Versatile Mage

"Escape is impossible!"

In the room, the rough, muddy voice passed over, with a deep irony.

Mo Fan twisted the past and found that the black-faced man had no idea when he stood in the yard, behind him, the younger brother with the black headscarf, and the Golden Retriever brothers.

When the four people went to the yard, they showed a bad smell. Obviously, from the beginning, they did not intend to live here.

"It’s really a big deal. I’m counting... From Xifu Street to here, how can I have a road of one or two kilometers? Is it like you are crawling back all the way back here, is it too? Awesome, or I am too light!" said the man in a black headscarf.

"Fast escape, they... they are the guild guild." Xia Bo said with great strength.

Mo Fan glanced at Xia Bai, who was covered in blood, and took another look at the four evil-faced members. The beginning and end of the matter was roughly understood.

"You idiot, first go to heal, sprint to what to do here, how about the guild guild, have told you, we are very strong magicians, there are not many people in the world who are our opponents!!" Zhao Manyan squatted down with some angry martyrdom.

The blood is still flowing, and Xia Bai's eyes are hard to shake.

Finally, when the eyes reached the limit, his body seemed to be the clip without the fulcrum, and fell directly to the support of the three.

"The next time I did a clean and neat point, I almost let him survive, idiot." Black-faced man shouted.

"Know it, then how do these three people deal with it?" asked the black-headed man.

The black-faced man took a few steps forward. He stared at Mo Fan and showed the same smile as before: "You made the salad taste very good. For this part, I will give you a comparison. Comfortable way to die. For example, if you three go to the night, you will encounter the cold waves and accidentally drown."

"Trust me, three, this is definitely the most sensible choice. We are very clear about the way this is done. It is really different!" said the black-headed man.

Mo Fan did not go to see these people at all, his eyes always fell on Xia Bai.

Xia Bai's chest position is inserted with a dagger. It seems that the technique is very poor, but it can keep his blood flowing, and the person who makes such a thing is naturally the guy with the black headscarf.

It’s a pity that if you come back a little earlier and can hear the contents of their conversation before the grass pavilion, you can know that they are going to kill Xia Bo tonight, so that they can save Xia Bo’s life.

Everything is hard to predict, but what Mofan can't think of is that Xia Bo climbed back here in order not to let the three of them die.

Knowing that you will die, knowing where you want to climb, is where the murderer is. You can imagine how hard it is by closing your eyes.

"You can escape by yourself, really." Mo Fan said to Xia Bai, who has no signs of life.

It’s a pity that if Xia Bo knows the strength of the three of them, or believes that the three of them are really killing the giant, it is indeed the world’s top magician, and he does not have to experience such torture.

This poor knife is actually fatal. Ordinary people can only lie on the ground and bleed to death. Xia Bo has a strong desire to survive. If he climbs in the direction of the city, he is definitely hopeful to be saved.

I chose this wild road with no one, but I climbed so far. The three of them and Xia Bai were actually met with each other. From the beginning, they didn’t think that he was a good person. They were stabbed in the chest and didn’t die for the first time. So, put all your thoughts on how to save yourself?

"He will hold back a little more, although it is impossible to survive, but at least we can know that the three of us will be good." Mu Bai said with a low voice.

Xia Bo is working hard, including his own life, not to let the three of them escape. But at the last moment of his death, the four people who came to see the Lang Lang Association came out. He probably thought that Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan. Mu Bai will also end up with him. In fact, as long as he stays for a while, he can pay attention to it.

"Come on, don't waste our precious time." The black-faced man said.

"Tell you two things." Mo Fan stood up and turned to face the black-faced man.

"I am very interested to listen." said the black-faced man.

"You ate three sets of fruit salad. The salad dressing was painted with the scorpion in the stable. The taste should be really unique. I told you the recipe, but unfortunately you have no chance to eat it in the future." Mo Fan on the black face The man said.

The smile on the black-faced man’s face suddenly solidified. He looked back at the stables that were not far away. On the dirt and feces outside the stables, there were really a few white cockroaches crawling, which made the black face The muscles on the man's face began to twitch.

"It seems that you have no chance to choose to die, and say your second thing." The black-faced man said.

"The second thing, I will choose a method of death for you. Why do you want to kill Xia Bai? I am too lazy to interrogate this matter from your mouth. I just want to watch you die." Mo Fan went on to black. The face man said.

If you choose to die, that is the case when the power is absolutely crushed, if you hear the first thing that Mofan said, the black-faced man has already laughed.

A few Asians who work as a handyman at the hotel actually say this, really, when the world's high-ranking, super-level masters go everywhere!

"Kid, do you know who we are?" said the black-faced man.

"The Lang Lang Association." Mo Fan said.

"We are the black guild of the guild guild. The pirates, merchants, and traffickers like the miscellaneous fish are not a level. I know that you have a little magical atmosphere, but you have not learned a few initial skills to make a fire. You can call the magician, the real magic..." The black-faced man said, suddenly something was violently popping up next to him.

“嘣!!!!”

The black-faced man’s words are half-finished, and a thick salad-like sauce is applied to him, except that they are all red.

The **** smell is so disgusting, the black-faced man turns around, but his face is unbelievable! !

The black hooded younger brother, just the black hooded younger brother who was standing next to him, the others actually burst open! !

The broken sternum, the smashed arm, the head that turned into the slag... The slightly intact one has only a pair of legs to the knee position, but the same blood!

died? ?

Did you die like no signs? ?