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"Is this really good? Let Mo Fan face Bei Jiang alone?" Feng Zhoulong said.

"That guy is in the dark. If you super-level mages are nearby, he will definitely not show up. He will realize that this is a trap for him, and then our plan will be in vain." Lingling said.

Lingling sat next to Leng Qing's hospital bed. She seemed to have no emotion on her face while saying these words, but in fact she was more worried than anyone else!

This is related to the lives of two people who are very important to her. If Mo Fan cannot defeat the humble craftsman, he will be in danger and Leng Qing will die with him.

But she can't do anything now, she can only wait here. Waiting is a more painful thing than going to fight!

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It was dark night again. In the past, Mo Fan liked to fight at night, and the night made his shadow magic more possibilities.

But this time, Mo Fan couldn't be thankful that his shadow ability was simply a born baby in front of his opponent this time and could not pose any threat.

Similarly, this was also the first time Mo Fan felt the suffocation and danger of being strangled at the throat at any time, refreshing his understanding of dark magic.

When I walked to the outskirts of the city, there was a large area of ​​empty wasteland, and the straight road was just a few lights of several houses scattered...

Behind him is the bustling Guangzhou City, with bright lights and darkness ahead. The more you go out, the tighter Mo Fan's nerves are. He never thought that a dignified shadow mage would be afraid of walking at night!

After looking at the black flower with only two petals left on his palm, Mo Fan's uneasiness gradually dissipated and he became a little impatient.

If the killer didn't appear, Leng Qing would be dead. There was only a little time left. Judging from the situation of the previous fight, even if that guy appeared, he would defeat and kill him at this time. It would be extremely slim.

You must know that even the super-level mage Feng Zhoulong did not keep him!

As time goes by, this impatience becomes heavier. After all, it is related to Leng Qing's life. Mo Fan cannot accept it as calmly as he faces others.

"You can't save anyone." On the road, a black figure standing in the center of the branch line suddenly appeared, and the pair of divine eyes stared at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan didn't say anything, he just stopped his pace and stared at the powerful opponent.

"Do you remember that fat boy? The color of his brain is brighter than I thought, tsk." Bei Jiang smiled, his face highlighted the terribleness in the darkness.

"You killed him?" Mo Fan was stunned and said in a daze.

"I have a disease. I wonder if the female doctor who helped Leng Qing stay for a short period of life can be cured?" Bei Jiang said sarcastically.

"You should go to the veterinarian," Mo Fan said.

"I know you are trying to lure me out, and I know that Leng Qing cannot live. Unfortunately, the boss seems to be very interested in you. You have asked me to come here with such sincerity, and then I will come." Bei Jiang stretched out his pale right hand, glanced at the watch, and then said, "Fifteen minutes, Leng Qing's life is only fifteen minutes left. You know, I can wait for fifteen minutes before appearing, let Leng Qing die, and then jump out and kill you... But everything will seem too boring to do this. I decided to give you a small opportunity to make this simple plan."

Mo Fan stared at the killer, but his heart was turbulent, but his face still maintained a calm look. He could not show any panic in front of a powerful opponent, and panic was a flaw!

However, Mo Fanjue never expected that this craftsman saw through everything. His appearance did not fall into the trap woven by him and Lingling. It was just him teasing, teasing everyone, teasing all the lives he thought he would die and would definitely not be able to live!

"Of course, in fact, this game doesn't take as long as fifteen minutes, because it's only five minutes for me to take your life!" Bei Jiang continued.

As he said this, his body began to blend into a large area of ​​darkness behind him. Under the entire darkness, a face with an extremely strange smile gradually emerged, from blur to clear, and finally to being difficult to distinguish between true and false, it looked very small on the road!

Looking at the huge black smiley face in front of him, if it wasn't an opponent, if it wasn't the killer's distorted, deformed psychology that made people disgusted, hated and annoyed, Mo Fan would admire his control over the power of darkness. It can be said that he gave Mo Fan a vivid course on dark magic!

Mo Fan would never show off his skills in front of such a dark master. He knew where his current advantage lies, and he knew that this was a battle that must be won.

In fifteen minutes, life is always so fragile, and it always makes people have to fight hard to defend it with all their might!

"Dark face!"

The huge smiling face turned three-dimensional. It pounced on Mo Fan like a ghost. The laughter that rushed into his mind disturbed his spirit. The connection speed of the stars became severely slower, his judgment ability was slower, and his sense of fear spread throughout his body!

Mo Fan was fearless himself. What made him afraid of was Lingling's inability to recover, Lingling's crying and crying. The fear of darkness amplified Mo Fan's emotions, causing Mo Fan to be implicated and dragged down by this emotion!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk ~~~~~!"

The dark face is very close, and Mo Fan keeps retreating. This kind of magic has no real destructive power. It destroys people's psychological defenses, making people lose their will to fight directly, and even lose their thoughts under the claustrophobia and amplify the consequences of sadness...

Mo Fan continued to retreat, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter behind him. Mo Fan turned his head and saw another huge dark face, which also hit him!

“Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~”

The concentration drop on his chest trembled slightly, and the ripples of the water dispersed with special blue light of stars. Each layer of it swept out, which eliminated Mo Fan's different fears that were printed in his mind.

Mo Fan's mind suddenly became clear. When he opened his eyes again, the dark face had disappeared without a trace.

Mo Fan looked down at the penis. Although the invasion of dark fear was lifted, he was not happy at all.

The battle began, and this important spiritual magic tool was used. How to resist the opponent's attack in the future?

And if I resisted passively in this way, how could I defeat him in fifteen minutes?
Chapter completed!