Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 621: Little loach, spit it out!

Dark clouds were pressing down, destroying the remains of the ancient capital.

The icy rain came as fast as an arrow, soaking the foundations of the ancient capital.

The originally towering outer city wall was like a fragile dam, its weak body simply unable to withstand the tide of evil spirits.

The outer city wall was quickly destroyed, thick bricks and stones collapsed, and tall towers fell down like clay sculptures, not to mention the houses on the streets.

Looking out from the inner city wall, the entire area of ​​this ancient capital within a radius of more than ten kilometers has been submerged in a vast black ocean. Buildings, streets, squares, parks, schools, and hospitals have all been washed away by the evil spirits, and not even a trace of wreckage can be seen!
The evil spirits finally entered the city, pouring in from all directions. The most frightening thing was not the ability of these evil spirits to devour the ocean, but at a glance, except for the evil spirits in the front, the tide line was closing in step by step, and behind the tide line was a huge mass, stretching for who knows how many kilometers, which made people wonder if they were the invaders of this kingdom of death.

"A tribe, a country. The kingdom of the dead. This is the kingdom of the dead!" Han Ji looked back. The old murmur sounded like a low chant, or more like a prayer of death for this city.

"President, Gudu will survive this disaster."

"I hope so"

When Han Ji and the mysterious gray-white man arrived at the quiet room, they saw Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou standing guard at the door, one on each side.

But in fact, they were also very tired. They moved two stools from somewhere and almost fell asleep in a daze.

The two little ones were naturally awakened, but they also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was Han Ji.

"It's really an emergency and I have no choice but to disturb you. Now that you're awake, please inform your sister. I have something important to discuss with you!" Han Ji said seriously.

Seeing Han Ji so serious, Mo Fan did not dare to delay and knocked on the door of the quiet room.

Mo Yingge was lying on a mat, her hair slightly disheveled. She had woken up and was leaning against the wall, revealing a rare, weak side of her.

Liu Ru also appeared in the corner, looking at them with wine-red eyes.

"Sister, Han Ji is here. He said he has something important to discuss with you."

Mo Fan said calmly. In fact, he was a little indignant. Didn't he see that his sister was already so weak? Why did he come to disturb her again after such a short time?

"Wait a moment." Although Mo Yingge didn't care too much about his image, he couldn't meet people like this. He had to tidy himself up a little.

There was a large wooden box next to it. Mo Yingge didn't have time to look at it. She hurriedly packed her clothes and stood up.

"Did you take the Kunjing water from Hua Village?" Han Ji asked straight to the point.

"Yes."

Mo Yingge was a little confused, but seeing Han Ji's serious look, Mo Yingge told the truth.

"Okay, okay, God bless the ancient capital, take it out quickly, as long as we use the water from Kunjing, we can reconcile the Nine Nether Dew in the rainwater, so that the undead can no longer appear during the day, and the ancient capital will be saved!" This is the first time that the mysterious gray-white man showed obvious emotions.

Even if his heart was as hard as iron, it was impossible for him not to get excited.

Han Ji also had an excited expression, and there was even a slight light in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaohou next to him was also very happy. This was great news!
The ancient capital can be saved!

Mo Yingge really didn't expect this to happen. Even though her delicate and beautiful face was a little pale, she was still very special. But then she showed a look of frustration. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I did take the Kunjing water away because I realized it was the same thing as the holy spring in Bocheng. But now..." Mo Yingge said in embarrassment, glancing at Mo Fan.

"what?!"

The most feared word when speaking is "but", but facing Mo Yingge Han Ji had no way to be angry with her. If it weren't for her, Gu Du wouldn't have even had the previous half hour.

Perhaps she doesn't know yet that many people who managed to escape to the inner city already worship her as a god!

"sister"

At this time, Mo Fan pulled Mo Yingge's clothes and stood up and said, "The water from Kunjing was actually used by me, including the Holy Spring in Bocheng. I should be able to take out some, but I'm sorry that a lot of it has been consumed."

Mo Fan knew very well that Mo Yingge didn't tell him just now because she wanted to protect herself. If they were lucky enough not to die and someone knew about today's conversation, Mo Fan would face a lot of groundless accusations. In this case, it would be better not to say anything.

But how could Mo Fan embezzle the water from Kunjing at this time?

The disaster in Bo City is still fresh in his mind, and he can't just sit back and watch!
"Okay, okay!" Han Ji's mood was also full of twists and turns. If it weren't for his high level of magic skills, his spirit would have collapsed.

Now was not the time to ask Mo Fan what he did with the spring water. He was looking forward to seeing how much more Kunjing water Mo Fan could produce.

Han Ji took out a magic water storage device. Mo Fan still wanted to keep some privacy, so he turned around and ran to the quiet room to take off the small loach pendant, and shook it continuously to spit out the spring water he drank yesterday.

"Little loach, oh little loach, stop pretending to be dead, hurry up and spit out the water, or we will be the sinners of the ancient capital!"

Mo Fan picked up the little loach, and the little loach "opened its mouth" like a living thing and spit out a stream of clear spring water. Finally, Mo Fan pinched its "little belly" and did not let it go until the little loach could no longer spit out a drop of water.

Little Loach: I really didn’t cause any damage!!

"Daddy loves you! I'll make sure to find you a big meal later!" Mo Fan kissed the little loach excitedly, stuffed it back into his pocket, and then opened the door.

The little loach trembled a little, looking weak and broken.
Han Ji was very anxious, but at least he did not lose his mind. He also knew that young people always liked to hide things, but now he really couldn't help but be anxious.

“Mr. President, I have accomplished my mission, but I still cannot give out one third of the money.” Mo Fan said.

"Two-thirds is not bad. On behalf of the ancient capital, I thank you!" Han Ji took the water storage magic device, and his old hands were shaking slightly.

"Two-thirds is enough. Let's go find Lu Huan. His water skills can send the water from the Kunjing spring to rain clouds." The mysterious gray-white man said to Han Ji.

"Okay!" Han Ji calmed down a little and said to Mo Yingge and Mo Fan seriously, "Gu will never forget your kindness. Thank you!"

As he walked out, Han Ji seemed to have thought of something, and his voice came back from outside: "The feathered robe you wanted before is in the quiet room, and its keeper has given it to you."

Mo Yingge was stunned, then turned around and took out the large wooden box.

With some excitement, Mo Yingge opened it.

A ray of colorful rainbow light bloomed quietly, as if responding to something.
I wish all my book friends good health and longevity!

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(End of this chapter)