Versatile Mage: Possessed by the Black Snake at the beginning

If Tang Jinxing had been awake during this matter, he would have been able to tell the two of Hei Jiaoyan's arrangements.

And he now has enough reasons, the information he got from Queen Jiuyou

The villain who thinks he has won reveals all his plans. Isn't this a routine operation?

It's a pity that Tang Jinxing is in a coma now.

After Han Ji almost treated Tang Jinxing's injuries, he sent him to the hospital for recuperation, leaving Zhang Xiaohou to take care of him.

At this time, the sky was gradually turning white, and Han Ji and Lu Huan needed to prepare for this morning's meeting.

Black Jiaoyan and the undead may cooperate. This is not a trivial matter. The two of them are going to summon all the senior officials of the ancient capital.

Zhang Xiaohou, who was sitting beside Tang Jinxing's bed, also looked haggard.

There were so many things that happened last night that ordinary people would have had a nervous breakdown when meeting any of them.

Whether it was the Sha Yuan who was like a melting pot in the apocalypse, or the weird and charming Nine Nether Queen, she even almost participated in a battle at the level of the Great Monarch.

If you are a little bit unlucky, you may stay in the land of the dead forever.

At this time, whether it was physical body, magical energy, or emotions, Zhang Xiaohou had reached his limit.

After a while of hesitation, Zhang Xiaohou picked up the landline phone beside the bed and dialed a number.

"Hey, monkey, why are you thinking of calling me so early in the morning?"

"Brother Fanfan." Hearing the familiar voice over there, Zhang Xiaohou's eyes turned red instantly and his voice was a little choked.

People are like this sometimes, they can be extremely strong when faced alone.

But once a familiar voice asks you, "Are you okay, what's wrong?", your emotions will instantly find an outlet to vent, and your tears will be like a flood that breaks a bank.

"What's wrong? It's not a breakup, right? Why don't you come to the Magic City to relax and let Lao Zhao take you to experience King Zhou in the private room."

Suddenly hearing Zhang Xiaohou's choking voice, Mo Fan was a little panicked and could only pretend to be joking and comfort him.

"No, Brother Fan," Zhang Xiaohou took two deep breaths to calm down and said word by word: "Mu He is the deacon of the Black Sect. Brother Tang fell into a coma to save me."

"What!!!" Mo Fan's shock could be heard through the phone.

No longer joking, he asked word for word: "Brother Tang is unconscious? Is the injury serious?"

"President Han Ji has treated Brother Tang, but Brother Tang has not woken up."

He still didn't wake up. Mo Fan frowned. He seemed to have heard from Old Zhao about Tang Jinxing's situation before.

It seems that after the last time in Jinlin Huangcheng, Brother Tang also lay in the hospital for a while.

But Mo Fan wasn't sure if it was the same reason, so he immediately said: "Wait for me, I'll be right over!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Fan directly summoned the Swift Star Wolf and rushed to the Magic City Airport.

Hearing that Mo Fan was about to arrive, Zhang Xiaohou felt a little more at ease, and then made another call.

"Xiaoyu, I'm at the No. 1 Hospital."

"I'm fine. It's just that Brother Tang is a little injured. Please come to the hospital and help me." Zhang Xiaohou said directly. At this time, his condition was also very poor and he needed He Yu to help pick up the shift.

In the ancient capital, there is a street called Huili Street that is claimed to be occupied by the people of Bo City.

This street is full of people from Bo who moved to the ancient capital after the Bo incident. Among them are many classmates of Tang Jinxing's class.

This Huili Street can be regarded as the nine-yuan store in the magical world. It sells very broken magic items. The price is generally between 500 to 1 yuan, because the value of many second-hand magic tools and materials is difficult to find. Estimate.

Many mages who are short of money come here to hunt for treasures, and occasionally they can get good things. For them, one more magic tool is a qualitative leap in strength!

Today, Huili Street welcomed a group of customers who did not belong here.

Each of them wore purple guard robes, and their expressions were cold and serious, somewhat inhumane. They soon surrounded the entire Huili Street.

"Do you have any questions?" A man who looked obviously well-groomed and had his hair combed meticulously came out.

Judging from his dress and temperament, he looks very much like a child of that kind of aristocratic family, and he has a calmness that belies his age.

"Are you Mu Bai?" One of the guards, the mage, asked directly.

"Yes." Mu Bai nodded. The pride and arrogance in the past were gone from his brows. It was obvious that the Bo incident had made him grow a lot.

"Come with us. There are some things that require your cooperation in the investigation."

Obviously, Mu He's social identity had been investigated clearly by the Tribunal and the Imperial Guard Mages, and they immediately approached Mu Bai, who was close to him.

"I understand," Mu Bai nodded and asked, "Do you still need the cooperation of others? If necessary, I will call for you."

The situation was stronger than the people. Although Mu Bai didn't know what the imperial guards mages wanted to investigate at this time, he could only try his best to cooperate.

Only in this way can the suspicion on them be cleared and the business on this street not be affected.

You know, many people in Bo City in the ancient capital can barely make ends meet by relying on the small shops on this street.

Seeing Mu Bai's cooperation, the leading guard mage's face relaxed slightly, and then he named a few names and headed to the trial together.

The investigation ended quickly. Investigation and interrogation in the magical world were much simpler than those in Tang Jinxing's original world.

However, although the investigation was over, Mu Bai still leaned back in his chair and did not move for a long time.

Even though everyone has left, he still sits on the chair like a puppet.

His eyes were full of disbelief, but the facts did not allow him to doubt.

With his fingers deeply inserted into his hair, Mu Bai's face looked a little painful, and his eyes were red.

Mu He treated him well and even treated him as his own son, but Mu He was the deacon of Black Jiaoyan!

His inner emotions were extremely complicated. He felt like his heart was riddled with holes, and he even felt like he was going to have a mental breakdown at any moment.

In the conference hall at the top of the Magic Association, all the senior figures from the ancient capital are gathered here, and almost every one of them has super-level strength or above.

At this time, except for Han Ji and Lu Huan, who were at the top, everyone had expressions of shock and fear on their faces.

"You mean, Heijiaoyan has colluded with the undead outside the ancient capital?" Councilor Zhu Meng, whom Tang Jinxing had met, said in disbelief.

"I admit that this statement is very shocking, but it is the fact." Han Ji said with a serious face.

Hiss~~~~

There was a sound of air conditioning in the conference hall.

"Do we need to evacuate the crowd?" Ling Xi asked. She was a rare female super mage in the conference room.

At the same time, she is also a red archbishop—Salan!

Although I received the message from Empress Jiuyou last night, I still feel a headache now.

Mu He, who fails to accomplish anything but fails more often than not!