"Mu He is Salang??" Zhou Min, Zhao Kunsan, Wang Sanfat, and Mu Bai were all stunned!

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Moreover, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou's families were all serving the Mu family at the beginning, and Mo Fan's father, Mo Jiaxing, even worked as a driver and logistics for Mu He.

"This ...... It's hard to believe. Zhao Kunsan was already a little unsteady on his feet, and his body took a few steps back.

Mu Bai said a word, and the most difficult thing to accept should be him.

When his mother mentioned the matter of Yu Ang a while ago, Mu Bai only thought that it was just a coincidence, or that Yu Ang was a person who came into contact with the Black Holy See after entering the Mu family, but after Zhang Xiaohou Hujin was the archdeacon, Mu Bai immediately thought of these things.

Mu He has always been very good to him and takes good care of him, and Mu He is also the elder that Mu Bai has always respected the most.

But the more this is the case, the more Mu Bai wants to clear his suspicions, otherwise how can he feel at ease?

Outcome...... As a result, it has developed to the place where he is most acceptable.

The information obtained by Zhang Xiaohou will never be false, then his uncle Mu He is really a member of the Black Sect, including Yu Ang, a chess piece sent to Mu Zhuoyun, and the people of Bocheng were arranged to come to the ancient capital to facilitate their implementation of the next plan......

"Salang should have been put under house arrest by us, this Mu He is Archdeacon of Hujin!" the gray mysterious man said in an extremely serious voice.

"House arrest, you have put Salang under house arrest, so why don't you deal with him?" Mo Fan said in some surprise.

"We also want to, but executing Salang will definitely take the lives of nearly 10 super-level mages, because we can't be sure who the real Salang is. Han Xiao said.

At the moment, the mysterious gray white people also told the story of their house arrest of the high-ranking officials of the ancient capital.

It was the only way they could think of trapping Salang, and in fact they learned that this information had killed far more than just his companion in the alley, and that anyone who had found out about Salang's true identity in the Inquisition of the Magic Guild was dead.

Han Lin and the mysterious gray white man must make this gamble, a conspirator who can make the entire ancient capital of millions of people fall into extinction must not let him go!

"Zhu Meng, Duxiao, Feijiao, and Lu Xu, the four of them are also among them??" Mo Fan asked in surprise.

Han Xiao nodded and said, "I know that Zhu Meng is actually the least suspicious, but he ......"

"Then what if you can't find out who Salang is?" Zhou Min asked.

"That's ......" Han Lin sighed, it seemed that even he felt that it was extremely cruel to do this, and his face was extremely dejected, "I had to ......"

"Death!" said the mysterious gray man.

The air froze at this moment, and everyone looked at the president of the Magic Association and the mysterious man in disbelief.

All of them were put to death......

For the sake of a Sarang, it is necessary for nearly ten high-ranking super-level mages to sacrifice innocently, which is too cruel!!

The others may not be familiar to everyone, but just last night, Duxiao, Zhu Meng, Feijiao, and Lu Xu made great contributions to the northern city wall, and they also risked their lives to kill the Ghost Tyrant.

"Do it...... Is it worth it?" Fang Gu couldn't help but gasp.

"This is the decision of the Supreme Inquisition, and if Sarang is not removed, there will be an even greater calamity, and you have seen how many lives and families there are in this catastrophe...... We have made great sacrifices to finally lock the list in this group of high-level officials, and if we don't kill him this time, we will probably never have a chance again!" Han Lin said through gritted teeth.

No one knows how much they will pay to find Salang in their trial.

In fact, even if the pretended plan is not staged and the high-level is summoned there, the house arrest plan will still be adopted, and the death of that person is to further confirm and convince those high-ranking people that they are willing to be placed under house arrest......

For this purpose alone, there were people who made sacrifices, and being able to do the step of putting Salang under house arrest was a mountain of corpses.

What would any person or organization do?

Look at this vast ocean of undead again, look at this city full of people crying and desperately waiting for death, can you really let Salang go? ?

This decision is indeed quite unfair to other innocent high-level leaders, but there is no choice, there is really no choice.

"The Black Holy See's next plan is to revive King Yingzheng of Qin, once he wakes up, the inner city will be completely reduced to hell. Exchanging the lives of nearly ten high-ranking people for the lives of millions of people in the city, do you say, is it worth it? Do we still have a choice??" The mysterious gray white man said with excitement, and his body was already shaking.

He's been in the dark, and his name isn't even written on the roster of the glorious Magic Society, and he's doing something similar to the Black Order, the only difference is that the Black See is destroying, and he's using the lives of countless of his subordinates to stop it.

But one truth he has learned over the past few decades is that this struggle is nothing more than the sacrifice of a group of people in exchange for the survival of the majority, and any task of guarding a city or even a country that rises to the safety of a city!

Without the tranquility of bloodshed and sacrifice, the decision made by the Magic Society would be unjust, morally condemned, and even shameless in the face of these dedicated and innocent high-ranking people and their families, but they did so at least worthy of the suffering people and the vast majority.

"But what if Salang is a person who is not afraid of death, and he doesn't mind being buried for this purpose? Also, what if, I say if, you are wrong, Salang is not among those high-level people at all, all the high-level people are martyred, and there is no one to compete with the monarch-level undead, I think even if King Yingzheng of Qin is not resurrected, the security barrier will not be able to support it for a few days, and you are doing this too extremely. Mu Bai said immediately.

"We don't understand what you said, but before you raise these questions, we will also say better ways together, otherwise all doubts are meaningless, it is better to implement them, do something, maybe it will work. The mysterious gray white man said.

"This ......," Mu Bai suddenly stopped.

"When are you going to carry out this decapitation plan?" asked Mo Fan seriously.

"When the corpse of the mountain launched an attack on the security barrier. Han Xiao said.

"I have the same idea as Mu Bai, once the high-level death, the undead monarch can slaughter the city, this group of people can't die, now we already know that Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin, and since Archdeacon Hujin is Salang's right-hand man, then he must know who the real Salang is......" Mo Fan said.

"The Archdeacon of Hujin you mentioned must have taken control of the overall situation instead of Salang, the inner city is full of Black Holy See's eyeline, and if our Praetorian Guard Mage moves, he will definitely escape. The Mystic White said.

"Let's go!" Mo Fan said in a cold voice.

"Yes, let's capture Mu He!" Zhou Min said.

"Why do you think this Archdeacon of Tiger Tsu will be found by you?"

"We don't need to go to him, he will come to us. Mo Fan said with certainty.

"We might have come here himself before we had the Praetorian Mage bring you over, but I'm afraid not now. The Mystic White said.

"Yes, he will definitely come, now the question is how to get the news to his ears!" Mo Fan said with certainty.

"I know a tea shop owner who contacts my uncle from time to time, and I think most of them have a problem...... I can pretend to take refuge in his tea house, and then unintentionally reveal the information you want to convey to him, he is a member of the Black Sect, and he will definitely pass it on to my uncle!" Mu Bai's eyes flashed with a bit of determination.

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