Versatile Mage

Only about 30 people in the village are willing to leave, and more of them are young people.

Xie Sang saw that so many people stayed in the village and could not help but sigh.

Su Xiaoluo is still trying to persuade, but those people just urged them to leave quickly.

There is no other way, more than 30 people have to go back to the ancient capital.

Going outside the village, Mo Fan’s heart is secretly strange. The people in the dangerous village should have their own gray garlic effect. For example, the strong man, the battle is so fierce, the number of undead is so many, there is no undead to attack, not a little magic. His.

If this is the case, they should be very safe on the way to the ancient capital. Why is it that the village is out of the village or not in the village?

"I said that the village has a curse. If you stay here, you will die. Let's go." The young man named the dog said.

"Dog, don't be blasphemy." Xie Sang screamed.

"Leaving the village is to abandon the ancestors. You can't live tonight, or stay in the village honestly. We have a well-water **** bless..." A grandmother kept chanting before everyone left.

This chanting, even a few thoughts stubbornly stayed, so the number of people who left was reduced by one point.

Mo Fan can't make any judgment on this matter. He doesn't know whether it is safe to stay in the village, or to hide in the ancient capital is the best policy. He can't make decisions for the people in this village. He can do it. The help is to help Su Xiaolu **** those who are willing to leave the village to the ancient capital. After all, Su Xiaoluo is the savior of his brother.

A group of about 30 people formed a team to leave the village. For Mo Fan, Liu Ru, Fang Miao, and Dwarf, it was the original way back.

The nightmare and his two followers did not stay in Huacun for too long. They were not interested in the escort, and they left early.

After the nightmare left, Mo Fan still had some curiosity in his heart. I don’t know what they are looking for in this chaotic land. What to do...

......

Originally this season is short and long, coupled with the cloudy weather, the dead air is more comfortable.

The more deadly, the more dead, the less the food, the undead need to rely on the death to enhance their own corpse, and this is no different from those who want to do everything to become a stronger creature.

The villagers are physically fit and have traveled a lot during the day.

Everyone is safe during the day, so the mood is more relaxed. After three in the afternoon, a layer of inexplicable haze is overwhelmed and overwhelmed as time goes by.

No one is sure whether they will have the blessing of Jingshui God if they grow up in the well water, and they will not guarantee whether this friend of Zhang Xiaohou is reliable.

"Take this road, you will not go through Yangyang Village." The village chief Xie Sang said to the leading Mo Fan.

“Does this go faster?” Mo Fan glanced at the map and found that if he walked straight, he would pass through Yangyang Village anyway.

"The road is ups and downs, and the map looks short, but it takes a lot of time. Believe me, I don't have much activity in this area." Village chief Xie Sang said.

Mo Fan nodded and continued on as directed by the village chief Xie Sang.

......

As the night gradually came, the villagers apparently trusted the village chief Xie Sang and the mage Hong Jun, and they refused to go to them unconsciously, and they almost hugged the two mages.

There is also a monk around Su Xiaoluo. This girl is obviously very prestigious in the village. Under this kind of migration, everyone unconsciously chooses to believe in the medical woman Su Xiaoluo. Of course, the most important thing is the silly Su Xiaoluo. The strength of the kid is amazing. The undead that attacked the village was destroyed by his two winds.

"Liu Ru, you will protect the children behind the team." Mo Fan said to Liu Ru.

Liu Ru nodded and said: "You are careful."

"Look at the situation first, we have gray garlic, the villagers have the well water to protect, if the undead does not attack us, we also quickly go through."

"understand."

The village chief said that this road is indeed flatter and smoother.

But the night is coming, not far away there have been some general cry of the undead famine, and it makes people feel guilty.

"I said Mofan's big brother, if it was attacked by the undead, we couldn't protect so many people at all." The short man came to Mofan and said in a small voice.

Mo Fan certainly knows, so I can only pray that the so-called blessings of these villagers have not failed.

"It seems... they didn't respond to us." The short man glanced at the undead who had "wake up" early.

"Well." Mo Fan breathed.

Continue to move forward, such a large group of people reasonably said that anger should be very heavy, it is easier to provoke the attack of the undead, but has gone about a kilometer, the undead have no reaction to their group, which indicates whether it is gray garlic or The villagers’ wells were not ineffective.

Seeing that the undead did not attack them as usual, the villagers also breathed a sigh of relief, and they walked more calmly, otherwise they would have needles on the soles of the feet every step of the way.

"Weird, our wells and water gods have no problem, but why did you get so many undead attacks that day?" Su Xiaoluo's face is full of doubts.

"Is it true that the group is a variant of the undead, so if we are so arrogant, it would be meaningless to move away." Hong Jun said.

Where is Su Xiaoluo, where is Hong Jun? This guy seems to have forgotten that he was alone when he was in danger. Su Xiaoluo did not think that this Hong Jun was bad. How do you think that this person is very annoying?

"Don't say this, no matter how you get to the ancient capital, we are truly safe." The village chief Xie Sang is definitely sure to move.

Mofan on the side looked at the village chief Xie Sang and vaguely felt that the village chief had concealed it. After all, the village head is the one who is the most determined to guard the rules of the ancestors.

......

All night, the undead did not respond to such a large group of people, and with a sigh of relief, the last undead attack on the village was even more difficult to explain.

There was no threat at night, and even though the clouds in the sky were swept away, after a short break, everyone went on their way and returned to the ancient capital as soon as possible.

"Mofan brothers, what do you think is this?" The short man pushed Mofan and said to Mofan in a small voice.

"How do I know, I don't know about it here." Mo Fan looked at the dwarf man and found that the short man had something to say, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you guess what?"

"Oh, don't you say, I really know something, it's still before I know the seedlings..."