46-Tryv's Secret

46¬-Terv's Secret

Seeing Mo Fan fall into the Jedi in order to save herself, Lan Xi's heart was desolate. After losing the last life-saving straw, the first thing she thought of in despair was suicide. Perhaps only death was her final destination at this moment.

However, Lanxi ignored the existence of Cruise. Before she was ready to take action, the old man with the wrong shoe face immediately took action and easily controlled her consciousness with a move of primary spiritual magic.

"Bastard! You will go to hell." Lanxi, who was controlled, was in a trance and struggled to cut down the dagger between his necks.

What about hell? Ha ha..." Cruz shook his head with a sneer, staring at Lanxi's beautiful face like a cat holding a mouse, and the saliva slipping from his mouth was disgusting.

You should know that the holy magician Cruise has been tracking Lanxi for so long, not only to complete the task of the mysterious president behind him, but also to satisfy the long-standing evil desire in his heart and press this petite and noble person under his body.

If Lanxi commits suicide at this last moment, then Cruise, the holy magician, will be in vain, then he can find a wall and kill him casually, so as not to waste the food of the world.

"Bastard, you won't have a good end..." While drowsy, Lan Xi, who was almost unconscious, wanted to say something more, but before she finished speaking, she lost consciousness and involuntarily fell to the ground. Obviously, the weak woman who has no power to bind chickens still can't stand the spiritual pressure of Cruise.

"Hmm, I don't know what's alive or dead, I will immediately make you kneel on the ground and experience my strength." Cruz sneered with disdain and walked slowly towards Lanxi, regardless of the frightened eyes of the onlookers around him, picked her up like a chicken, and then swaggered towards Locke City.

Cruise carried Princess Lanxi to the gate of Locke Kingdom. The soldiers in charge of defending the city did not stop him. Even when they saw Cruise, their faces showed flattering expressions. Obviously, this shoe-pull-faced old man wrapped in a layer of bark has a deep intersection with the Locke Kingdom.

Cruce swaggered into the Rock City and disappeared. The passers-by who were stunned and shocked woke up one after another, and then spontaneously headed for the gate. As for Mo Fan, a chivalrous passer-by, no one cares whether he was alive or not. They are just ordinary gold miners, but they have no obligation to collect corpses for others.

It's getting dark, and passers-by gathered on the official road outside Locke King City with their dreams of panning have also entered the King City for a long time. Only Triv, who had previously received Mofan's favor, still held the child and still stubbornly stayed outside Locke City.

In front of Triv, a low new tomb bag with a fishy smell stood alone on the right side of the official road. Obviously, this new tomb is the place where she temporarily built the soul to restrain Mo Fan's body.

Looking at the small dirt bag in front of her, Triv, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but remember again that Mo Fan almost died at the hands of a thief in order not long ago in order to save his child. The tears that she finally stopped couldn't help rolling down again.

At this moment, Triv can't figure out why a good man with a chivalrous heart will end up so miserably in the end. Is this what the predecessor said, 'Good people don't live long and will ruin thousands of years'? Or is that curse against your child true?

"Oh, my God! You should open your eyes and have a look! If Tianli is really not here, why should I avoid it? Triv couldn't help roaring, and as for the little thoughts in her heart, she would not know anything except the so-called senior in her impression.

Just as Triv lamented the injustice, the air not far behind her suddenly shook irregularly, forming waves-like ripples, and then a mysterious man who wrapped his whole body in a black robe slowly came out of the ripples and stood silently behind Triv.

After the space door dissipated for a long time, the mysterious man who suddenly appeared finally said slowly: "In the past six months, you and son have also experienced a lot of things, so let me ask you for the last time, have you thought about it?"

When you are alone, if there are old and profound words suddenly coming from behind you, no matter how bold you are, you will be shocked. But at this moment, Triv did not show any panic and uneasiness, but quietly stared at the grave bag in front of her.

"My benefactor, what should I do?" Triv muttered to herself until she inadvertently glanced at the pocket cross knife taken from Mo Fan, and the originally depressed woman's spirit was immediately refreshed. What should come is unavoidable after all.

"Thank you, my benefactor. I know what to do." Triv kowtowed three times to Mo Fan's grave with the child in her arms, then got up from the ground and turned to the mysterious man without saying a word.

Seeing Triv walking towards him with the child in his arms, the mysterious man hidden in the black robe nodded happily and stopped talking nonsense. With a wave of his hands, the dissipated ripples were revealed again, and a space door about three meters wide appeared again.

Triv walked to the door of the space and suddenly stopped, turned her head and stared at the old man in black robe, and said word by word, "Wang Tianshi, my concubine Hu can agree to your request, but you must let my son kill the sinner who killed my mother and son."

"Yes!" The old man in black nodded and stepped into the whirlpool-like space door without looking back.

After getting a positive reply, Hu Lifei, the young woman disguised Trifu, walked in with Wang Tianshi without hesitation. After her figure completely disappeared, the space door with bursts of water waves quickly disappeared. Under the lonely night sky, the empty official road also regained calm again.

At this time, the grave bag that buried Mo Fan's 'body' suddenly changed. About five minutes before and after, a fleshless, white-boned arm rushed out of the thick loess and shocked the vulture that was biting the bodies not far away.

"Kong..." The frightened vulture hovered in the sky, and the harsh noise continued to resound on the dark official road, which was particularly permeating.

After some efforts, Mo Fan, who was buried in thick soil, finally managed to get out of it, but when he came out of the loess, his miserable appearance looked very ferocious and horrible. If a passer-by passes by at this moment, he will definitely be scared to death.

Mo Fan, who drilled out of the loess, has long had no trace of flesh and blood all over his body. The body, which should have been covered with flesh and blood, was replaced by a thin white skeleton, emitting strange ghosts and horrible colors under the bright moonlight.

"Wow, it's really uncomfortable to sleep in the cemetery!" Mo Fan shook his head subconsciously, but the skull that lost its skin made a crisp "squeak" sound. It was not until then that he suddenly remembered that his current appearance was completely different from before.

"Jon, don't you have a better way?" Looking down at the weak white bone body, Mo Fan couldn't help but look like a broken egg. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with his current white bone state.

"You boy will be satisfied if you can survive! Beware of being punished by God!" Jon, who is parasitized in Mo Fan's consciousness space, said this with spirit, but he still couldn't hide his current weakness.

Just now, when Mo Fan was hit by Cruise Thunder, causing his soul to suffer a heavy blow and almost dispersed soul, if Jon hadn't rescued him in time, Mo Fan would not have been in the current white bone state at this moment. He would definitely have lost his soul, and even no hair would have left.

For this reason, Jon has lost nearly a hundred years of spiritual cultivation, but even if he paid such a heavy price, he can only keep Mo Fan's soul from dissipating, allowing him to survive on the white skeleton that has been wrapped in blood. And the body that lost its spiritual maintenance was also annihilated by the wind during that time.

Mo Fan is naturally very clear about the dangerous situation he has just experienced. At that critical moment, if Jon hadn't dared to take action at the cost of a hundred years of spiritual power, output spiritual power in time to display spiritual shields, and desperately protected his soul that was about to fly away, then he would not have become a skeleton now.

Mo Fan is naturally very grateful to Jon, who risked his life to save him at a critical moment. It is rare that he did not continue to hit someone, but said seriously from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you. I will remember this kindness. You can rest assured that I will repay you well in the future."

"It's okay to repay me, as long as you don't give up." Jon shook his head weakly and said worriedly, "There is still a long way ahead of you. I can't help you again and again, so how far you can go depends on your own efforts."

"I will. I will definitely find today's venue." Mo Fan gritted his teeth and said that the obscene image of the old man with a shoe-pulled face had been deeply engraved in his heart. If you meet that obscene old man again, you must smash it to pieces to relieve your hatred.

"Well, if you really want to talk about this today, it's my fault that I didn't remind you in time."

"What? Do you know that guy? Mo Fan was very surprised.

"I don't know him, but I'm very familiar with his attack methods." Jon sighed deeply and said with fear, "For good thing, the old guy didn't pay attention to you just now, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"What technique?" Mo Fan was stunned for a moment. The old man Cruz didn't seem to be simple! It must be very easy for this old man to show Jon's fearful appearance.

"The young man who hit you hard just now practiced spiritual magic." Jon thought about it seriously before saying seriously, "If I guess correctly, his personal cultivation has reached the top level, and he is definitely a very troublesome enemy."

"What about Zhiqiang?" As the saying goes, those who don't know are fearless. Mo Fan snorted coldly with a disdainful face: "I'm just not as good as him now. If I wait for my cultivation to reach the strongest in time, it will be the death of his Cruz."