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Yongsheng Tea House is located on the main road leading to the bell tower. The main road is now full of refugees, so it is so dense that it is difficult to move away and walk.

The first and second floors of the tea house are also filled with people, showing that the boss is a very reasonable person, but the third floor is not open to others.

On the third floor is a small attic, through the window, you can see the Bell Tower Magic Association at a glance.

The ancient bell was beating heavily, and every time it hit, it would spread out golden light, wisps, and it was quickly transported along the huge golden main axis to the sky above the inner city, and to the barrier that enveloped this safe place.

The golden light continues to collide, magnificent and sacred. Perhaps what makes people feel a little more at ease is the protection brought by the ancient clock. Once the bell stops, once the golden energy can no longer maintain the barrier, everything will be irreversible.

"Hmph, this thing will eventually become a decoration!" The owner of the tea shop looked at the bell tower with cold eyes through the window.

As soon as he finished speaking, a guy hurriedly ran up.

"Boss Xue, Mu Bai is downstairs. He seems to be taking refuge. There are too many people outside, and they are cold and hungry." The guy said.

"Oh, oh, it's him, let him come up. Fortunately, this kid is not dead, otherwise it would be hard to explain to Mu He." said the boss Xue Zang.

Soon the guy brought Mu Bai to the attic. The attic was not big, but it was well decorated. It was a bit of an ancient Qin style. You can kneel on the tatami and drink tea, and look at the bustling traffic of the bell tower in the inner city. Of course, it is crowded now.

"Uncle Xue, you have sheltered so many people and given them food. I really didn't expect you to be a great person." Mu Bai walked in with a smile, and he didn't seem unfamiliar as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You kid, you told you not to go to the outer city wall a while ago, don't listen. Look, your Uncle Mu He and I almost thought you were dead there. Now, we're ready, we're back alive." Xue Zang patted Mu Bai's shoulder.

"Where is my uncle, he is fine, right?" Mu Bai asked hurriedly.

"Why are you calling him uncle? Don't blame him. Mu Zhuoyun was in charge of the family back then. He had to know that your uncle had your illegitimate son, and he would definitely make a big fuss, so he said that you, mother and son were distant relatives." Xue Zangyu said earnestly.

"I...I just called Shun." Mu Bai's eyes were wandering, but he didn't dare to show any of them.

"I don't know where he is now, but he must be fine, so don't worry. By the way, I heard from the people who took refuge here that you were taken away by the Imperial Guardian, nothing happened, right?" Xue Zang said.

Mu Bai's heart tightened.

He didn't expect that Xue Zang's information was so well-informed, so it would be a big trouble now. If Xue Zang and Mu He were both from the Black Holy See, they would definitely be on guard!

"It has nothing to do with me. The guards took the man named Fang Gu away and said he wanted something like Kunjing Water. As a result, Fang Gu took Kunjing Water to refine his skeleton." Mu Bai calmed down and continued to maintain his normal appearance.

In fact, Mu Bai's heart was beating violently.

"I don't understand very much, but it's good that you're fine. By the way, you still have a few classmates, right? You can call them over. It's a disaster, take care of a little bit." Xue Zang's eyes turned, but soon he looked at the expression of knowing nothing about the wizard.

"Oh, they went to the museum and said they felt that Di Shengquan and Kunjing Zhishui were in contact, and they were going to verify the situation now." Mu Bai said.

"Di Shengquan, isn't that something from your Bocheng? Could it be that the Di Shengquan is still in the hands of your classmate Mo Fan?" Xue Zang narrowed his eyes.

"Who knows, anyway, when someone mentioned the relationship between Weiju Village and Bocheng, Mo Fan looked very excited, and then they went to the museum. I was too lazy to run around with them, so I came to you to rest." Mu Bai showed a contemptuous look.

"Oh? The Imperial Guard Mage also went to the museum with them?" Xue Zang continued to ask.

"No, they thought of this when they came out of the Imperial Guardian Master... I don't know what the use of Di Shengquan is. When my uncle comes back, I'll ask him." Mu Bai said.

"Yeah, yeah, oh, Mu Bai, you can sit here for a while. I'll go out if I have something to do." Xue Zang said.

"Okay." Mu Bai nodded.

Watching Xue Zang leave, Mu Bai felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

After a long time, after his emotions calmed down a little, Mu Bai's face showed a hint of pain and his eyes were red.

At this moment, he felt extremely complicated inside, and even felt like his spirit was about to collapse at any time.

He really hoped that all this was just speculation, and hoped that Mo Fan and the others did not wait for anyone in the museum, so that it could be shown that Mu He was not the Great Deacon of the Black Holy See, but Zhang Xiaohou made a wrong judgment.

But if he is not.

Then all hope has become a bubble!

The dead-headed plan was implemented, and all the senior officials were buried with Salang, and there was no one in the world that endangered the entire inner city's safety barrier. The only thing waiting for millions of people in this city was the dark and boundless death, which allowed the tide of death to swallow up little by little... including myself, my mother, my classmates, and my friends.

No matter which result, it will make your heart penetrate into a lot.

But even so, instinctively tended to make this choice because he could at least distinguish between good and evil!

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Back in a corner of the alley on Ming Street, the two were wrapped in deep sea blue snow-covered clothes, and their faces were covered with a thick layer of cloth. Obviously, they would not let others see their faces easily.

"Are you sure there is no imperial guardian mage to follow them?" asked the Great Deacon Tozu.

"You think the entire inner city has become an isolated island, with the waves of the undead slamming the barrier, and the whereabouts of several imperial guards will be unknown, not to mention the high-level officials who are staring at us. It is certain that those kids went to the museum by themselves. However, if they were told that the Earth Holy Spring is the water of Kunjing, and with the medicinal power of the Earth Holy Spring, it would probably make the rain water invalid for a whole day... If the Undead are silent for a day, then most of these million people can definitely be transferred, and then our plan will be..." Xue Zang said.

The deacon Hujin had a big eyebrows frowned, and it was already a big mistake for them to not take Fang Gu. But God blessed them. The water from Kunjing in Fang Gu's hand had been used to refine the undead and could not be extracted. Who knew that Mo Fan and the others had discovered the secret of the Earth Holy Spring!

"If that idiot Yu'ang hadn't made a mistake twice, there wouldn't be so many things!" Deacon Tozu cursed angrily.

At the time in Bocheng, he, as one of the masterminds, would definitely not take action, because once he took action, his identity would be exposed. However, his incompetence was beyond his imagination. It would be fine if he didn't get it in Bocheng for the first time, but the second time in the Demon City, he actually got a blue-clothed deacon into trouble!
Chapter completed!