Chapter 0452 Departure

Half an hour later, Mo Fan finished dealing with the man and returned to the previous place.

Ah Hao had woken up and looked at Mo Fan with an apologetic face.

"Mr. Mo, I"

"Go back and recuperate. Mo Fan said indifferently, without the meaning of blame.

The killer of the Witch God Sect has a higher cultivation level than Ah Hao, and he is good at witchcraft and poison arts, so it is indeed more troublesome.

"Brother, where is the bad guy?" Xiaoyu ran over and asked immaturely.

"It doesn't exist anymore. Mo Fan smiled lightly and hugged Xiaoyu dotingly.

"Brother, you hurry up and make me as powerful as you, and next time I meet bad guys, I can also protect my parents and make those bad guys all non-existent. Xiaoyu pinched Mo Fan's nose with her little hand and said seriously.

Although she is old, she also knows the danger, and she was really dangerous just now, and she almost never saw her father again.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he also pinched Xiao Qiong's nose that was raining lightly.

"Don't be lazy every day, it won't be long before you'll be like me. ”

"Mom, look at my brother, people are so tired from practicing every day, and my brother still says I'm lazy. Xiaoyu looked aggrieved.

Mo Fan's parents looked at Xiaoyu's cute appearance and smiled, and the atmosphere eased slightly.

"This is for you, if you meet a bad person in the future, if you shout my name, you will be as powerful as me. Mo Fan took out the Blood Soul Stone and brought it to Xiaoyu.

There are three of his souls in this blood soul stone, and after he has been nourishing for so long, it can already be used.

If he encounters such a thing in the future, even if he is thousands of miles away, he can borrow the Blood Soul Stone to appear.

In addition, this Blood Soul Stone is also very beneficial to Xiaoyu's cultivation.

"Really?" asked Xiaoyu in disbelief.

"Really. Mo Fan nodded.

"Then if you carry me home, I will believe you. Xiaoyu said trickfully.

Mo Fan smiled helplessly, and their family and Ah Hao walked towards the villa.

Before she had gone far, Mo Fan's mother frowned slightly, hesitated for a long time, and still asked:

"Xiao Fan, you didn't go to Jinzhou, why did you offend the Witch God Sect?"

If it was an ordinary force, she wouldn't ask, but the other party was the Witch God Cult.

Mo Fan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he briefly told his parents about what he encountered in the Lu family.

The worried look on Mo Fan's mother's face did not decrease at all, but increased.

The killer before said that Mo Fan killed the people of the Witch God Sect, she still didn't believe it, who knew that Mo Fan really killed the elders of the Witch God Sect.

This is a problem, and the Witch God Cult will definitely not give up.

"Xiao Fan, how are you going to deal with the people of the Witch God Sect?" Mo Fan's father also took a long breath of cold air and asked.

His former comrades-in-arms died mysteriously at the hands of the Witch God Cult, and he had both anger and shadow against the Witch God Cult.

They just shot and killed a small minion, and they were retaliated against, and Mo Fan killed someone at the elder level.

"It's not going to be a coping, I'm going to destroy the Witch God Cult. A cold light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes, and he said firmly.

The Witch God Cult had already sent people to the East China Sea to start attacking his family, and if he hadn't discovered it in time, he might not have seen his father.

Heaven dares to touch his family, and he steps through the heavens.

If the earth dares to touch his family, he will destroy the earth.

Since the Witch God Cult dared to send someone to kill his family, there was no reason for it to exist.

Mo Fan's parents felt the anger in Mo Fan's words, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Xiao Fan, the Witch God Sect is not the gas station in Nanshan City, you must not be impulsive. Mo Fan's mother said nervously.

Their Jiang family's collection of books on the Witch God Cult has a bookshelf, and the Witch God Sect is a cult that existed since ancient times.

I don't know how many people tried to deal with the Witch God Cult, but they were all wiped out.

On the book of their Jiang family, it is written in red handwriting, the sect that cannot be offended.

How could such a force be destroyed if Mo Fan wanted to, in case something happened

Mo Fan expected this, and smiled and reassured: "This time I didn't go by myself, the military also sent tens of thousands of troops, and I already know the address, even if I can't destroy the Witch God Sect, I am completely sure that I will retreat, don't worry, Mom." ”

If he didn't give his mother a reason to feel at ease, he would definitely not be able to go to Wushen Mountain.

"Really?" said Mo Fan's mother in disbelief.

The Wushen Sect sacrificed 100,000 Chinese people, and it was impossible for the military to ignore it.

If the military sends a large army, it is not impossible to eliminate the Witch God Cult.

After all, no matter how powerful a warrior or mage is, how can he withstand the atomic bomb and the hydrogen bomb?

If they can destroy the Witch God Cult, not only can they get rid of a harm for Huaxia, but their family can also live in peace.

"Really. Mo Fan nodded.

Mo Fan's mother hesitated for a long time, and then said helplessly:

"Since you have decided, I will not stop you, but you must be careful, I will be your son. ”

"Mom, you still have me. Xiaoyu interjected mischievously.

"You, you're so old, and you're still relying on your brother, come down. Mo Fan's mother said angrily.

"I don't!" Xiaoyu not only didn't come down, but hugged it tighter.

Mo Fan smiled lightly, hugged Xiaoyu back to the villa, and when he arrived at the villa, Xiaoyu came down.

He returned to the bedroom, took out a pen and paper, and according to the picture of the soul search, all the faces of the 17 people were drawn, and the age, name, and address were also written aside.

According to the killer's memory, the Witch God Sect sent a total of 18, and the cultivators killed by him were the highest, and the rest were all in the middle and early stages of foundation building, and these people must be eliminated.

He called Zhou Jie and Qin Jie in and handed over the paintings to Zhou Jie.

Although Zhou Jie is in the early stage of foundation building, how can he be compared to the middle stage of foundation building of the Wushen Sect?

Zhou Jie went to kill them, it was enough.

"I'm going to go out and kill all these cult killers while I'm not in the East China Sea. ”

"Yes, master. Zhou Jie took the portrait without hesitation and walked out of the room.

"Tell your grandfather and your grandfather, I already know the address of the Holy Land of the Wushen Sect, and you are ready to go to Wushen Mountain with me. Mo Fan said to Qin Jie.

He could have driven by himself, but letting the old man of the Qin family arrange the itinerary could reassure his parents even more.

As for Qin Jie, it's time to take him to experience.

"I'll go right away!" Qin Jie's expression moved slightly, and he turned around and left the villa.

It didn't take long for the old men of the Qin family and the Luo family to rush over.

Mo Fan advised, glanced in the direction of Yunzhou in the southwest, took the little fox and Qin Jie, and got into the Qin family's car and left.

An hour later, the car drove straight to a secluded garrison base on the outskirts of the East China Sea, where a military plane was already waiting on the runway.

As soon as Mo Fan and Qin Jie got out of the car, an officer came over and saluted the two.

"It was Mr. Mo and Qin Shao arranged by General Qin. ”

"Yes!" Mo Fan nodded faintly.

"The plane will take off immediately, please board the plane. The officer said lukewarmly.

Mo Fan didn't take it to heart, answered, and got on the plane.

This is a transport plane, and there are already quite a few people on the plane, each of them wearing field combat uniforms, real guns, and each of them has an iron-blooded face.

As soon as Mo Fan and Qin Jie got on the plane, almost everyone looked over.

Many people saw that Mo Fan and the two were 17 or 8 years old, and they were all dressed in casual clothes, their brows were furrowed, and there was a look of disdain in their eyes.

"Did you two get on the wrong plane, we went to Yunzhou on a mission, not to take you on a tour, the plane hasn't taken off yet, if it's on the wrong plane, hurry down." One of the soldiers, with a scar on his head, said with a ruffian face.

As soon as the soldier spoke, the other soldiers laughed as if they were watching a play.

These soldiers, if not the rain of bullets, are training day and night.

It's rare to have fun watching it, so you won't miss it.

Originally, there were a few soldiers who had closed their eyes and recuperated, but they also opened their eyes and looked at Mo Fan and the others playfully.