Chapter 122 Escorting the Villagers

Su Xiaoluo quickly explained: "You are his friend, great, I found him outside the village, he was seriously injured at the time, I saved him, and he seems to have no memory of anything.

Zhang Xiaohou also looked at Mo Fan, his eyes full of confusion.

"Do you know him?" Su Xiaoluo was delighted and said to Mo Fan hurriedly.

"The monkey should have lost his memory, now he should leave here, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Han Lan said.

"It's good that he is not dead, it's good that you are not dead!" Mo Fan patted him and took a deep breath.

Han Lan walked over, patted Zhang Xiaohou's shoulder and put it on it.

Then he tried to summon the advanced wind giant king lizard shadow-eating soldier of the general level.

"Huh? !"

However, the response of the wind giant dead lizard shadow-eating soldier came from a very far place. Han Lan turned his head and looked in that direction. That direction was - the ancient capital.

"Monkey, why are you so stupid? I gave you the trump card to save your life." Han Lan scolded slightly.

"Brother Han, what's wrong?" Mo Fan asked with some confusion.

"I sent a warrior-level advanced wind giant lizard shadow-eating soldier to hide in the shadow of the little monkey to protect him. I didn't expect that this stupid boy actually left the chance of escape to his teammates." Han Lan explained to several people.

"What? !"

The people present were a little shocked, and then looked at Zhang Xiaohou with a dull expression with complicated eyes.

"I just checked it out. They may have encountered a commander-level undead or a high-level mage on the way. Of course, the biggest possibility is that they encountered the evil abyss." Han Lan thought for a moment and said.

"What is the evil abyss? "Mo Fan asked in a naive way.

"Shayuan is a hell furnace, or a pit of thousands of corpses. To put it bluntly, once this thing appears in the land of the dead, at least a purple alert must be sounded, and super-class mages must be on high alert. To put it more seriously, even forbidden spell mages may die in this hell furnace." Han Lan said with a serious expression.

"Monkey, do you still remember me? It's not worth it for you to be injured. Why don't you know how to protect yourself?" Mo Fan patted Zhang Xiaohou's back and kept talking.

Zhang Xiaohou, who had a dull expression, suddenly had tears in his eyes.

"Xiaohou, do you remember me? I am your elder brother Mo Fan." Seeing this, Mo Fan thought that Zhang Xiaohou remembered him, and hurriedly opened his mouth to talk about the bits and pieces of the past between the two.

"Okay Mo Fan, we can't rush into things like restoring memories. Let's go back to the ancient capital first and then make a long-term plan. "Han Lan advised.

Han Lan knew that Zhang Xiaohou's amnesia was caused by the Black Dragon Pavilion's forgetful insect method, but he remembered it later. In order to eradicate the Black Dragon Pavilion, a big cancer from the ancient capital, he chose to act crazy and pretend that he was still in a state of amnesia.

But his brother Mo Fan came all the way to find him, and Zhang Xiaohou was still stimulated and awakened a little memory.

"Monkey, come, Brother Fan will take you back." Mo Fan said solemnly.

"Okay." Zhang Xiaohou's tone was still a little stiff, and he squeezed out the word from his teeth with difficulty.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohou's matter had come to an end, Han Lan turned his head and looked at the strong man Fang Youmiao not far away, and said: "Zhuangnan, go and notify the villagers here, we can escort them back to the ancient capital, and let them pack up and leave here quickly. "

The strong man nodded to show that he understood, and then hurried to discuss the matter with the village chief of Hua Village.

But in the end, three-quarters of the villagers decided to stay. They firmly believed that the village's sacred well would protect them, and they said they would hide in the well to survive this disaster.

"Listen to me, this boss is called Han Lan, he is a high-level magician, he will protect us, and it is safest to go to the ancient capital now." The strong man was still persuading the villagers earnestly.

"Young seedlings, don't lie to us, just these few young men, can they still protect us?" An aunt said doubtfully.

"That's right, brother Hongjun and the village chief are also magicians, and the village chief, who is a mid-level magician, dare not boast of this." Several young people joined together and shouted.

Everyone questioned, and Han Lan was too lazy to explain. Sometimes, no matter how long the speech was, it was not as good as showing off the muscles appropriately.

"Silent Thunder Death Light-Thunder Arm! ! "

A round of lavender lightning spread out in an arc like a python, forming a lightning electric field with Han Lan as the center.

Then he swung his lightning arm fist towards the back mountain of the village!

"Bang! ! "

The upper part of the 100-meter-high hill was flattened, and countless rubbles flew everywhere. In the eyes of the villagers of Weiju Village, it was like the scene of Thor's wrath.

The power of high-level magic was something that these ordinary villagers had never seen in their lives. Their attitudes changed drastically, and they surrounded Han Lan and praised him.

Now everyone in the village believed that Han Lan had the ability to escort them to the ancient capital, and even some stubborn old wall lamps were willing to evacuate together.

After everyone packed up their things, they followed Han Lan to the ancient capital. Ye Meng'e and two followers also said goodbye. After all, they had their own things to do and would not get involved in escorting villagers.

Han Lan asked Mo Fan and others to take a dozen of the general-level giant lizards to go ahead, while he stayed in Hua Village.

Although everyone was somewhat curious about why he stayed here, they silently shut their mouths when they saw more than a dozen 40-meter-long shadow creatures escorting them closely along the way.

After leading everyone away, Han Lan took out a bunch of clean containers that had been prepared long ago from the small world and pumped out all the water in the well.

Part of the water source in the Huacun well has the same effect as the Di Sheng Spring in Bocheng. Its effect can be used to restrain the upgraded version of the violent spring made by the Black Dragon Pavilion - the Nine Nether Dew.

The effect of this Nine Nether Dew is very simple, which is to allow undead creatures to move freely during the day without relying on substances such as dead air.

The reason why the other six dangerous villages outside the ancient capital Anjie were slaughtered was because the Black Dragon Pavilion had set its sights on their well water to make the Nine Nether Dew.

Han Lan took away all the water from the Kunjing Well, and then used several consecutive "Instant Move-Jump" to catch up with Mo Fan and others.

The journey was smooth. Even though there were hundreds of villagers who needed to be escorted, under the command of Han Lan's high-level cultivation, the vampire sisters Liu Xian continued to use shadow magic to strangle the approaching undead.

More than a dozen warlord-level giant lizards were divided into pocket formations on both sides to protect this group of ordinary villagers.

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