Yang Qiao's neck is very thin and feels quite comfortable. Go online if you like.
However, Mo Fan relied on the brute strength of a high-level mage to force hard on the woman's thin neck and broke it with a click!
Yang Qiao didn't even react, with a look of fear and confusion on his face. As a result, his head tilted to one side, and his body suddenly fell limply to the ground.
Yang Qiao fell next to the young man. The young man thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that a hunter stepped forward to save him, and he cried with joy.
"Can you stand up?" Mo Fan asked.
"I can... I can!" The young man was stronger than he thought. He slowly got up and stared at the corpses of his family members next to him, with tears all over his face again.
When he turned his gaze to the woman Yang Qiao who fell on the ground, his eyes were filled with unquenchable anger. He wanted to peel off her skin and eat her alive!
"Don't worry, I will help you avenge your family, and I will not let go of the two people before. However, I hope you understand your situation and understand that your family is dead, but you still have to live well. Now try to calm down, put this woman's coat on yourself, and then slowly leave here 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 young man said with tears in his eyes.
Mo Fan shook his head and said: "Death is death. If you take them with you, it will only kill you. Do as I say and act as if this has never happened. I will use my reputation as a hunter to ensure that I will not harm your family." None of these bastards will survive in this world."
The young man wiped away 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, you understand, it's not in vain for me to take the risk to save you." Mo Fan patted the boy's blood-stained hair.
The young man stood up and took off his coat from the vicious woman. In fact, his figure was about the same as that of the woman. With the long coat on his body, he would not be recognized unless he came closer at night.
The coat also covered the injuries on the boy's body. The boy stood up as straight as possible and walked step by step towards the direction of the light.
Mo Fan told him not to tell anyone in the main building, because until the poisonous crisis was resolved, people from the Black Church must not be openly touched.
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Mo Fan picked up the medicine bottle of the woman just now and cleaned up the other corpses including Yang Qiao, leaving no trace.
Mo Fan didn't know if this woman's death here would be discovered by the higher-level personnel of the Black Church. It was really difficult for him to hide in the tree canopy and watch in the situation just now.
After dealing with these, Mo Fan followed the direction of the gray-clothed priest.
A black-clothed cultist only has 500,000 yuan, which is not even enough to buy a snack for his daughter, Little Flame Fairy. He still has to get the bulk from the grey-clothed cultist. Mo Fan plans to follow that person first and act according to the situation!
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"Yang Qiao hasn't dealt with it clearly yet?" Gray-clothed priest Lu Geng asked.
"I saw her going to the main building. She should have been dealt with." Another black-clad cultist said. This person has a pair of eye-catching big buck teeth and is a fighter among ugly people!
"Oh, that's fine, go there and monitor the movements of the Jin Zhan Hunter Group. Speaking of which, aren't the things at the Archpriest's place ready yet? If we wait any longer, the rescue team might come and kill a few hundred of them. People, it’s not enough!” Gray-clothed priest Lu Geng asked.
"It should be fine soon. Just wait and listen to the screams... By the way, Mr. Priest, I heard that there is an intern beside Mr. Deacon. I wonder which one is so lucky to win the favor of Mr. Deacon?" The buck-toothed cultist in black asked with some envy.
"A pure newcomer, I don't know why I fell in love with him." Gray-clothed priest Lu Geng said.
"Just now, I passed by the Curse Pond and found a half-dead woman soaked there, her hair was all soaked. Is that the deacon's new slave?" asked the buck-toothed black-clad cultist.
"How could the deacon cultivate the black beast? It's probably for the newcomer, but the ceremony hasn't been completed yet, so just leave it there for a while." Gray-clothed priest Lu Geng said.
"It took me a long time to get a black beast...sigh."
"You mean, if you follow me, Lu Geng, there will be no future!" the gray-clothed priest said angrily.
"Don't dare, don't dare!"
"It just so happens that there is no one guarding the Curse Pond, so you can go there tonight!" The gray-clothed priest said coldly.
"Yes...yes." The buck-toothed cultist in black was covered in cold sweat.
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The conversation between the two was completely overheard by Mo Fan. After realizing that there was some danger in the place where the gray-clothed priest walked, Mo Fan stopped following him.
"The Cursed Pond, I'm afraid it's a place used to refine the black beast, right?" Mo Fan guessed.
"There is no one guarding there, and I guess not many people from the Black Church go there. It's okay to get rid of this ugly believer by the way."
Mo Fan had a plan in mind and quietly followed the frightened cultist.
The cultist walked to a relatively remote place and took a detour that made Mo Fan almost forget the way back. Finally, he pushed open a stone door in the corner. As soon as the door opened, the extremely stinky smell came out.
The buck-toothed cultists were cursing there. Guarding the Cursed Pond was the dirtiest and most tiring job. Who didn’t know that those living people who had offended the Black Church were thrown into it to ferment...
Before Mo Fan entered, he checked the surrounding environment to make sure there were no other members of the Black Church and no monitoring equipment.
He was actually standing less than two meters behind the big buck-toothed black cultist. The dim firelight stretched the figure of the cultist, allowing Mo Fan to easily hide in his shadow. When he moved, Mo Fan Follow the move.
"help me……"
In the black pool, a voice of extreme pain came out.
Mo Fan remembered that the buck-toothed black-clad cultist said that the person soaking in the pool was a woman, but from the person's peeling skin, lost hair, and entire body that was severely cursed by decay, it was impossible to tell. This is a woman! !
Her voice was hoarse, and she looked like a human being, like a skinless ghost!
This scene reminded Mo Fan of Xu Zhaoting.
If the Black Beast was born like this, it means that Xu Zhaoting also suffered from this kind of torture! ! !
This made the anger in Mo Fan's heart suddenly burn! !
The cruelty of the Black Church cannot be described in words. What method did that madman Salan use to dehumanize a person who grew up in such a civilized society and turn him into such a vicious and cold-blooded person? The evil spirit?
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