The sudden change surprised him, and he hurriedly withdrew the three vines that stabbed at the white-clothed woman's ghost and protected them in front of him.

While! While! While!

Three crisp crashing sounds came, and the vines that protected him in front of him and transformed into a wall net technique were shocked.

Then I saw three young girls, and they raised their knives again.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fan's eyes were cold, but fortunately, in order to prevent an attack, he replaced the wall net technique with the ground stabbing technique, and directly met the three young girls who attacked.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The vines passed through his body, and the three young girls who raised their knives and slashed at him suddenly burst into flames on their bodies, and they turned into ashes in a short time.

And just after the three young girls were burned to ashes by the fire, Mo Fan's body suddenly weakened, and the soul energy in the dantian decreased sharply.

was about to turn around and deal with the ghost of the woman in white, but now he saw that the other party suddenly raised his cuffs, and then saw two white silk shoots out of it, dozens of meters away, directly entangled Mo Fan.

Ha ha......

Under the moonlight, seeing that Mo Fan was entangled by Bai Aya, the woman in white suddenly sneered.

"I didn't expect that the people of the Soul Organization would also be planted in my hands."

However, just as she was triumphant, a black hand suddenly passed through her chest from behind.

Turning his head to look at the faceless black shadow behind him, the ghost of the woman in white showed a frightened face, opened her eyes of fear and said, "It's you." ”

"Who is it?" Mo Fan broke free from the white silk, looked at the black shadow that left behind the woman in white who dissipated from her body, and couldn't help asking.

It's just that his question is destined to become a mystery, because the dark shadow suddenly disappears.

Two days later.

The murmuring water, carrying a series of passenger ships from south to north, stopped between the docks, and the grass on both sides of the bank was flying with saucer insects and pedestrians hurrying.

Standing on a ridge, looking at Qinglin Town not far away, Mo Fan raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his cheeks.

In the past two days, he has been traveling in vain and sleepless, his shoes are worn out, and he finally saw Qinglin Town.

Speaking of which, along the way, in addition to the night two days ago, he also encountered several ghosts and several groups of bandits who robbed houses and houses, but fortunately he eliminated and sent them away.

Mo Fan of Qinglin Town had been here before, and the two familiar windmills were still in the fields, and the six avenues leading to the town gate were still like that with people coming and going.

After resting on the ridge for a while, Mo Fan got up and walked towards Qinglin Town, today was the time for the members of their Soul Temple to come to report, and he didn't want to be late.

So although his body was very tired, his pace was still very fast, and he came to the town in a few minutes.

Walking on the bluestone-paved streets facing south and north, Mo Fan did not pay attention to the prosperity of the street and the pedestrians coming and going here, but according to the explanation in the letter, he walked all the way towards a garrison of the Demon Hunting Legion here.

Cao Hu stroked his beard, his face was very gloomy, so much so that he didn't move his favorite tea, which he usually liked to drink, since it was brewed and put on the table in front of him in the morning.

Sitting there was always looking at the task from above, and to be honest, he didn't like this task and the person in the mission.

And his gloomy face was precisely because of this person, and the above explained that he should bring a group of members of the Soul Temple to garrison, but the rest of the members of the Soul Temple came two or three days earlier.

Only the members of the No. 9 Soul Temple have not come yet.

Although it is their reporting time, today is only the last day.

But he likes people who arrive early.

"Captain," the members of the Ninth Soul Temple garrison arrived, and just then a voice sounded outside the tent.

Mo Fan twisted his eyebrows, looking at the burly bearded tiger man in front of him, he was very puzzled, why the other party looked at him very unfriendly, he had nothing to do with him!

After thinking about it, he still couldn't understand why the other party's eyes were full of unkindness when he looked at him, so he didn't think about it anymore.

If it comes, it will be Anzi.

Cao Hu squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the young man in front of him, looking at his appearance of making up for the dust, and his slightly pale face, which should be the reason for the hurry.

It's just that he doesn't understand, and would rather hurry away than come early.

As far as he knew, it should be a very idle job to garrison the Soul Temple, and then there was a passenger boat from the No. 9 Soul Temple to Qinglin Town, and it would only take ten hours at most to come to Qinglin Town.

And this young man, looking at his current appearance, looks like he came by land.

"Could it be that I met a ghost or a bandit on the road," he couldn't help but think.

But looking at its unscathed appearance, it means that it should not have been encountered.

Otherwise, with the strength of a reserve member of the Demon Hunting Legion, if he encounters ghosts and those vicious bandits, he will not survive to come to Qinlin Town.

So he couldn't figure it out, and if he couldn't figure it out, he hated this teenager even more.

But hate it, hate it, and there are some things to explain to this teenager.

"Oh, take this back and take a good look at it, and be prepared," he took out a book from his arms and stuffed it into Mo Fan's arms, Cao Hu said with a serious face, and then pointed to a subordinate and asked him to lead Mo Fan to the place where he lived