The people in Anjiao Town are safe, which is a blessing among misfortunes.
Unfortunately, the council meeting ultimately rejected the construction of the fortress city. Relevant personnel from the western military will also gradually evacuate from the fortress city and assist the government in relocating people around the fortress city.
Mo Fan actually understands the blood and sweat shed by these soldiers here, but this decision is not unreasonable. The horror of dust storm hoppers has exceeded people's understanding of them. They and other demon tribes that stick to the rules and have traces to follow. Different, they are making constant progress like humans, and we don’t know what kind of wise leader the Dust Storm Demon Grasshopper has, seeking rebirth in the midst of destruction. If all demon races are like this, the city of humans will probably be destroyed before they know it. After all, people who have always been known as wise are often stuck in the same place without making progress!
The fortress city began to move, and they should be under a certain city. Mo Fan did not pay attention to the rest. I believe that with soldiers like Staff Shao here, the people in Anjiao Town and other towns will be protected to the greatest extent.
Mo Fan did not keep the Core of the Earth secretly, but handed it over to Counselor Shao. In front of such a selfless person, Mo Fan had no nerve to be greedy. However, something happened during this process that Mo Fan could not control, and that was Shi Qianshou using it. The energy of the Earth Core that was replenished by other people's lives was accidentally sucked away by the Evil Condensation Bead.
The Ninghua Evil Bead seems to be particularly interested in this kind of unreasonable energy. Mo Fan can't stop it even if he wants to. Fortunately, Consultant Shao also feels that the source of this energy is not righteous and the resentment is too deep. She will find another way to revive the earth. Of its pistil.
The Ninghua Evil Pearl replenished about one-third, which was a good thing for Mo Fan.
The last time he was demonized, Mo Fan's body felt like it was hollowed out. He has been unable to use the power of demons recently. Coupled with the ban of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal, Mo Fan really needs to replenish the Condensing Evil Beads. Otherwise, if someone from the Black Vatican jumps out, or Yizisha, who hates her so much, finds a master to stomp on her, wouldn't she even be able to fight back?
Mo Fan is not afraid of Yizhisha hurting Xinxia now. She has cursed and sworn with her soul that she will never directly, indirectly or instigate others to hurt Xinxia. The other half of the contract is in the hands of Old Man Bao, and Yizhisha does not want to be If she is locked up for a thousand years, she will never use any means against Xinxia.
But will Yizhi really be willing to do so? Mo Fan doesn't think so.
This woman's vitality was severely damaged. When she regained her power, she would probably be the first person to be destroyed.
Of course, there is Salan.
Yizhisha is in the light and is being watched by the entire world. It is still difficult to use secret methods. It is basically impossible to send out experts.
But Salan is hard to say. She has pulled out all her minions in China. She is safe in China, but once she goes abroad, this snake and scorpion woman will definitely take her own life at all costs. She must know that she will not be able to use it in the near future. Demon type, this is the best time for her to kill herself.
"It's better not to go abroad before the Ninghua Evil Pearl is filled, eh!" Mo Fan looked at the Ninghua Evil Pearl that had been filled to one-third, and felt quite happy in his heart.
"Oh, it's not good to always rely on the demon type. Improving your own strength is the way to go. Being able to kill Shi Qianshou is just a fluke. Super-level mage is powerful after all. When I reach super-level, I can probably go anywhere. No need. Look at the faces of those two black and white women."
Black and White Impermanent Woman, that was Mo Fan’s nickname for Salang and Yizhisha.
The black and impermanent woman is naturally Salang. The Bai Wuchang woman is Yi Zhisha. One of them is black and the other is white. They all write their two handsome words "Mo Fan" on the first page and the first line of their death books!
The heavy snow covered the icy lake house like a huge goose down coat. The wind poured into the windows and blew against the doors and windows. Frost froze the wood, and the creaking sound continued, as if it would collapse at any time.
The wind of flying snow hit her face as cold as a blade. She raised her hand and broke the ice pick on the eaves at an extremely fast speed, and then plunged it into the cheek of a man lying on the ground. Knee position.
The ice pick drove into the kneecap, and the pain turned into a shrill cry that echoed throughout the ice lake.
"You are quite sincere towards Leng Jue, but you seem to know very little about me. Otherwise, how could you dare to join forces with your master to deal with me?" The woman moved a chair and sat on the chair with her legs crossed. Next to the man who was bleeding but quickly frozen.
"Lord Salan, this is a misunderstanding. We don't know that she has a relationship with you. We really don't know." The man screamed, tears and snot mixed together, but he was frozen again.
However, the man knew that this pain was actually just the beginning. If he did not satisfy the woman in front of him, he would suffer a hundred times more pain.
"You want to take advantage of her, I don't care, she has nothing to do with me, but using my name to do just this little thing is something I can't tolerate. How many people around the world are looking up to me, expecting me to show off. A masterpiece, but you almost destroyed the prestige I worked so hard to build in China. Tell me what you know, and I might ask Leng Jue to come and take away your body." The woman took out a carving knife, But he was fixing his nails there carelessly.
"I really don't know. Leng Jue didn't tell me anything! Lord Salan, we really don't mean to offend. We just want to control Yizhiya and the Parthenon," said the man who was crying in fear.
"Idiots, you still want to control Yi Zhisha with your IQ. If she wants you to die, can you live to this day?" Salan stepped on the top of the ice pick.
"Lord Salang, please, please let me go. I am really following orders. This action with Leng Jue has absolutely no intention of framing you." The man was shaking violently in pain as he spoke.
"Go away, let Leng Jue bring up the things he took last time at the Temple of Freedom, and I will spare his life." Salang kicked the man's knee fiercely.
The man's knee was directly broken. He was in severe pain and did not dare to stay in this hut for even a moment. He had to crawl out of the house, as if he was afraid that this terrible woman would regret it.
The man dragged a long trail of blood on the frozen lake and gradually disappeared.
Salan was still sitting in the small room. There was no one in the room, but she said, "What do you think?"
"My subordinates think it's Leng Jue who wants to control the Parthenon." A voice floated out inexplicably from the dark shadows in the corner of the room.
The man before had never noticed this person's existence from beginning to end, and his vague and well-proportioned outline could only be barely seen in the shadows.
"You think things are too simple. Even if Leng Jue had ten courages, he wouldn't dare to dig into my affairs." Salang said.
"You mean, there is someone behind Leng Jue? But Leng Jue is also a cardinal, who else can tell him what to do?" When the man in the shadow said this, he stopped talking, "You mean, yes pope!!"
Salan didn't speak, but gently scratched the frozen tabletop with his nails.
"But why would the Pope do this?"
"Because he found that neither of us was under his control, and everything he worked so hard for gradually turned into a threat to his existence." Salan said lightly, "He gave me the name of Salan, and then he gave me the name Salan." The girl is praised as a saint. In the end, people only worship at my feet, and Ye Xinxia seems to have seen through his manipulation."
"The Pope didn't think of Yizhi's resurrection, right?"
"Well, she has always liked making oriole. But she came back to life just in time. I will save her for my last delicious dish."
"What about the Pope? Since he wants to deal with you"
"The two bishop's stones are already in my hands, and the bloodstone contract can no longer threaten me. I think he will show his kindness to me next, saying that I will be the person he is most satisfied with among the seven bishops, implying I will take over his position," Salan said.
"The Pope does choose his successor, doesn't he?"
"Huh, he thinks he can live for a thousand years. Even if he is already lying in the coffin, he will still hold his Pope's Bloodstone tightly. He doesn't want anyone to succeed him at all. He just wants to kill everyone. Someone who threatens his status," Salan said.
"So what do we do?"
"He has been the Pope for a long time, but he always lives on his great achievements in the past. But people are forgetful. No matter how terrible and miserable the past things are, they will be forgotten soon," Salan said flatly.
"To bring down the Pope, we still need to work slowly."
"He will show his flaws." Salan looked very patient.
"By the way, when the saint gave a speech a while ago, she seemed to openly admit her relationship with you and swear to be your enemy." The man in the darkness said.
"I'll be looking forward to it."
"You asked me to protect her secretly, but I think there is someone who can do a better job than me." The man in the darkness said.
"Her life or death has nothing to do with me. I just abide by the agreement and ensure that she can live to the age of twenty. Maybe next time, I will let you kill her." Salan said calmly.
"This subordinate can't do it."
"Then I will do it myself. Of course, there is no need to do this now. Let her be a stumbling block to Ilyssa."
"Where's that devil boy?"
"If you find the opportunity, you must leave no one alive. Disaster!"
"Haha, there are also people who make it difficult for the master to plan."
Salan couldn't help but froze when he heard the words from the man in the darkness.
Isn't everyone's life and death in their own plan? Whoever is allowed to live has the value of his life. Whoever is allowed to die is his time to die. Why is this Mo Fan not among them?
Perhaps, it is precisely because I had ten thousand ways to kill Mo Fan in the past that in the end he not only became a thorn in my side, but also gradually became difficult to deal with and difficult to kill, and this feeling became more and more difficult as time went by. The stronger.
"This guy's strength has improved so horribly that we don't even know what kind of amazing power he will unleash next time we meet. We can't keep him!" Salan replied.
"That's what you said. We must deal with him before he enters the super level." The man in the darkness said.
