Chapter 373 Zhang Xiaohou’s clues, Mu Bai in a daze

Seeing Zhang Xiaohou's miserable expression, He Yu and Su Xiaoluo felt their hearts tightening, while Jiang Han frowned and asked, "Isn't there a way to completely solve it?"

"Yes, the easiest way is for the caster to remove it himself, but it is almost impossible for the Black Vatican to save him."

"Other than that, we need to find a person who majors in the spiritual system, and then cooperate with the healing light of the healing system. Only by working together can the forgetfulness in him be lifted."

"The president's minor is the healing system, but there is no such person in the ancient capital who majors in the spiritual system. If there had not been this disaster, mages from other provinces and cities could have come to support. You have also seen the current situation... "..." The gray-white mysterious man analyzed the situation to Jiang Han.

"Then Xiao Hou, isn't he..." He Yu covered her lips with tears in her eyes and couldn't speak.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, screamed: "Mu He, it's Mu He!!!"

"And, what else!!!"

The more he thought about Zhang Xiaohou, the more painful he became, but he didn't want the tragedy of Bo City to happen again in the ancient capital, so he had to think of the Black Church's plan even if he risked his life.

Zhang Xiaohou looked extremely terrifying, with veins protruding on his forehead, as if they might explode at any time.

"Stop, boy, if you continue, you will die!!" Han Ji yelled.

"boom!!"

Jiang Han, who was closer to Zhang Xiaohou, struck out with lightning and slashed Zhang Xiaohou hard on the back of the neck with a hand knife, knocking him unconscious. People who survived the disaster in Bo City hated the people of the Black Church, so he knew it very well. What is Zhang Xiaohou going to do?

After Zhang Xiaohou was knocked unconscious, he stopped recalling the forgotten memories, and at the same time, the terrible black and blue toxins all over his body's blood vessels began to slowly subside.

"With the president's super-level realm, we barely saved his life, otherwise he would have died right after the attack." The gray-white mysterious man looked at the unconscious Zhang Xiaohou and said with some lingering fear.

"I'll go and find that old guy Mu He first. As for Salang, it's up to you." Jiang Han said in a cold voice.

"Salang has been placed under house arrest by us, but we haven't made up our minds to deal with it yet." The gray-white mysterious man said with great seriousness.

"Sa Lang is so harmful, why don't you get rid of him?" Liu Ru asked with some confusion.

"We also want to, but if we execute Salang, we will definitely take the lives of nearly 10 super mages. The main reason is that we can't determine who is the real Salang." Han Ji said helplessly

The gray-white mysterious man also specifically explained to Jiang Han the house arrest of senior officials in the ancient capital. In order to trap Salang, they did not know how many underground intelligence personnel were sacrificed, but everyone who could come into contact with the level of Salang's true identity died.

This is a gamble that Han Ji and the gray-white mysterious man must make. At the same time, they have to gamble for the millions of people in the inner city.

"The cost of your gamble is too high. I can provide you with a useful clue." Jiang Han thought for a while and said.

"What clues?" Han Ji and the gray and white mysterious man looked at Jiang Han in confusion, wondering if Jiang Han had any useful clues.

"Salang is a woman. It's up to you whether you believe it or not." Jiang Han said

"Are you sure!!" Han Ji reached out a little excitedly and grabbed Jiang Han's arm with her dry hand.

<divclass="contentadv">If what Jiang Han said is true, it not only allowed them to free up several super mages, but also narrowed the scope so that they could have greater confidence in killing Salang. You said that as a magician Can Han Ji, the president of the association, not be excited?

"If the information is true, you have indirectly saved millions of people in the ancient capital. I thank you on their behalf." Han Ji bowed to Jiang Han as he spoke.

"You believe me so much, aren't you afraid that my information is false?" Jiang Han said with a smile.

"I believe that people from the Jiang family will not make fun of the lives of hundreds of people." As he said this, Han Ji's eyes were full of respect. Through the young man in front of him, he seemed to see again the man who guarded the Southern Guard District and fought alone for dozens of years. An old man who is a foreign mage.

"Ahem, President Han, I need you to help me release a message, saying that I will use the Holy Earth Spring in Mo Fan's hand to prepare a potion that can relieve the Nine Nether Dew, so as to relieve this undead disaster." Jiang Han He coughed lightly and said

Being able to sit in the position of president of the Ancient Capital Magic Association, Han Ji couldn't figure out what Jiang Han was going to do.

"Since you have made your plans, I will naturally cooperate with you, but please pay attention to safety." Han Ji said

"Yes." Jiang Han nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you as my friend."

After talking with Han Ji, He Yu and Su Xiaoluo stayed to look after Zhang Xiaohou, while Fang Gu and Liu Ru followed Jiang Han to find Mo Fan and his party. With the help of Han Ji, the president, Jiang Han soon joined Mo Fan and his group.

"Jiang Han, where is the monkey? Didn't you go find him? Why didn't you see him coming with you?" Mo Fan asked doubtfully

"Didn't I say before that the monkey was cursed? It's a vicious spell that uses the curse system combined with the spiritual system. As for the source, you can guess it without me telling you." Jiang Han explained

"Is it the Black Church?!" Mo Fan gritted his teeth and said

Jiang Han did not deny it. After telling Mo Fan and others about Zhang Xiaohou's situation, he also detailed his next plan.

"I didn't expect that old guy Mu He to be the Archdeacon Hujin of the Black Vatican!" Mo Fan said angrily.

Suddenly, Mo Fan seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Mu Bai, who was silent, and then sighed helplessly.

"Mu Bai, your cultivation has grown a bit fast in the past few years. Could it be that you are too..." Wang Sanpang looked at Mu Bai next to him in horror, and his fat body couldn't help but move to the outside.

"Damn fat man, don't talk nonsense. How can Mu Bai be from the Black Vatican? He hates the people from the Black Vatican more than anyone else." Zhao Kunsan shouted with his face turning red.

As the person involved, Mu Bai remained silent and did not defend himself. He just sat there in shock.

As his uncle, no, it should be said as his father, Mu He has always been very kind to him. Now tell him that Mu He is the Archdeacon Hu Jin of the Black Vatican and one of the executioners who caused the disaster in the ancient capital. What do you think of Mu Bai? I can accept it.

Mu Bai really wanted to clear Mu He's suspicion, but could this information be false because Zhang Xiaohou had risked his life?

"Mu Bai is definitely not from the Black Church, you can rest assured on this." Jiang Han said

Mo Fan looked sympathetically at Mu Bai who was still stunned. He didn't know how to comfort Mu Bai. In fact, he also believed in Mu Bai. He couldn't help but hurt Mu Bai every time he met him. But he still knew something about Mu Bai.

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