The Third Thousand One Hundred and Eighty Chapters Come to Redeem Mo Fan

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The rain fell without warning. From the first few drops of dew on the reeds by the wild creek, the entire western foothills of the Alps were shrouded in dense rain.

This is an extremely clean autumn rain. There is no moist air mass that permeates the distant mountains, and there is no mist covering the sky. The rain falls from the high and high clouds, and when it hits the ground, it emits a crisp sound. Pleasant sound.

The two holy cities are splendid and resplendent. At this time, it is in this clear rain that they reflect each other. It seems that there is a Pinghu with a clear spirit to the extreme, reflecting the appearance of this ancient and quiet city.

It is also a temple. If people in the reflection holy city look out of the city, they will find that the rainwater is "reversed". From their perspective, those raindrops show another kind of An unseen gesture, like drilling out of the soil and returning to the sky.

Time is walking slowly, and with the change in the holy city, the people in the city also begin to feel anxious.

The residents of the holy city itself are not bad. They have lived in the holy city for so many years. The holy city has never caused the people in the city to suffer at all. They believe in the archangel and the holy city. They even made a deal with the holy city. The attitude of survival and death, a posture of fighting to the end with the evil forces outside.

And those who were not the original residents of the Holy City, those who just admired them, seemed extremely flustered.

Many of them don't know what happened at all, it's like there is some kind of evil spirit outside the city, but everything looks very peaceful, there is no so-called smoke at all, why does the Holy City have such a big enemy now!

The only person who really wants to talk about discord is the person who is hanging in the black stone fall belt. The giant black star is branding his life and soul into the abyss of hell little by little. That person, Is it really the biggest devil in the world? ? ?

It seems that because of him, the holy city has become so tense.

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In the holy city of the earth, some people gradually appeared on the empty first avenue.

Anyone who understands some of the situation knows that a war is imminent, so it is a great risk to come to the Holy City at this time.

But there is no way. There are some important people in the city who don't even know magic, and it is unfortunate to be involved in this magical transformation war.

So one after another, some people will come over to redeem those who have nothing to do with the magic struggle.

"My lord, we are just a group of merchants selling special tea. The chairman of our tea merchant happened to do a business in the holy city. He is an ordinary person, and even a gust of wind might shake him, and he also committed Heart disease, if you can't go back to the doctor in time..." said an Arab businessman.

"Are you affiliated with the Chamber of Commerce Alliance?"

"No, absolutely not... In fact, we don't even have the qualifications to enter the Chamber of Commerce Alliance. We are just some businessmen who sell some private tea products in Europe and Asia, and it's just some people from our own family. The evil Chamber of Commerce Alliance, actually Despise the holy city, despise the gods who give us magic and power, and I spit them as you do!"

"Well, you wait here, we will let the Holy Inquisitor bring people down from above, but it will take some time, and everyone who leaves the Holy City must undergo a strict review, understand, now is an extraordinary period." Teach Moller said.

Since Sharjah was taken away from power, Dean Moeller has been reinstated.

Now he, seeing Mo Fan hanging between the two holy cities like a death row prisoner, let alone how happy he is!

"Is there anyone else to redeem?" Moeller looked out the door.

No one answered.

The time itself is also very short. I believe that many people have not reacted. As for the people from the ten major organizations, it is basically impossible to leave the holy city. Even if they leave, it will either be a corpse or the magic will be completely abolished.

"Yes." Suddenly, a very cold voice sounded.

Moeller's eyes searched, only to find a woman standing at the city gate,

She was wearing a long black silk gown with a looming golden rose on her chest.

She has an excellent figure, slender and tall, but her lines are so soft, with strands of snow-silver stunning hair hidden in her hat, even if the wide robe and hat covers half of her face, she can only see the snow-white Her nose and sexy lips, you can think of her entire face, how alluring it will be!

"Who do you want to redeem?" Moeller hurriedly came back to his senses, coughed, and pretended to be nothing.

"He!" The woman pointed her finger in midair, and said with certainty.

"Who is he, there are a lot of people on it, you have to say his identity and name..." Mohler looked in the direction the woman pointed, and his expression changed a bit when he was halfway through.

"My love, Mo Fan," the woman said.

Mole did not react at first, but when he realized that the woman in front of him wanted to redeem the evil god Mo Fan who was hanging in the air, his mouth slowly opened.

Go...what a joke! !

The entire Holy City may be redeemed, but this is absolutely impossible for Mo Fan, even the head of state!

"Your lover, you are..." Moeller stared at the woman.

At this moment, the woman slowly took off her hat, and all of a sudden a long silver hair fell down, part of it slid to the back along the fragrant shoulders, part of it hung down on the chest, and for a while the extremely beautiful face was in the hair. The scrolling makes it even more suffocating! !

Probably because she lived in the extreme south iceland for a long time, her appearance and temperament were blended together, and she did not get a little dusty at all, an elves born in the snow country...

"I'm Mu Ningxue."

Mu Ningxue said to the Moeller layoff.

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind came from the other end of the long bridge, passed through Mu Ningxue's robe and silver hair, passed through the gate of this holy city, and also passed through the long and wide holy city. One avenue!

Mole Instructor, and the dozens of Holy Inquisitors guarding the city gate, their faces were shocked. When they were about to "draw their swords" to besiege Mu Ningxue who had thrown himself into the net, their bodies could not move... …

This inability to move at first only felt that the muscles were stiff and stiff, but soon they felt that their blood seemed to have coagulated, and the bones and joints could not twist half a minute.

In the end, even the facial expressions were completely frozen.

In the moment when Mu Ningxue reported the name, the Mole priests and priests who were guarding the city gate all turned into specimens, and the inconceivable and frightening colors of their eyes did not fade away! !

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