Chapter 116 We Want to Have a Wedding
"You don't want to be a good person, but you have to be a beast. You are Saran's running dogs. I will kill you if I see one!"

Mo Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and the rage in his heart was like a ball of burning flame boiling in his chest.

"Mo Fan, you still have one chance. If you don't kill her, she will be mine."

Qin Zhan reminded with a smile on his face.

Hearing these words, the deaconess trembled with anger.

They are the Black Cult T, the dreaded Black Cult T, when did they fall to this point?

A cruel smile appeared on Mo Fan's lips, and he slowly raised his right fist.

Brown and bright red, the two flames quickly intertwined together.

"Meteoric Fist IX"

“Stop… stop it!!”

Just when Qin Xiao was filled with murderous intent, a somewhat timid voice was heard.

"I told you to stop, or your friend will die!"

The voice seemed to be more resolute, and it tightly grasped a dagger-like piercing magic weapon in its hand.

The dagger was placed on Zhang Xiaohou's neck. It was so sharp that it could cut Zhang Xiaohou's skin with just the slightest touch.

Zhang Xiaohou still had that dull expression on his face. Even though there was a sharp knife at his neck, he didn't seem to react much.

Mo Fan frowned and stared at the man coldly.

"Hongjun, what are you doing!"

Su Xiaoluo shouted angrily.

"Xiao Luo, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Qin Zhan saw through it at a glance, his face full of sarcasm.

"Hahaha, well done. I didn't expect that a Gray Cultist like you would actually come in handy."

The deacon suddenly burst into laughter, with a smile of having survived a disaster on her face.

"Hong Jun, how can you do this? We are all people living in a dangerous village and must follow the instructions of our ancestors..."

Su Xiaoluo was also stunned. She had never expected that Hong Jun was actually a member of the Black Vatican.

"Ancestral precepts, what a bullshit ancestral precepts!"

"It's because of idiots like you that my classmates look down on me!"

"The second month after I left Huacun, I never wanted to go back. If it wasn't for the order from above, I wouldn't have come back at all!"

"A bunch of idiots, a bunch of people who only know their ancestors' teachings and can only do farm work!"

Hong Jun's face gradually became distorted, and it seemed that his resentment towards the village had been accumulating for a long time.

"Hahaha, when you become a black priest, you can get whatever you want."

The deacon seemed to feel that she had already obtained it, and laughed wildly.

"To be honest, I always thought that the village chief was the one who was in charge of the Black Church T, but I didn't expect that he was killed directly by Brother Zhan."

Zhang Xiaohou's eyes suddenly became less dull. He looked directly at Mo Fan and Qin Zhan and said with a smile, "Sorry to trouble you!"

Mo Fan laughed, and the smile on his face was very bright.

The calamity flames that were about to dissipate suddenly became even more vigorous and surging, burning the surroundings with a blinding red.

Qin Zhan also smiled. He was originally planning to kill the female deacon, but now he didn't have to do it.

"What are you talking about, you idiot? Tell them to stop right now, or I'll kill you!"

Hong Jun shouted angrily.

The sharp dagger was already close to Zhang Xiaohou's neck, about to cut the blood vessels.

Zhang Xiaohou did not speak, and Mo Fan did not stop his movements.

The flames on his body were surging like a volcano, and the terrifyingly powerful Meteorite Fist Nine Dragons blasted out again.

"Damn it, you ignored me!"

Hong Jun's face twisted. He stabbed Zhang Xiaohou's neck fiercely. He wanted to let Mo Fan know the consequences of looking down on him!

All those who look down on Hong Jun must die!

The dagger stabbed down with enough force to pierce his throat directly. Hong Jun had no intention of showing mercy at all!
However, the expected blood did not spurt out, and even the dagger stabbed only pierced the air, without the feeling of piercing the flesh at all!

The angry Hong Jun only felt a flash in front of his face, followed by a gust of wind rushing towards him.

Zhang Xiaohou had already disappeared from his sight, and a chill came from behind him.

"You are such a hopeless idiot. The Black Cult is full of livestock, but you are willing to be their slave. How can you, who associates with demons, be called a wizard?"

Zhang Xiaohou's voice sounded from behind Hong Jun.

Hong Jun felt a chill and thrust the thorn magic tool backwards fiercely, but unfortunately, it only hit a wind afterimage of Zhang Xiaohou.

Zhang Xiaohou was already two meters away, his eyes sparkling more than ever.

With a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly blew in front of Zhang Xiaohou, and the high-speed rotating airflow suddenly turned into a whirlwind.

Hong Jun had no time to react before the whirlwind threw him directly into the air.

"Huhuhu~"

The wind became fiercer and Hong Jun flew higher and higher, his body seemed as small as a blade of grass.

It can be seen that under Zhang Xiaohou's control, a gorgeous wind tornado rose from the ground, and all the rain in the sky was sucked in.

"Don't kill..."

Su Xiaoluo was just about to plead for Hong Jun.

But it's no use!

In the sky, the wind was howling and thousands of wind blades passed through Hong Jun's body!
In just a blink of an eye, Hong Jun's body was chopped into pieces, without even a bleed, and turned directly into a bloody mist.

"I can promise you anything, except letting the people from the Black Church go."

Zhang Xiaohou said to Su Xiaoluo expressionlessly.

A rain of blood fell and dripped onto Zhang Xiaohou's body, revealing the murderous intent in his heart.

Su Xiaoluo looked at him in surprise, feeling that he had suddenly become a different person.

"Boom~"

At the same time, a meteor split into nine flaming dragons, completely engulfing the female deacon.

The deaconess screamed madly, some screaming, and some begging for mercy.

However, Mo Fan's killing intention was as resolute as Zhang Xiaohou's. He had no intention of letting her go and even wanted to whip her corpse.

"Welcome back."

Qin Zhan slowly walked up to Zhang Xiaohou and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Zhan, Brother Fan, I'm sorry"

Looking at Qin Zhan and Mo Fan in front of him, Zhang Xiaohou seemed a little guilty.

"There's no need to talk about anything else. Now you can tell us what you found in Weiju Village."

Qin Zhan waved his hand, signaling Zhang Xiaohou not to worry about it.

"Is such that."

Zhang Xiaohou told him everything that had happened.

"I saw a member of the Black Cult near Shayuan. I fled to Huacun and was rescued by Su Xiaoluo. I was almost poisoned to death while recovering from my injuries. You are very lucky. When will you treat us to a drink?"

Mo Fan asked with a strange look on his face.

"Drinking? Anytime is fine."

Zhang Xiaohou asked in confusion.

"The wine Mo Fan is talking about is not just any wine, it's wedding wine!"

Qin Zhan raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)