Since the mysterious white man has come, it is impossible to do nothing.

Mo Fan believes that he must have some countermeasures!

"What else are you planning? Let's leave quickly. Do you think we can resist the Pyramid of Hufu and have a great dream? Although I also want to be a hero, we are just a mantis chariot now!" Zhao Manyan said.

Hearing Zhao Manyan yelling like this, Mo Fan was not upset. He looked at Zhao Manyan and said, "Old Zhao, calm down."

"Calm down, it's your own words. We will do our best, even if the result is bad, we won't regret it. Now we are doing all our best, can we resist the rest? The entire northern military will not come to compete and ask us to come... Didn't you hear the prophet say it? The superior has already issued a order to give up. Then why are we still here not fools??" Zhao Manyan roared.

"Old Zhao, you should listen to the prophet's plan first. When you think he is a lunatic, it will not be too late for you to turn around and leave." Mo Fan said.

"Okay, okay, I want to see what broken plans you can make. In the face of absolute power, no plan is meaningless. Anyway, I will leave after hearing it. If you don't leave, I will traumatize you and drag you away!" Zhao Manyan said angrily.

"Can you beat me?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Do you care!!!"

...

The mysterious white people looked at him when they saw the house. He also understood everyone's mood at this moment. They did not go crazy or collapse, which means that the people present had a very high psychological endurance.

"First of all, the appearance of the Khufu pyramid is a fact, and we cannot change it. Mo Fan just stated that the Nether Frog appears not only in one place. Unless we can grasp the whereabouts of all the Black Holy See executive deacons and destroy them all, the Nether Frog will still appear, and the Khufu pyramid will definitely come over." said the white man from the Mysterious Society.

"Secondly, the strength of the Black Holy See should be better than the strength we have now." said the white man from the Mystery Society.

Zhao Manyan was about to speak, but Mo Fan glared at him, and he forced himself to stop spraying or scolding.

"Everything is true and cannot be changed. The plan of the Archbishop Leng Jue in Cardinal was just as long as he prepared. He didn't even care that we would know what he was going to do first, because he had the confidence that none of us could stop him. We have to admit that this is a devil who is not inferior to Salang. Unfortunately, our country has become a victim of this guy's partake in the same way as Salang..." said the white man from the mysterious meeting.

Leng Jue's plan has been prepared for a long time. When he obtained the core dimension parts from the Temple of Liberty, it was the arrival of the east wind.

He can set coordinates in any country and bring such great destruction to any country, but he chose China...

Half of this is Salang's credit.

"Is it okay to say the key points? What should I do if I say these things?" Zhao Manyan said impatiently.

"Leng Jue, like other archbishops in the cardinal, has his own ideas. His ideas are the power of evil faith. If he holds a grudge against someone, he will not kill this person. He will kill all the people around him who care about him, so as to gain the resentment, anger, and hatred of this person, and he can gain the power of faith from it. Therefore, if Leng Jue has more chess pieces under his hands and his subordinates are spread all over the world like Salang, then the panic caused by this guy is even greater. This guy is a psychopath. Unfortunately, God has given him the ability." The white man in the mysterious meeting ignored Zhao Manyan's irritable temper.

"Is there any clue on Mo Fan? If all this cannot be stopped, then I am willing to kill the Cardinal at all costs, so that he can understand that there must be a price to make trouble in our country!" Ye Hong said indignantly.

"There is progress, but the key has not been touched yet." Mo Fan said.

"Mo Fan, if you don't leave, is it because you want to kill Leng Jue?" Lingling seemed to have learned about Mo Fan's true intention and asked.

Mo Fan opened his mouth and looked surprised on his face.

I didn't expect Lingling to see through herself now.

"Brother Fan, is that true?" Zhang Xiaohou also questioned.

Mo Fan hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Well, the extradition is not here at all. It is impossible for us to find all the members of the Black Holy See. In order not to let us interfere with his plan, Leng divided many people to summon the Nether Frog. It is meaningless for me to destroy one or two, so I want to wait for their grand ceremony to be held - find out the Archbishop Leng Jue in the Robbery!"

"Damn, I should know that once you have to do something, you will definitely get ahead in the end. I went to the national government team and said it was delicious, drink and go around the world, but in the end I became a desperate fight to win glory for the country. This time, I was obviously digging for evidence from the Black Holy See. I dug it out, but it turned out to assassinate the Archbishop of the Red Chamber. Damn, that was the Archbishop of the Five Continents. Other magic associations on five continents had no choice but to assassinate him!" Zhao Manyan couldn't control his emotions again.

"The Archbishop of the Cardinal did nothing, of course no one could do anything to him. He made such a big noise, which means that he himself was also showing off. If he didn't seize the opportunity to destroy him this time, and when he became successful and famous, he would be hidden behind the scenes like Salang, we would never be able to pull him out, so..." Mo Fan said.

"So what, so you have to do such a life-and-death thing. What do you think of yourself? Are you invincible?" Zhao Manyan cursed.

"In a short time, we were trampled on by two archbishops in the same clothes and massacred like a god, destroying the world and destroying the city, and still free and free, and gaining the faith of more people and imitating it. Do we really have a little dignity?" Ye Hong said.

"It's serious to be life-threatening. During the catastrophe of the ancient capital, those hiding in the inner city want you to think like this, be dignified, rush out of the city and fight against the undead, and there is no one living."

"Mo Fan, we really tried our best, let's go. Why do we have to kill Leng Jue? If you kill him, you can't survive." Lingling pulled La Mo Fan's sleeve and whispered.

Mo Fan shook his head and said helplessly, "I don't want to be a hero either. The problem is that sometimes there is no choice. Now I am the closest person to the Archbishop of the Red Clothing Leng Jue. Once I give up, wouldn't it be equivalent to becoming the second accomplice of Salang? You forgot that when facing the maggot and the fake dragon, we chased it to the deep sea and we would destroy it... That's because we know that if we let it go, the consequences will be unimaginable. All the evils it does next will increase a sin in my heart. I tried very hard to make myself a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted person.

People can live more freely, and they won’t let this false sin be suppressed in their hearts. In the end, I find that I can’t do it. If Leng Jue is still alive after this ceremony, then the sins he will commit will be crushed in my heart, if it is someone I don’t know, at most it will be squeezed into my heart. If it hurts the person I care about, such as you. What do you think I will? Do you cry in the corner with you who have lost your vitality and smile and then slowly forget it, or will you rush to the world to find Leng Jue and tear him to pieces?"

Lingling looked at Mo Fan's dark brown eyes and didn't know how to answer him for a long time.

"The Black Holy See has always been by our side. There will be a day when they will hurt you and the others around me. I have the ability to protect each of you, but I cannot be by your side all the time, and I cannot always be so lucky to see the omnipresent conspiracy of the Black Holy See, the disaster of Bocheng, the catastrophe of the ancient capital and the crisis in Beiyuan all make me and the people around me so close to death. Even if I tie you tightly to my side, a powerless catastrophe will come, I am still insignificant..." Mo Fan said.

These words made everyone in the room roll violently!

"This is why I can't turn around and leave now." Mo Fan touched Lingling's head with his hand and a faint smile appeared.

Lingling raised her head and looked at Mo Fan's extremely ugly smile, her eyes were filled with mist!

"Bastards, you are all big bastards, each of them has great truths that cannot be refuted. This is the case with my father, this is the case with my sister, and that is the case with you!" No matter how high Lingling has an IQ, how could she resist such words? She hugged Mo Fan tightly, lost her disguised calmness, and turned into a little girl completely.

Mo Fan smiled. Perhaps it was because there were more such people around him that he had peace.

It is precisely because of more people like this around me that I unknowingly do the same thing as them...

"Brother Fan, if the chief instructor hears what you said, he will definitely be very proud." Zhang Xiaohou was also moved to his heart at this moment.

"Then blame him. I didn't teach us how to be a coward." Mo Fan said.

...

"Mo Fan, if you insist on killing Leng Jue, then we will divide our troops into two groups." The white man from the mysterious meeting said.

"I heard you talk about the plan, but it was on me as I was talking." Mo Fan said.

The older I am, the more I feel it. If I hadn't said such a big call before, to put it bluntly: The bastard Leng Jue dared to touch us, so he would be embarrassed.

"Bin Wei, you are the inheritor of Zhenbei Pass, right?" said the white man from the mysterious meeting.

"Yes." Bin Wei nodded.

"There is an ancient magic line of defense in Beiyuan, which is very long. It may be able to buy time for the evacuation of the people of Beiyuan." The mysterious gray-white man spoke slowly.

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(A full-time mage has always been a very unpopular subject, and many people, including editors, suggested that I change the type. This type is difficult to write and not like the audience. I have been confused, but I have never thought of rejecting it at all. That is because there is an extremely shocking picture in my mind. If I don’t describe it, I think I will regret it for the rest of my life. I also firmly believe that this picture will allow readers to enjoy the visual feast brought by the text. So, I started writing, and there was no trace of retreating writing. This picture cost me more than three million words to slowly lay it out. I think what I want is coming soon~~~~!!!

A few days ago, I accidentally encountered a curse and my mentality exploded. I am sorry for this again.

I will update steadily in the past few days and do my best to write this plot well. Please support me crazy!!)
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