"What should we do now? Should we do it?" Xue Zang asked.

"What if it's a trap?"

"Don't you believe Mu Bai?"

"Believe it? Why do I believe him? He has not been baptized by the Holy See."

"What do you think of? Lord Salang has always been unwilling to contact us." Xue Zang said anxiously.

The emergence of the Earth Holy Spring is indeed too fatal to them, because they know better than anyone else that it is something more essence than Kunjing Water. They were determined to get it at the beginning because the Earth Holy Spring is more effective than Kunjing Water. Who knew that the hidden dangers that did not leave Bocheng at the beginning have become an important obstacle today...

"This may be a trap, but even if it is a trap, we have to verify whether it is true or not. Once that kid really has a holy spring in his hands, we have to rescue Lord Salang." said the Great Deacon Tozu.

"Who will send?" Xue Zang asked immediately.

Deacon Tozu smiled and said, "To complete our great ceremony, then there must be sacrifices. Everyone is like this, and I am no exception."

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The museum is located on the south side of the bell tower. This ancient venue does not store some antiquities and documents, but proves the glory of the magic civilization of China for thousands of years.

When the disaster comes, antiquities and documents have been stored in the warehouse in advance. The existence of some things is indeed extremely important, and they must be preserved even if they die!

The museum is very big, and the hall is like an ancient palace, with a dome of fifteen meters high and pillars standing on top.

The museum also became a refuge, and it was densely packed with people. Compared with the cold and dampness of the streets, this place was simply a paradise for all refugees.

The crowds were filled with people, and Mo Fan and others felt a little regretful when they arrived here. If they fought with the people from the Black Holy See, many people would be affected and they had to find a way to disperse them all else.

However, what Mo Fan had never expected was that not long after he arrived at the museum, a person he didn't know put a note on him and asked him to go to the top of the museum alone!

Seeing this note, Mo Fan understood that the other party was probably fearless, but he still chose to meet this Great Deacon of Hujin!

...

The entire museum is covered with bricks and tiles, with flying eaves, like a town palace with a glorious golden jade in the past...

The rain hit the top and left a groove at the eaves along the bricks and tiles. The grooves were like streams, turning into a bunch of small waterfalls, which poured from the eaves of the dragon head to the ground, and fell into the pool cauldron below. From a distance, it looked like four brown dragons lying on the eaves of the museum and spitting out water columns!

The museum has become a huge refuge, with a crowded place below, and only the dome eaves are still clean, but cold rain keeps falling from the air, making a crisp sound of striking.

Mo Fan stood on one of the eaves, wearing a wide gray raincoat.

From him, you can see this inner city that is soaked in the rain, full of people covering up.

Looking further away, passing through the inner city wall, the magnificent black undead legion surrounded the surroundings, with no end at all. The small and dense black dots were as big as a giant looking down at the toy-like molding model!

The mountain corpse, it is very close!

Mo Fan could already see his body standing in the rainy clouds, and the pair of cold moon-like eyes projected from the clouds.

"Mo Fan, long time no see you. How good is your father Mo Jiaxing recently?" A voice sounded from behind Mo Fan.

Mo Fan slowly turned around and found that there was one more person on the roof. He was wearing a raincoat, and the drizzle hit him, hazy outlined his tall body.

Under the raincoat hood, it was a face with thick eyebrows and beard, but its cheeks were particularly white and plump, and it seemed to be the kind of middle-aged man who was pampered and generous.

Mo Fan didn't like this guy from the bottom of his heart. It was a long time ago, until this guy took away his real estate and this dislike rose to the extreme dislike.

But I never thought that this person’s evil is far more than this, and it is now a common anger between man and god!!

"My dad is living a good life, and he can't spend all his money. He found a young and beautiful stepmother for me and bought several villas to live in. His middle-aged life was perfect. I didn't expect that you would really show up in person, which was unexpected." Mo Fan replied calmly.

"Haha, you have seen through me so smartly, and I still hide what I do. But Zhang Xiaohou, this kid, has a life that I was beyond my expectations, and he is not dead. However, it doesn't matter. It's meaningless to remember what he shouldn't have remembered now. Oh, your father is a good person. The only thing I regret in my life that I, Mu He, did the last thing I did in my life is to create an accident and let your father leave early, so that you, the little bastard, caused me so many troubles." Mu He grinned, without any intention of hiding.

Mo Fan looked at the face under the hood, and it was indeed Mu He!

However, it was not very relieved to lure Mu He out so smoothly.

Without being sure, will this guy jump out by himself?

Since he is a deacon of Tozu, even if he raises such a big hidden danger, he will probably send some other deacons to come, and there is no need to show up in person.

"If it were before, I would have had countless ways to make you die." Mu He continued.

"I don't think you will do that." Mo Fan said.

"Yes, doing this will definitely make those judges hidden in the dark doubt me. Even if I can do it without any leakage, I don't want this suspicion to stick to my sleeves. It may affect our grand ceremony today... Why do you come to the museum to enjoy this beautiful scenery with me!" Mu He opened his hands, looking extremely enjoyable.

It feels like standing in the rain or standing in a city of disaster. It is completely a kind of satisfaction and a sense of pleasure and spirit bathed in the light of holy and being worshiped by millions of people!

Beautiful scenery??

Mo Fan felt goosebumps all over his body after hearing Mu He’s descriptive words!!

"In fact, even if you know that you will cause these obstacles to us, I will still do my duty as Mu He and will not touch you at all. You must know that in this magnificent and magnificent ceremony, you still play an insignificant role." Mu He continued.

"Are you so sure I don't have the Holy Spring in my hand?" Mo Fan smiled coldly.

"It's getting dark, your holy spring can only be left until tomorrow dawn. Do you think this city can really survive tonight?" Mu He asked back.
Chapter completed!