Versatile Mage: The happy man is actually me

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Arriving at the outer south gate, Mo Fan couldn't find the short man in the crowd for a long time. It wasn't until the guy jumped up and down while talking to Mo Fan on his mobile phone that Mo Fan barely saw his scalp.

He glanced around the short man and found that several people had gathered around him.

The others looked average, except for a woman in the team who was wearing a black silk veil, which attracted some special attention.

Nowadays, everyone wears a mask when going out, and there is no silk gauze. It must be said that women's attire is quite chivalrous and tender. I don’t know if she wore it like this to cover her face, or if she simply didn’t like the smell of corpses outside the city that hadn’t dissipated yet.

Of course, Li Mingyuan and Xu Zhaoting also wore masks.

"No, why are you two wearing masks?" Mo Fan was curious when he saw the two of them also wearing masks.

Li Mingyuan said angrily: "I don't like the smell of corpses, it's that simple."

"What about you?" Mo Fan looked at Xu Zhaoting.

"I don't like corpse odor either."

"alright."

In addition to the graceful woman wearing a black silk veil, there is also a pair of brothers who always follow the woman with a black silk veil. Said to be a companion, it actually looks more like a follower.

Others don't know it, but Li Mingyuan knows in his heart that this woman is the saint Astraea of ​​the Parthenon!

This woman is not simple. Li Mingyuan does not want to have too much interaction with these dangerous women unless necessary.

Counting the short man and the short man's classmate, the strong man, there are nine people in this group, seven men and two women.

The wind blew early in the morning, filling the air with a strange smell. But for some reason, as soon as the sun baked the earth, there was no smell at all. Last night's excitement was as if it had never happened.

The outer south gate is open during the day. If you want to go out, you can just register...

After leaving the outer city wall, following the short man's guidance, the nine people started walking towards Yangyang Village.

The south faces the Qinling Mountains. Whether flying or driving, they will not give face to the Qinling Demon Clan. Therefore, if you go to the south, there are basically no cars and you have to walk.

Night falls, and in this season of short days and long nights, the sun begins to set around five or six o'clock.

Mo Fan and Liu Ru had seen the undead at least, but the dead silence when night fell easily made them feel panicked.

Mo Fan calmly asked Xu Zhaoting next to him: "Xu Zhaoting, are you panicking now?"

"Panic? Why are you panicking?" Xu Zhaoting was a little confused.

"As long as you are not afraid that a group of undead will suddenly appear on the ground..."

"Shut up!" Mo Fan was interrupted by the short man before he finished speaking: "Stop saying such unlucky words!"

Mo Fan thought it was nothing, but when he saw the dangerous expression on the short man's face, he still chose to shut up: "Okay, okay!"

"Here, eat this thing." The strong man took out something gray like garlic from the package behind his back.

This person is strong and strong, but he should be an ordinary person. He has no magical aura about him, and at the same time, he seems to lack the vitality of ordinary people.

"If you have something to eat, please tell me earlier. I happen to be hungry..." Mo Fan was also very familiar with it. When he saw the strong man handing out specialties to everyone, he immediately took it.

This gray thing looked a bit like a sweet potato and a bit like a large piece of garlic. He took a crisp bite without thinking too much.

"Pfft~~~~~~~~~~!!"

The next second, Mo Fan spit out what he had bitten, and the gray slag fell all over the floor. "Idiot, what you gave me to eat is for human consumption!" Mo Fan cursed angrily.

"This is gray garlic. It is used to cover up the anger of living people. With it, the undead will not attack us. The quantity of this thing is limited. You just vomited one. If you can't survive the night, you can do it yourself." The short man immediately explained.

Li Mingyuan also said: "Eat it honestly, we are here to find someone this time. If we can avoid some trouble, we can avoid some trouble."

"But this thing is really not for human consumption!" Mo Fan looked dissatisfied: "If you eat this thing, you might as well throw me into a pile of undead and let me and the undead kill each other."

"Don't say this too much...Shh, listen!" The short man motioned for everyone to quiet down.

"Listen to what?"

"Underground, in the soil..."

Everyone cooperated and became quiet. When the sky was still gray, the soil mixed with white sand under our feet showed signs of loosening.

In this situation, not to mention the short man who has been around this generation all year round, even Xu Zhaoting, who has only stayed in the ancient capital for a short time, can already guess what is going to happen next!

"Eat the gray garlic quickly!" the short man quickly warned everyone.

Astraea and his two followers ate the unpalatable gray garlic in one bite without hesitation.

Liu Ru, Li Mingyuan and Xu Zhaoting did the same. They ate the gray garlic in one bite without any hesitation.

Mo Fan is the only one left, and he is still struggling here!

Li Mingyuan has also given in to this bastard Mo Fan. He really can't bear it anymore. If Mo Fan doesn't want to eat it, then he will help Mo Fan to let him eat it!

Li Mingyuan didn't mean to spoil Mo Fan at all. He stepped forward and directly pressed the gray garlic into Mo Fan's mouth, physically helping Mo Fan eat the gray garlic.

"Cough cough cough..."

The gray garlic was very dry. If he bit it down forcefully, Mo Fan would choke.

He is a cruel person!
The short man glanced at him and had some other thoughts about this little brother who seemed to be silent.

"Uhhhh!! Uhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

The sound of something dirty stuck in his throat suddenly came out from the soil. Mo Fan turned around and suddenly found a head full of maggots sticking out. His eyes were drooped, and his chin was drooped... …

As if it was stuck by something, only its head came out, and its body was still buried in the soil. When it saw Mo Fan, it was like a starving person seeing a golden chicken leg, and it kept moving towards Mo Fan!
"Mo Fan, sometimes I really want to chop your mouth off!" Li Mingyuan really has no one like Mo Fan.

As for Mo Fan's mouth, he usually speaks freely, but it also has the attributes of a crow's mouth. If conditions permit, believe Li Mingyuan, he will probably chop off Mo Fan's mouth!
"I don't want to either!" Mo Fan was still a little aggrieved.

He just said it casually, who knew there would really be undead?
"This is something you provoked yourself. You have to figure out a way to deal with it yourself." Li Mingyuan decisively placed the responsibility of hunting the undead on Mo Fan.

"no problem!"

Mo Fan can't guarantee anything else, but Mo Fan won't be sleepy when it comes to fighting!

After all, for a reckless man like Mo Fan, taking action is the best thing for him!

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This chapter is over.

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