“Zizzizi~~~~~~~~~~~”
The medicinal liquid dripped on the body of a middle-aged Black Vatican, and not long after, a pool of black water appeared on the ground.
"This thing has really helped me a lot." Mo Fan shook the small medicine bottle he snatched from Yang Qiao, the female cultist, and couldn't help but praise it. It proved true to the sentence, traveling at home kills people. A must!
Along the way, from the Orange Tower to the Black Vatican's lair on the underground floor, Mo Fan would easily deal with some of the Black Vatican believers who were obviously alone, and then use this liquid to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. The Black Vatican would probably also They noticed that some believers were missing, but they didn't see the bodies at all, and they couldn't completely tell that someone had broken in.
All in all, the number of Black Church members that have been dealt with is probably three to four million, which is just a small amount of money.
Mo Fan was not walking aimlessly. Mu Ningxue was very smart and left small ice crystal marks for Mo Fan along the way. Mo Fan could follow them and find Mu Ningxue and the others.
This must be the home base of the Black Vatican. As long as the poisonous incident is solved, they can be wiped out in one fell swoop.
After finding the dungeon, Mo Fan was surprised to find that there was no one guarding the place, so it didn't matter if he walked in like that.
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Mu Ningxue, Rong Sheng, and Guo Wenyi were all imprisoned in a very ordinary iron cell. Mu Ningxue could come out of such a cell at any time, which made Mo Fan a little funny. There was such carelessness in the Black Church. people.
"Are you okay?" Mo Fan asked.
"Well, thank you Zhao Pinlin for taking us into their lair." Mu Ningxue said.
"I've walked most of the circle. There are a lot of people from the Black Church here, and the two of us may not be able to handle it," Mo Fan said.
"There is Lingling..." Mu Ningxue said.
"What's there?" Mo Fan asked in confusion.
Mu Ning and Xuemei frowned tightly together. She continued to speak, but found that she had not made any sound.
Looking at her appearance, Mo Fan thought at first that she just had a dry throat and was unable to pronounce words well. But when he found a trace of black blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, Mo Fan felt like a thunderbolt! !
Black blood kills! !
Mo Fan looked at her. My whole brain feels like it's going to explode.
He immediately used Shadow Escape to enter the dungeon, grabbing Mu Ningxue's shoulders to see clearly what it was.
Black blood, even if Mo Fan doesn’t believe it. But black blood was still flowing lightly from her lips.
"Black blood, she is vomiting black blood!"
"Save her quickly, find a way to save her!" Guo Wenyi and Rongsheng both screamed.
They had seen the scene of black blood killing people several times. The terrifying and extremely fast symptoms of the disease would kill people without even the fear filling their hearts.
At this time, the most terrifying situation happened to Mu Ningxue, and it happened so close. Both Rong Sheng and Guo Wenyi's minds went blank.
"Xue Xue..." Mo Fan's mind was also extremely confused. It was even harder to accept this kind of thing than what happened to him.
Why is it her? Lingling has already said that the possibility of poisonous changes happening to them is very low. Why does God not miss her so much? ?
"Mo... Fan... don't panic first..." Mu Ningxue didn't know how to control the backflow of black blood.
But Mo Fan knew that this kind of control was meaningless. Soon, Mu Ningxue would turn into a gray-black corpse. In Mo Fan's heart, she was as perfect as a goddess, and even a small scratch on her skin would make her feel extremely distressed. What's more, it turned into such a horrifying dried black and scorched corpse. Thinking of this scene, Mo Fan's eyes began to become extremely bloodshot!
"You will be fine. Just trust me. I will kill the deacon in blue right now and force her to take out the antidote. You must endure it first." Mo Fan took a deep breath.
Mu Ningxue shook her head desperately. An extremely cold aura appeared on her body, sticking tightly to her body and continuously pouring into her skin with visible blood vessels.
The cold is getting stronger. Mo Fan found that Mu Ningxue's entire face was blue and white from the cold.
"What are you doing?" Mo Fan looked at her, worried.
"Freeze... freeze yourself... Mo Fan, don't panic, do you remember the time at Yanming Temple?" Mu Ningxue's body was covered in layers of ice. Whether it is the skin of the body or the inside of the body.
This is the only way Mu Ningxue can think of. This terrible poisonous change will cause people's blood circulation to be disordered, accumulate in a fragile location of blood vessels, and then suddenly erupt like a volcanic crater, turning into a black blood backflow phenomenon. , wait until all the black blood dries up. The body's functions will be further severely damaged, and terrible black and gray lesions will occur...
What Mu Ningxue can do now is to freeze her body and make the blood circulation extremely slow.
She can't completely freeze the blood, which is no different from the dead. She just slows down the body's circulation. The poison spreads through the blood circulation of the body. This can delay the time of death.
Mu Ningxue really didn't expect that she was "next". She looked at Mo Fan who was nervous and worried about her, but she felt a sense of relief in her heart for some reason. It was rare to see this shameless guy looking so uneasy and losing his mind. , this worry and concern cannot be faked.
"Yan Ming Temple?? Remember, remember, don't remember it, I don't want to do any bullshit with you and have to part ways with you!" Mo Fan said emotionally.
"Listen to me first..." Mu Ningxue said seriously. At this moment, her cheeks were covered with frost, and she became very stiff when she spoke. "I will be fine in a short time. I am frozen." his own blood vessels."
Mo Fan looked at her and listened to her voice getting weaker and weaker, feeling like a knife was cutting into his heart, piece by piece.
"Mo Fan." Mu Ningxue had turned into an iceman, but her eyes were shaking, as if she had something important to say.
Standing aside, Rong Sheng and Guo Wenyi could clearly feel that Mu Ningxue must have kept these words in her heart for a long time.
They say we don’t want to be separated by life and death, but isn’t that what it is!
However, just as Mu Ningxue was about to speak, Mo Fan suddenly put a hand on the back of her already cold neck. He lowered his head slightly and turned to the side. He didn't care at all about the black poisonous blood and used his own. The lips were heavy on Mu Ningxue's cold lips that were starting to turn purple due to the cold...
Mo Fan had thought about how soft, moist, and smooth Mu Ningxue's lips were, but at this moment, he felt cold, dry, and stiff, as if he was kissing a lifeless, frozen beauty.
Lips parted, Mo Fan looked at Mu Ningxue and said fiercely: "If you really have something important to say to me, just wait until you wake up. Whether you like me or hate me, I will listen attentively."
Mu Ningxue did not say anything after all. She froze her throat. The only thing that could still have some body functions at this moment was her pair of bright and sincere eyes, which reflected Mo Fan's arrogant and domineering face.
When the body is frozen, any emotion will be weakened to the extreme.
But Mu Ningxue believed that if the heart was still under normal conditions, it would probably beat faster at this moment.
…(To be continued.)
