Mu Bai saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he even became a little suspicious.
"Mu Bai, I don't know you...your cultivation has improved a bit in the past few years..." Wang Sanpang looked at Mu Bai in horror.
"Damn fat man, don't talk nonsense. How could Mu Bai be from the Black Vatican? He hates the Black Vatican more than anyone else. Don't think that only your family died at their hands!" Zhao Kunsan immediately shouted, his face turning red.
"Mu Bai is definitely not the case, but Mu Bai, are you suspicious?" Mo Fan asked.
Mu Bai is green tea, but he is definitely not the type of Hong Jun who distorts his personality to achieve his own desires. This guy is headstrong. The most important thing is that everyone grew up in that area when they were young, and Mu Bai was also under everyone's eye. It is impossible for someone who grew up under the Black Church to be washed away by the Black Church.
"Actually, I heard my mother talk about this a while ago. It's not that I deliberately concealed anything." Mu Bai's voice seemed a bit deeper.
"oh?"
Mu Bai was about to spit out his guess, but unexpectedly, several imperial guards mages wearing purple clothes flew over from the inner city wall.
At first everyone thought they were going to the Bell Tower Magic Association, but unexpectedly they flapped their wings and landed in front of a few people.
"Excuse me, who is Fang Gu?" Lu Huan, the chief guard, glanced at everyone and asked coldly.
"I am..." Fang Gu didn't hide anything, and slowly stood up and said with a self-deprecating smile, "I didn't expect that I, a sinner, would be so honored that I would need to be captured by Lu Huan, the chief mage of the Imperial Guard. Under such a catastrophe, If you still care about me, a mass murderer, you guard mages are indeed interesting."
Fang Gu himself said that he would go to trial and surrender.
However, this catastrophe was so terrible that it was lucky that the city could be saved. The Trial Council had no time to take care of him as a prisoner.
Fang Gu is just taking one step at a time. In fact, he also wants to know who the great deacon Hujin is, who actually gave such a funeral to the entire thousand-year-old capital!
"Guys, please follow me to a place." The chief guard waved his hand and immediately asked his men to take everyone away.
Mo Fan looked puzzled. But considering that these were guard mages, they thought they could lead him to find Zhu Meng, so he let them go.
Several guards mages have the ability to fly, and each of them carries two. So Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, Fang Gu, Mu Bai, Zhou Min, Liu Ru, Wang Sanpang, and Zhao Kunsan were all taken away.
At first, Mo Fan thought that the Imperial Guard Mage would take them to the Bell Tower Magic Association, but unexpectedly, they drifted to a certain courtyard.
In this overcrowded inner city, it is rare to find an unused courtyard. Obviously this is an important place...
"Chief, please go back. The Lord of the Bones is watching with eager eyes. We can just send them in." One of the guards mage said.
Lu Huan nodded, and the huge white wings on his back quickly flew into the sky, flying towards the north gate.
The entire inner city is not big, and it doesn't take too much time to go back and forth. However, Fang Gu's crime alarmed the chief mage of the imperial guard, which is still a bit unbelievable.
The chief mage of the Imperial Guard has a higher status in the ancient capital than Councilor Zhu Meng. He controls the strongest magic group in the entire ancient capital, and is composed entirely of elite high-level mages...
The Flesh Mound Corpse Minister caused great obstacles to the evacuation of the entire ancient capital. So many flesh-mound zombies were wiped out by the guard mages in a very short time, otherwise at least half of them would not have been able to successfully evacuate to the inner city!
"He is Lu Huan. It is said that he is the strongest person in the ancient capital. He once killed the undead monarch alone!" Zhou Min said with some admiration as he looked at the purple figure flying into the sky.
"The strongest is a bit exaggerated, but at least the top three." The kind-faced guard mage smiled and led everyone into the courtyard.
There were actually a lot of people settled in the courtyard, most of them hiding in the houses. The beautiful courtyard was filled with boxes of medicines, leaving only a path that people could barely walk through.
"Everyone, just sit wherever you like." Before anyone could enter the room, an old man walked out slowly.
Everyone looked at each other. In the end, Mo Fan, who was still open-minded, sat down on the medicine boxes, and everyone else also sat on them, still looking confused.
"Guys, thank you for escorting Fang Gu here. I would like to thank you on behalf of the Supreme Council of the Magic Association." The black-haired old man bowed lightly.
Fang Gu was confused now. Even if he committed a major crime of murder, is it really necessary to send him here at this time? The old man in front of him is clearly Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association!
First came the chief guard mage, followed by the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association. They were all giant figures related to the fate of the entire ancient capital! !
"Fang Gu. Do you still have a share of Kunjing water in your hand?" President Han Ji cast his eyes on Fang Gu and asked directly.
"Why are you asking this? Aren't you asking me for guilt?" Fang Gu asked puzzled.
The Black Church wants the water from Kunjing, so why do people from the Magic Association also ask? Although the water from Kunjing is indeed the key to this conspiracy, the catastrophe has already arrived, and it has spread to the inner city and outside. Why is it that the people from the Magic Association are still pursuing the water from Kunjing? What's the use of water?
"We will deal with your crime later. The lives of millions of people in this inner city are the most important thing. The water of Kunjing is the only thing that can blend the dew of the Nine Nethers. We hope that you will hand over the water of Kunjing immediately and let The undead fell asleep." Han Ji's tone was calm, but those eyes were majestic and sharp that no one dared to disobey!
Everyone was shocked when they heard the news.
It turns out that the water from Kunjing can dissolve the Dew of Nine Netherworlds. In this way, if the Water of Dilemma is sprinkled into the clouds, then the undead will no longer be able to run rampant during the day, and the huge ocean of undead will immediately sink into the earth...
This is great news! !
The city can be saved too! !
Fang Gu really didn't think of this. He looked stunned for a long time but then showed a look of frustration.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. If I still have water from Kunjing in my hand, I will definitely hand it over in order to wash away my sins. In fact, the last water from Kunjing has been used by me to temper the undead. Well...I summoned it, and if you can extract the Kunjing energy from its body, I...I don't mind if you kill it." Fang Gu said matter-of-factly.
Having said that, Fang Gu had already started drawing the star map, and soon the dark red powerful skeleton appeared in front of everyone. He looked around with a blank look on his face.
"Fang Tu, the water from Kunjing can save the people in this city, but they may melt you..." Fang Gu said to the skeleton. Although his tone was calm, everyone could hear the reluctance in Fang Gu's words.
"It's not necessary. Alas, it seems that there is no escape." Han Ji only glanced at the dark red skull. His whole body seemed to have suffered a heavy blow to his soul, and he murmured to himself like a delirious old man, " There is no escape from the doom, there is no escape from the doom..."
Even if the dark red skeleton is smelted, the water of Kunjing cannot be extracted. The dew of the Nine Nethers cannot be resolved. This city shrouded in golden enchantment will also be destroyed day and night! (To be continued.)
