.
"Then what if we can't find out who Salang is?" Zhou Min asked
"Then we have to..." Han Ji was really speechless.
"All of them will be put to death!" the mysterious man in gray and white cloth added.
The air froze at this moment... For one Sarang, nearly ten high-ranking super mages had to sacrifice innocently. The price was too high.
"Is it...worth it?" Fang Gu couldn't help but take a breath.
"This is a decision from above. If Sarang is not eliminated, a greater disaster will occur. You have also seen this catastrophe, how many lives and how many families... We made huge sacrifices to finally lock the list here. Among the senior officials, if they don’t kill him this time, they may never have another chance!” Han Ji gritted his teeth and said.
"The Black Church's next plan is to revive King Ying Zheng of Qin. Once he wakes up, the inner city will completely turn into hell... Do you think it's worth it to exchange the lives of nearly ten senior officials for the lives of millions of people in the city? And we Is there any choice?" said the mysterious man in gray and white cloth.
"But what if Salan is a person who is not afraid of death, and in order to achieve this goal, they don't mind being buried? Also, what if, I say what if, you made a mistake in your judgment and actually Salan is not among those high-level officials at all? What if the high-level officials are not at all? If they are all buried, the monarch-level undead will have no one to contend with. I think even if King Qin Yingzheng is not resurrected, the safety barrier will not be able to last for a few days. What you are doing is too extreme..." Mu Bai said immediately
"Why don't we understand what you said? But before you ask these questions, you should also tell us a better way. Otherwise, all the questions are meaningless. It might be more effective to do something..." Hui Bai The mysterious man with the cloth belt said
"This..." Mu Bai was speechless.
"When do you plan to implement this beheading plan?" Mo Fan asked seriously
"When the corpse of the mountain peak attacks the safety barrier..." Han Ji said
"Mu Bai and I have the same idea. Once the top brass dies, the undead monarch can massacre the city. These people cannot die. Now we know that Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin, and since the Archdeacon of Hujin is Salang's right-hand man, Then he must know who is the real Salang..." Mo Fan pointed out the key points he just drew.
"The Archdeacon Hujin you are talking about must have taken control of the situation instead of Salang. The inner city is full of black church spies. If our guard mage moves, he will definitely escape~" said the mysterious man wearing gray and white cloth.
"Let's go!" Mo Fan stepped forward bravely
"Yes, let's capture Mu He!" Zhou Min added
"Why do you think this Archdeacon Hujin will be found by you?" the mysterious man in gray and white cloth asked curiously.
"We don't need to look for him, he will come to us..." Mo Fan affirmed
"Before we asked the Imperial Guard Mage to bring you here, he might still come in person, but I'm afraid he won't come now." said the mysterious man wearing gray and white cloth.
"Yes, he will definitely come. The problem now is how to convey the news to his ears!" Mo Fan affirmed.
"I know a tea house owner. That person will contact my uncle from time to time. I think there is probably something wrong... I can pretend to take refuge in his tea house, and then unintentionally reveal the information you want to convey to him, and he will If you are from the Black Church, you will definitely pass it on to my uncle!" Mu Bai's eyes flashed with determination.
-to be continued-