Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 348. The humble craftsman who came to die

Thanks to Chen Ying's relationship, the Fire Witch was quickly persuaded.

Of course, she also knew about Lu Yi's affairs. The Flame Witch was more willing to follow Chen Ying in order to protect her.

After all, this is hers.
Afterwards, Mo Fan took Chen Ying to the broken post station.

Here, Lin Feili has also returned.

The poison in his body had been completely removed. On his way back, he also saw the situation here. Although he didn't know how Mo Fan did it, this place had indeed been restored to a safe area! !

Since he was familiar with this place, Mo Fan asked him to take Chen Ying to get to know the place.

At the same time, Mo Fan also gave Chen Ying funds, and the next step was the construction of the post station.

A construction wizard is necessary, and some plants needed in the desert also need to be arranged.

As for the funds, Mo Fan gave them all to Chen Ying. The next thing was to let them handle it.
When Mo Fan returned to the Tarim Fortress, he made a special trip to the Weifang headquarters.

After seeing Mo Fan, Muda wanted to tell Mo Fan that a large number of undead appeared here. Mo Fan did not lie and told him directly that those undead were summoned by him.

When Muda learned about this, his expression became extremely exaggerated.

Because, he had only thought about it before, but he didn't expect it to be true???
Muda was a guardian mage who didn't like to hide things, so he asked Mo Fan directly about the catastrophe in the ancient capital.

Mo Fan did not hide anything and told everyone about how he had obtained the ancient king's inheritance.
Muda had no doubts about Mo Fan's words. After all, it was true that Mo Fan fought desperately on the bridge where he was at risk of death.

At the same time, Muda was also happy that Mo Fan had fought back such a large piece of territory. This was difficult to achieve even if the entire Western Guards were mobilized. Moreover, the West was not just home to the demon tribe.
After explaining everything here, Mo Fan returned to the Magic City. There is no airport in Feiniao City at the moment.

He had just got off the plane when he received a call from Lingling.

“Mo Fan!” Lingling’s voice was urgent.

"what happened?"

"Something happened to my sister." Lingling said, her tone heavy.

"I'm at the airport now, come over and talk." Mo Fan responded, and then asked Lingling to meet him at the airport.

Lingling's sister Leng Qing seemed to be about to become the chief judge. Her cultivation was not the most outstanding among the members of the trial, but her command and personnel allocation abilities were extremely strong. Many judges and judges obeyed her orders and she made many contributions in the trial, including the annihilation of the Chongming Island Church. She handled the follow-up work very well. She also made a great contribution.

The reason why Lingling was like this at this time was because Leng Qing had touched the red clothes and was being hunted by the assassin hall.

It was rare to see the calm and composed Lingling showing such helplessness and confusion like a little girl. Mo Fan comforted her on the phone and then booked the flight.
After rushing from Shanghai to Guangzhou, he followed Lingling to find her sister.

When Lingling saw Leng Qing lying on a wooden bed dying, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Lingling is just a little girl after all. No matter how strong and calm she is on weekdays, she can't control her emotions when she sees her loved ones become like this. She doesn't want what happened to her father to happen to the people around her again. That kind of pain will last for a very long time!

Leng Qing did not stay at the trial, but in a very backward rental house, a very inconspicuous place in Guangzhou's urban village.
It can be seen that Leng Qing is very miserable at this moment.

To be honest, this was a little hard for Mo Fan to understand, after all, he was a presiding judge.

Is this just because of coming into contact with the red clothes?
Is there no one left in the Judgment Council?

"Let's go. I'll take you to get treatment." Mo Fan said.

"No, absolutely not!" said the judge who was taking care of Leng Qing.

This judge is also a woman, and she looks very young. I guess she should be Leng Qing's close-knit and capable assistant.

Mo Fan saw Leng Qing taking her to Qingtian Hunting House and called her Xiao Ping. Xiao Ping looked haggard and hadn't slept for many days. When she saw Mo Fan was going to take Leng Qing for treatment, she was very excited and tried to stop him.

“Don’t be afraid, nothing will happen as long as I’m here.” Mo Fan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up Leng Qing.

There was a hint of fear in Xiaoping's eyes, but she was extremely nervous.

"If I say it's okay, then it's okay. Follow me." Mo Fan said in an unquestionable tone.

In fact, Beijiang was not that scary. After understanding his abilities, and considering that he was also a Chaos Mage, Mo Fan could easily handle his little tricks.

Guangzhou is known as the Demon City, and people also jokingly call the Guangzhou Tower the Demon Tower. It is one of the tourist attractions, and it is also the base of the Southern Magic Association, where the famous Southern Judgment Association is also located. This urban village is separated from the Guangzhou Tower by the bustling and flowery Tianhe District.
At Mo Fan's insistence, they walked outside.

"Uh-huh!!!"

Just as Mo Fan and the others were walking, an icy cold meteor dagger fell, heading straight for Mo Fan.

"Boom!!!"

Mo Fan immediately locked onto Bei Jiang's location. The next moment, the space trembled and Mo Fan appeared in front of him.

The moment Bei Jiang saw Mo Fan appear beside him, he was stunned!

Because he never expected that Mo Fan could lock onto his location.

At this moment, Bei Jiang wanted to escape, because if his real body was discovered, his combat effectiveness would be directly reduced by more than half!

Because if his main body is killed, he will die!
"Boom!!!"

However, Mo Fan just focused his eyes, and a powerful spatial pressure completely locked him in place.

“How dare you, a mere high-level mage like you, attack me?” Mo Fan sneered, increasing the compression of space.

"Gaba!"

"Gaba!!"

"what!!"

The humble craftsman was oppressed by Mo Fan's spatial force and was in great pain!

“Zizzizi!!!”

As the space was compressed, violent thunder began to gather around Mo Fan. Because the craftsman had an extra set of magic tools on him at this time, the damage was somewhat low because of the control of the force of space.

Mo Fan stared coldly at Bei Jiang who was firmly imprisoned by his spatial force. He mobilized the powerful destructive force of thunder without hesitation. Thick lightning bolts blasted towards Bei Jiang like a violent dragon.

"Boom!!!"

Under this surging thunder bombardment, the humble craftsman did not even have the slightest chance to resist and was instantly submerged in the endless thunder and lightning.

There was a loud "crackling" sound, and the humble craftsman was wiped out and turned into a piece of burnt charcoal.

However, this powerful force did not stop there, and the overflowing lightning energy affected the surrounding streets.

The originally flat road surface was blown into huge potholes, and bricks, stones and rubble were flying everywhere.

Fortunately, Mo Fan dispersed the power of thunder in time, otherwise, the destruction would be even greater. Moreover, Mo Fan did not intend to blast the humble craftsman into pieces.
(End of this chapter)