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"Aowoo!!"

A wolf cries came from a distance, and it seemed to be the sound of four wolves. This guy's dog nose was much more intelligent than other wolves.

Mo Fan immediately rushed over with the sound. After walking for about half a kilometer, another sound came, which continued, and became louder and louder as he approached.

"There is a waterfall?" Mo Fan followed the four wolf.

Four wolf lead the way, and soon the waterfall rumbling closer.

It turned out that the Ninth Mountain was at this waterfall. Mo Fan looked over. He didn't expect that there was an extremely wide mountain river here. The river water was cut off from the raised high hill in front of him, turning into a white dragon and impacting the deep pool below.

The Ninth Mountain Gang is on the waterfall, standing on a sandbar that breaks through the river channel.

It is called a sandbank, but it is actually a large rock with a stable foundation. The rock is the size of a basketball court and is just covered with a stone granary.

"So it's here?" Mo Fan stared at the hillside on the waterfall.

To be honest, this place doesn’t look like a pharmaceutical factory in the Black Holy See. At least it has a more decent land, with many militants patrolling, and there is a chemical factory with a large chimney of dozens of meters inside...

"It seems that there is no one?" Mo Fan walked over, and the turbulent river seemed to be able to wash the hill below the waterfall at any time.

When we arrived at the hill, Mo Fan knocked on the wooden door with his hand.

"Is there anyone inside? I am a teacher from the Holy Academy of Ojos. I came to the mountain to hunt and got lost. Is this a hill? Is there a way to guide me back to school? Hello, is there anyone inside!" Mo Fan shouted.

If you don’t play with them those twists and turns, Mo Fan plans to make a desperate move.

"Crack!"

Just as Mo Fan was about to take action, the door slowly opened.

First, a curly strand of hair came into view like a canvas, followed by a fair and plump face, with a lazy look of being disturbed by someone after a nap, and then the fragrance floated.

A young woman??

In the deep mountains and old forests, there is actually a young woman taking a nap inside an important defensive hill?

"It's suitable for sleeping on rainy days. Are this gentleman interested in joining me?" the woman asked with a smile. Her eyes were so blurred that they wanted to peel her clean.

"Ahem, I'm just a lost person. I don't sleep with the leprechaun. I want to ask you, are there people here who look very strange? For example, a middle-aged fat man who hides in the sewer and specializes in selling corpse oil?" Mo Fan asked.

"No, but there is one of the little witches in the mountain wearing silk nightgowns to condense the potion. Are you interested?" said the woman who claimed to be the little witch.

"What potion can I take a look at it?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yes, I like that others appreciate my works and my." The little witch opened the door and invited Mo Fan in.

Mo Fan walked in without thinking.

As soon as he entered, Mo Fan saw a corpse placed on the dining table.

It is not a human corpse, but a mountain man's body covered with pig's hair. Its internal organs are all presented. It seems that for the sake of easy observation, there are several lights facing it.

"It's also interesting. As long as I feed it this, it will go crazy and attack whatever it sees." said the little witch.

"There are a lot of people in the Andes?" Mo Fan said.

"Yes, so I was thinking, if I sprinkle this potion in the rain and baptize on the Andes for three days and three nights, I wonder what would be left of the Holy Academy of Ojos?" The little witch smiled brightly and charmingly.

"Maybe it's turned into a mass grave." Mo Fan said as she said.

"Haha, Mo Fan, then are you willing to witness such a beautiful scenery with me?" said the little witch.

"I didn't introduce myself." Mo Fan pretended to frown.

"You saw through it...but you still owe me a favor. If I hadn't helped you kill the woman next to Leng Jue, you would not be able to completely release your abilities. You are really amazing. You might as well be like this. You returned the favor last time and didn't see anything?" The little witch looked flattering.

"Blue Bat, it's not the first time we've met, so there's no need to play those boring tricks. Otherwise, you can hand over all the crazy spring water extracted this time, and I'll leave you with a complete body?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's so bad, I won't let go of other people's corpses." Blue Bat said coquettishly.

Blue Bat, Salang's favorite student, has a ever-changing temperament. When he was still under Leng Jue's hands, he looked like an innocent woman with a face-paralyzing face, and even brought up those seemingly pitiful life experiences.

"Where is your master?" Mo Fan asked.

"The teacher is very busy, so I will be responsible for such small things." said Lan Bat.

"Scale the Holy Academy of Ojos, are you the mastermind?" Mo Fan said in surprise.

"Why do you underestimate others? Leng Jue was killed by me by you? I got rid of a cardinal. Although I cannot be on par with the cardinal in terms of qualifications, it is still the first level of extradition." Blue Bat looked delicate.

"Who is the extraditioner?" Mo Fan asked.

"I'm not an idiot, what do you ask and what answers do you answer. I like children very much. If you give birth to a little boy with me, I will raise him to be the cardinal who will succeed Leng Jue. Then I will tell you who the extraditioner is." Blue Bat's thinking is extremely strange.

"How did Ojos Holy Academy offend you?" Mo Fan was too lazy to pick up the nonsensical words of Blue Bat.

"This can be said to be free." The blue bat jumped to the table, and did not think the corpse next to him was dirty. He swayed his long legs and explained to Mo Fan patiently, "Before becoming the supreme pope, the teacher wanted to end the affairs of his previous life first. So, those who threw black stones had to die."

"The Holy Inquisition judges who convicted the Holy Son Wentai??" Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.

Not long ago, Xiling, the principal of the Holy Academy of Ojos, told himself that he had worked in the Holy Academy, and that boiling lake was obtained there. Xiling was one of the judges in the Wentai case!!

"So you haven't figured out the teacher's motive for crime for so long... Bah, Bah, the teacher's path to redemption." Lan Bat hurriedly changed his words.

"You just said that your teacher wants to end the affairs of the previous life. Will she die? Is she the undead?" Mo Fan suddenly noticed a detail in Blue Bat's words.

"Idiot, the teacher has now been killed by God. His previous identity as God of Death is of course considered to be the previous life. Aren't you still the teacher's son-in-law in his previous life?" said Lan Bat.

Mo Fan's face turned dark, what the hell is this!
Chapter completed!