"More than three hours is still too little. Have you called for support?" Mo Yingge came to the pavilion and said.
Han Ji and Lu Huan saw her and smiled reluctantly. Han Ji replied: "The request for help has been sent out long ago, but not many people will come at this time. It will be difficult for the Ministry of Health to allocate more personnel, but the Forbidden City has sent people. How many of the Fourth Guards are coming, which will solve our urgent need."
"The top priority is to evacuate people from the city. How many people can be evacuated in three hours?" Mo Yingge said, looking around, and seemed to remember something, and asked: "Hey, where are Zhumeng and the others? Where did they go? "
"There are too many people in the inner city. We are already arranging the vehicles and will soon clear the roads to send some people out. Lu Huan, you control the neutral zone and ensure their safety. The Imperial Guard Mage will also escort them out along the way." Han Ji said, but he still took Mo Yinge to the other side to tell Zhu Meng the truth about their whereabouts.
"What? They are all under house arrest!" Mo Yinge was stunned when he heard about Han Ji's plan, "Salang. The lives of twelve super mages are worth a million people."
"It's hard to measure whether it's worth it for them, right? Actually, I don't know, but I have to do it!"
If there is really no way, it is really a helpless move, there is no choice, there is really no choice!
"How could this happen?" Mo Yingge muttered to himself.
"If we find the Great Deacon Hujin, who is Salang's right-hand man, then he must know who the real Salang is." Zhang Xiaohou suddenly said.
"Yes, but we don't have time to look for it anymore." Han Ji nodded.
"I heard the voice of the great deacon Hujin, and I am sure it must be someone I have been in contact with, or even someone I am familiar with, but why can't I remember who it is?" Zhang Xiaohou was extremely distressed and regretful. If If he could remember who that Archdeacon Hujin was earlier, he might be able to prevent the disaster from changing everything.
"It's not your fault. How about I give you some names and you think about it later? I must know everyone you know." Mo Fan comforted.
"Okay, Brother Fan!" Zhang Xiaohou said seriously.
Mo Fan casually mentioned Deng Kai and Lin Yuxin, starting with the more powerful ones with some status. The magician also mentioned a few, but Zhang Xiaohou shook his head and rejected them all.
"Where are the Mu family members? When Mo Fan challenged before, the Black Church showed up and rescued Yu Ang. The old guy Mu Zhuoyun doesn't look like him either. Who else is there? The second-in-command Mu He?" Yingge also said something.
As soon as he heard the name "Mu He", Zhang Xiaohou trembled violently all over, and then his head felt an almost bursting pain.
Han Ji's eyes flashed, and he saw Zhang Xiaohou suddenly in extreme pain, with a look of shock on his face. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore off his sleeves!
In an instant, a black centipede-like mark lay on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if embedded in the flesh, looking extremely ferocious.
"Forget the insects!!"
Han Ji exclaimed!
Mo Yingge and Mo Fan were stunned for a moment. There was such a black centipede in Zhang Xiaohou's body, and they didn't notice it at all. This black centipede had been lurking for who knows how long. It was already as thick as a thumb. Such a thing would appear in people's eyes. What a terrible thing the body is!
Zhang Xiaohou looked in great pain, biting his lips with blood stains. At this time, Han Ji's body glowed with a milky white light, and a healing elf butterfly with extremely plump wings could be seen dancing on his old fingertips. With a gentle move from Han Ji, the healing elf butterfly floated into Zhang Xiaohou's body and collided with the astonishing black centipede.
Zhang Xiaohou's skin became almost transparent, and a poisonous line like worm thread extended from his wrist to his shoulder, then to the back of his neck, and finally sank into the back of his head...
"It turned out to be Wang Chong. No wonder he couldn't remember what happened at that time, nor could he remember who that person was. This Wang Chong is a kind of psychic insect that can eat important memories deep in people's hearts. Now he Thinking of everything that happened, it means that his death has come!" Han Ji said in a deep voice.
Zhang Xiaohou was in extreme pain. He was covered in cold sweat and his veins were about to burst out of his skin.
The most terrifying thing is that the centipede-like oblivion seemed to know that its life was in danger. The healing elf queen it killed had crawled along the black silk thread and directly reached the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head!
"This forgetful insect has taken shape, and it is very difficult to kill it. It seems that he not only heard the voice of Archdeacon Hujin, but even knew their conspiracy, but he couldn't remember it at all. The only thing that he remembered was a little sound. ." Han Ji continued.
Mo Yingge and Mo Fan felt their hearts tightening when they saw Zhang Xiaohou in such pain.
"Mu He! It's Mu He!!!" Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, almost roared from his throat, "And... and..."
"Stop, or your life will be lost!!" Han Ji yelled.
Zhang Xiaohou's memories are pouring in, but this also means that his death is coming!
"boom!!"
Suddenly, Mo Yingge took action and struck Zhang Xiaohou on the back of the neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.
Zhang Xiaohou fainted and naturally stopped searching for memories. The terrible black and blue toxins all over the blood vessels in his body finally stopped and slowly fell silent.
His body was pale and there was no trace of blood on his face. The moment Mo Yingge saw Wang Chong appeared, he couldn't help but take a breath.
Amnesia is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you think you have remembered everything. The real amnesia is that the experience that has been erased in your life has disappeared. Even if it disappears, you have no way of noticing it!
"Fortunately, President, you are here, otherwise Xiaohou might not be able to survive!" Mo Yingge thanked Han Ji.
"It's just a piece of cake, but I didn't expect the people from the Black Church to be so vicious!" Han Ji said.
"Mo Fan, please take care of Xiaohou." Mo Yinge handed Zhang Xiaohou to Mo Fan, and then said in a deep voice: "Since Mu He is the great deacon of Hujin, if you find him, you can find Salang!"
This is a fact that is horrifying to think about carefully. You must know that Mu He has always been a director of Tianlan Magic High School. All of them are familiar with it, not to mention that their family originally served the Mu family. Old Mo I even drove for Mu He!
"But at this time, it should be giving orders on behalf of Salan. Even if you have a way, you can't lure it out."
Han Ji knew very well that the Black Holy See must be planning something earth-shattering, but now that it was interrupted by twists and turns, it was even less likely that the idea would be missed again.
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
