Chapter 634: The Rebel

"Boom~~~~~~~!"

There was another loud bang, and the two black-clothed priests were not spared, and died without a whole body.

Liu Ru, who was fighting with several other cursed monsters, was full of surprise.

Obviously this dark red steel skull is Fang Gu's undead, but if he had sent this skeleton to kill the people in Hua Village before, none of them would have survived. The super cursed beast can be solved with just a few more blows!

Without the pincer attack of the two cursed beasts, Liu Ru's side suddenly became much more relaxed, and the dark red skeleton seemed to be full of enthusiasm. It rushed over after taking that heavy step, and continued to attack those black beasts. To slaughter with the cursed beast...

...

"Phen~~~~~~" Little Flame Fairy Qingling's voice rang in Mo Fan's ear, she was telling Mo Fan's father that the new missiles have been loaded, and they are waiting for the reflection at any time!

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Mo Fan's mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the deaconess who was struggling to cast defensive magic.

High-ranking mage?

I have never seen a high-level mage weaker than her!

What's the use of more defense, as long as it's not high-level defensive magic, the Meteor Fist brought by Little Flame Fairy can wipe her out completely!

When the deaconess saw another brown flame appearing on Mo Fan's body, her whole face twisted together.

She could barely resist the fourth level Fierce Fist, but if it was Mo Fan's Meteor Fist, which was comparable to high-level magic, she would lose a few lives.

Brown and bright red, once these two kinds of flames intertwine, there will be the fourth-level fierce fist of Meteor Fist possessed by Little Flame Fairy.

"Hold... stop!!"

Just when Mo Fan's killing intent was awe-inspiring, a timid voice came out.

"I tell you to stop, or your friend will die!" The voice seemed to be a little bit more determined, and he tightly clenched a dagger-like stabbing tool in his hand.

The dagger rests on Zhang Xiaohou's neck, it is so sharp that it can cut Zhang Xiaohou's skin with just a light touch.

Zhang Xiaohou still had that sluggish look on his face,

Even with the sharp blade on his neck, he didn't seem to have much reaction.

Mo Fan frowned, staring at this person coldly.

"Hong Jun, what are you doing!!" Su Xiaoluo scolded angrily.

The village head, Xie Sang, was also puzzled. He looked at Hong Jun who suddenly attacked Zhang Xiaohou, and hurriedly said, "Hong Jun, the Black Vatican is not a good person, what are you doing?"

"Village Chief, haven't you figured it out yet?" Mo Fan saw it through at a glance, his face full of ridicule.

"Hahahaha, well done, well done, I didn't expect that you, a little gray-clothed cultist, would come in handy at a critical moment, very good, I will support you after I go back, you are better than these few dead How clever are the priests!" The deaconess burst out laughing.

"Hong Jun, how can you do that? We are all people from dangerous villages, we must follow the ancestral precepts..." Su Xiaoluo was also stunned, she never thought that Hong Jun was actually a member of the Black Vatican.

However, Hong Junming has been staying in Dangerous Village like everyone else, how could he have contact with the Black Vatican.

"Hmph, don't tell me any ancestral precepts. I'm really a group of people living in primitive tribes. How can idiots like you who chanted ancestral precepts all day long know the beauty of the outside world. But because of you old antiques, I was born In a shabby place like yours, let me be a sorcerer but I can't even lift my head in front of my classmates!" Hong Jun roared.

"Three years... You have only been away from the village for three years, how did you become like this in three years?"

"In the second month after leaving Dangerous Village, I don't want to go back for the rest of my life. If it weren't for the order from above, you really thought I would go back to the village. What is there in the village, except for the ancestral training, is a bunch of stupid things doing cheap farm work It's been like this all my life, and it's because the god of the well is not allowed to leave the village? It's all bullshit!" Hong Jun literally spit out all the resentment he had accumulated towards the village for a long time, with a hideous face like a ghost.

"Then...then you don't need to join the Black Vatican, I don't hesitate to be punished by my ancestors, I don't hesitate to drive away the people in Yangyang Village, and secretly take some water from Kunjing every month, isn't it just to let you in the mage's way?" It will make you walk more smoothly and make you stronger than those who laugh at you..." the village chief Xie Min said with a face full of despair.

"It's too slow, the effect of the Kunjing water on cultivation is too slow, what the Black Vatican gave me is beyond your imagination!" Hong Jun said.

"Don't worry, when you become a priest in black, you can get what you want, money, women, status, respect, whoever dares to laugh at your antique crawling out of the soil, you can turn him into a black animal Demon, become your slave!" The deaconess laughed sharply.

The two flames on Mo Fan's body have not been extinguished. He did not expect that there are members of the Black Vatican in the dangerous village. After all, the people in the dangerous village are isolated from the world, and it is difficult for the Black Vatican to sneak in, even if they do. , and it has no effect on them, but he didn't expect that Hong Jun, who had been away to practice magic for three years, had already been corrupted.

In other words, this person was not reconciled from the beginning, he was a slave of desire from the beginning, and what the Black Holy See gave him was just enough to satisfy him.

"So it's all because of your greed, are you worthy of the dead villagers!" Su Xiaoluo asked angrily.

"A group of people who live like slave farmers, it doesn't matter how much they die, and they talk about how great and sacred the ancestor's precepts are all day long, but in the eyes of outsiders, they are just a joke!!" Hong Jun said.

Xie Sang couldn't say a word anymore. He violated his ancestors and even killed the villagers just to satisfy his son's desire to become a respectable magician. Who knew everything would turn out like this...

Thinking of those villagers who were killed by Fang Gu's revenge, and thinking of this son whom he was extremely unfamiliar with, the village chief Xie Sang was completely depressed, and sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

"Village Chief." At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou's voice came over.

The village head, Xie Sang, raised his head in a daze, not understanding why this fool called him.

"To be honest, I always thought you were from the Black Vatican." Zhang Xiaohou said in a flat tone with a look in his eyes.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of Zhang Xiaohou's words.

But for some reason, he felt that the tone of this silly boy's speech was not so dull...

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry to cause you so much trouble." Zhang Xiaohou ignored Xie Sang, but looked at Mo Fan with a smile on his face.

Mo Fan smiled knowingly.

The Jieyan and Meiyan that had never dissipated on his body became more vigorous and surging all of a sudden, burning the surroundings dazzlingly red.

Damn it or die, does this deaconess really think that she can escape by using this little traitor? ?