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Su Xiaoluo quickly explained: "You are his friend. That's great. I picked him up outside the village. He was seriously injured at the time. I saved him, and he didn't seem to have anything." remembered.

Zhang Xiaohou also looked at Mo Fan, his eyes full of confusion.

"Do you know him?" Su Xiaoluo felt happy and hurriedly said to Mo Fan.

"The monkey must have lost his memory. He should leave here now. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Han Lan said.

"It's good that you're not dead. It's good that you're not dead when you ride on the horse!" Mo Fan patted him and took a deep breath.

Han Lan came over, patted Zhang Xiaohou's shoulder and put it on it.

Then he tried to summon the warrior-level advanced-stage Wind Giant King Lizard Shadow Eater.

"Um?!"

However, the response of the Wind Giant Death Lizard's Shadow-eating Soldier came from very far away. Han Lan turned his head and looked, and in that direction was the ancient capital.

"Monkey, why are you so stupid? The trump card I gave you is to save your own life." Han Lan scolded slightly angrily.

"Brother Han, what's going on?" Mo Fan asked with some confusion.

"I sent a warrior-level advanced stage Wind Giant Death Lizard Shadow Eater to hide in the shadow of the little monkey to protect him. I didn't expect this silly boy to actually leave the chance of escape to his teammates." Han Lan said to Several people explained.

"What?!"

Several people present were a little shocked, and then looked at Zhang Xiaohou with a dull expression with complicated eyes.

"I just checked. They may have encountered a commander-level undead or a high-level mage to intercept them on the way. Of course, the most likely possibility is that they encountered the evil abyss." Han Lan thought for a moment and said.

"What is the evil abyss?" Mo Fan asked in a naive way.

"The Abyss is a furnace of hell, or a pit of corpses. To put it bluntly, once this thing appears in the land of the dead, at least a purple alert must be sounded, and even super mages must be on guard. To put it more seriously, If so, even the Forbidden Mage may perish in this furnace of hell," Han Lan said with a serious expression.

"Monkey, do you still remember me? It's not worth the injuries you have suffered. Why don't you know how to protect yourself?" Mo Fan patted Zhang Xiaohou on the back and rambled.

Zhang Xiaohou, who had a dull expression at first, suddenly became wet with tears in his eyes.

"Xiao Hou, do you remember me? I am your eldest brother Mo Fan." When Mo Fan saw this, he thought Zhang Xiaohou had remembered him, so he quickly opened his mouth and told every detail of the past between the two of them.

"Okay Mo Fan, we can't rush into recovering our memory. Let's go back to the ancient capital first and then think about it in the long run." Han Lan advised.

Han Lan knew that Zhang Xiaohou's amnesia was caused by Heijiaoting's forgetfulness method, but he later remembered that in order to uproot this big cancer from the ancient capital, he chose to act crazy and pretend that he was still in a state of amnesia. .

But his brother Mo Fan came all the way to look for him, Zhang Xiaohou was still stimulated and awakened a little memory.

"Monkey, come, Brother Fan will take you back." Mo Fan said solemnly.

"Okay." Zhang Xiaohou's tone was still a bit stiff, and he struggled to squeeze out the word through his teeth.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohou's matter had come to an end, Han Lan turned to look at the strong man Fang Youmiao not far away, and said: "Strong man, go and inform the villagers here. We can escort them back to the ancient capital and let them clean up quickly. Pack your things and get out of here.”

The strong man nodded to express that he understood, and then hurried to discuss the matter with the village chief of Hua Village.

But in the end, three-quarters of the villagers decided to stay. They firmly believed that the sacred well in the village would protect them, and said they would hide in the well to survive this disaster.

"Everyone, listen to me. This boss's name is Han Lan. He is a high-level mage. He will protect us. It is safest to go to the ancient capital now." The strong man was still trying to persuade the villagers.

"Young Miao, please stop lying. How can these young men protect us?" an aunt said doubtfully.

"That's right, brother Hong Jun and the village chief are also magicians. Even the village chief, a mid-level mage, dare not boast about this Haikou." Several more young people joined together and shouted.

Everyone started questioning, and Han Lan didn't bother to explain. Sometimes, no matter how long you talk, it's better to show off your muscles properly and make a statement.

"Silent Thunder Death Ray-Thunder Arm!!"

A round of lavender thunder spread out in an arc like a python, forming a thunder field with Han Lan as the center.

Then he swung his thunder arm fist towards the back hill of the village!

"Boom!!"

Half of the 100-meter-high hill was flattened by the blast, with countless rubbles flying everywhere. In the eyes of the villagers in Weiju Village, a scene like the wrath of a thunder god came into view.

These ordinary villagers had never seen the power of high-level magic in their lives. They all changed their attitudes and surrounded Han Lan to praise and praise him.

Now everyone in the village believed that Han Lan had the ability to escort them to the ancient capital, and even some stubborn old wall lamps were willing to evacuate together.

After everyone packed up their things, they followed Han Lan towards the ancient capital. Ye Mengwei and his two followers also said goodbye. After all, they had their own things to do and would not interfere with escorting the villagers.

Han Lan asked Mo Fan and others to take a dozen warrior-level giant dead lizards to take the first step, while he himself stayed in Huacun.

Although everyone was a little curious about why he stayed here, they silently closed their mouths when they saw a dozen shadow creatures more than 40 meters long escorting them along the road.

After leading everyone away, Han Lan took out a bunch of clean containers that had been prepared from the small world and drained all the water from the well.

Part of the water source in the Huacun well has the same effect as the Earthly Holy Spring in Bo City. Its effect can be used to restrain the upgraded version of the violent spring-Nine Nether Dew created by Black Dragon Pavilion.

The effect of this Nine Nether Dew is very simple, it allows undead creatures to move freely during the day without relying on substances such as death energy.

The other six dangerous villages outside the ancient capital Anjie were massacred because the Black Dragon Pavilion targeted their well water so that it could be used to create the Nine Nether Dew.

Han Lan took away all the water from Kunjing, and then followed up with Mo Fan and others through several "teleportation-jumps".

The rest of the journey went smoothly. Even though there were hundreds of villagers who needed to be escorted, under the control of Han Lan's high-level cultivation, Liu Xian, the vampire sisters, continued to use shadow magic to strangle the approaching undead.

A dozen warrior-level giant dead lizard-eating shadow soldiers were arranged on both sides to form a pocket formation to protect this group of ordinary villagers.

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