Yang Qiao's little neck is very thin and it feels quite comfortable to touch.

However, with the brute force of the high-level mage, Mo Fan suddenly exerted force on the woman's thin neck and twisted it with a click!

Yang Qiao didn't react, with a look of fear and confusion on her face, but her head tilted to the side and her body collapsed to the ground.

Yang Qiao fell next to the boy. The boy thought he was dead, but he didn't expect a hunter to stand up and save him, and he burst into tears of joy.

"Can you stand up?" Mo Fan asked.

"Yes...yes!" The boy was stronger than he imagined. He slowly got up, staring at the corpse of his family next to him, and his face was covered with tears.

When he turned his gaze to Yang Qiao, the woman who was lying on the ground, there was an even more unquenchable anger in his eyes, and he wanted to peel off her skin and eat it raw!

"Don't worry, I will avenge your family's grudges. I will not let those two people go before, but I hope you understand your situation, understand that your family is dead, and you still have to live well. Now try to calm down, put the woman's coat on yourself, and then slowly leave here and go to the main building to wait for rescue." Mo Fan said to the young man seriously.

"I...I want to take their bodies away." The boy said with tears in his eyes.

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "Die is death. If you take them with you, it will only make you die. Do what I said, when these things have never happened, I guarantee that in my reputation as a hunter, no one of the bastards who hurt your family will live in this world."

The boy wiped his tears and looked at Mo Fan's dark brown eyes.

Finally he nodded and said, "Thank you...I...I won't cause you any trouble."

"Well, if you understand, it's not in vain that I'll take the risk to save you." Mo Fan patted the boy's blood-stained hair.

The boy stood up and took off his coat from the vicious woman. His figure actually happened to be similar to this woman. He was covered with a long coat and would not be recognized if he didn't get close to him at night.

The coat also covered the wound on the boy's body. The boy tried to stand up straight and walked step by step towards the direction with the light.

Mo Fan told him not to tell anyone in the main building, because before the poisonous transformation crisis is lifted, people from the Holy See must not be exposed to the people from the Holy See.

...

Mo Fan picked up the woman's medicine bottle just now and cleaned up other bodies, including Yang Qiao, without leaving any trace.

Mo Fan didn't know if this woman would be discovered by the superiors of the Black Holy See. It was really difficult for him to hide in the canopy of the tree to watch in that situation just now.

After dealing with these, Mo Fan followed the direction of the gray-clothed priest just now.

A black-clothed priest only has 500,000 yuan. It is not enough to buy a snack for his daughter Xiao Yanji. The big head still has to be taken from the gray-clothed priest. Mo Fan plans to follow that person first and act according to the opportunity!

...

"Have Yang Qiao not handled it clearly yet?" asked the gray-clothed priest Lugen.

"I saw her head towards the main building, it must have been dealt with completely." Another black-clad cultivator said. This person had a pair of eye-catching big buck teeth, which belonged to the fighter among the ugly people!

"Oh, okay, go there to monitor the movements of the Golden War Hunter Group. Speaking of which, are the things in the priests not ready yet? If you wait any longer, maybe the rescue team will come and kill hundreds of them. It's not enough!" asked Lugen, the gray-clothed priest.

"It should be almost done, just wait and hear the screams... By the way, priest, I heard that there is an internship around the deacon. I wonder who is so lucky to be able to win the favor of the deacon?" asked the black-clothed cultivator with some envy.

"A pure newbie, I don't know why I fell in love with him." said Lugen, the gray-clothed priest.

"At that time, I passed by the Curse Pool and found that there was a half-dead woman soaking there, and her hair was gone. Is that the new slave of Lord Deacon?" asked the Black Cultist.

"How could the deacon train the black beast monster? It's probably for that newcomer. However, the ceremony has not been completed yet, just put it there for more soaking." said Lugen, the gray-clothed priest.

"I came for a long time before I got a black beast demon...ah."

"You mean, follow me, Lugen, and you have no future!" said the gray-clothed priest angrily.

"I dare not, I dare not!"

"It just so happens that no one guards the Curse Pool, you can go there tonight!" said the gray-clothed priest coldly.

"Yes...yes." The black-clothed cultivator was sweating coldly.

...

Mo Fan heard all the conversation between the two. After discovering that the gray-clothed priest was in danger, Mo Fan did not continue to follow him.

"The Curse Pool, that's probably the place used to refine the black beast monsters, right?" Mo Fan guessed.

"There is no one guarding the place, and I guess the people from the Black Holy See are not going much. It's good that we can solve this ugly believer by the way."

Mo Fan had plans in his heart and quietly followed the trepidationist.

The believer walked to a relatively remote place, and Mo Fan almost forgot to go back. Finally, he pushed open a stone door in the corner. As soon as the door opened, the extremely smelly smell came out.

The big buck-toothed cult was cursing there, guarding the Curse Pond was the dirtiest and tiring job. Who wouldn't know that those living people who offended the Black Holy See were thrown into it and fermented...

Before entering, Mo Fan deliberately checked the surrounding environment to ensure that there were no other members of the Black Holy See and no surveillance equipment.

He was actually standing behind the black cultist with a buck-toothed distance of less than two meters. The dark firelight stretched out the figure of the cultist, allowing Mo Fan to easily hide in his shadow. When he moved, Mo Fan moved.

"Save...save...I..."

In the black pool, a voice that was extremely painful came out.

Mo Fan remembered that the black-clothed scholar in the big buck teeth said that the woman was soaked in the pool, but from the man's skin, hair, and his entire body that was severely cursed, how could he tell that this was a woman!!

Her voice was hoarse, saying that she was a human, she looked like a ghost without any skin!

This scene reminded Mo Fan of Xu Zhaoting.

If the black beast monster was born like this, it means that Xu Zhaoting also suffered such torture!!!

This made Mo Fan's anger suddenly burn!!

The cruelty of the Black Holy See is really impossible to describe in words. What method did the madman Salang use to destroy a person who grew up in such a civilized society and become such a vicious and cold-blooded evil spirit?
Chapter completed!