Detective Resurrection, Finding the Future of Women

The Immortal Sword is still alive? This is gonna change!

"You, are you Mo Fan?"

Liu Ji'an looked at Mo Fan in disbelief.

"Diaken Liu, stay safe," Mo Fan said with a smile.

“You, are you really Mo Fan?” Liu Ji'an still could not believe what she saw.

"Fang, the one who just killed that holy messenger, right?"

Mo Fan silently looked at Liu Ji'an without speaking.

"No, that's impossible! You are a pupil of artu—

"There's no way you're killing a holy messenger! Where is the sword elf of the sword pavilion? Why didn't he come out ..."

Mo Fan did not answer his question, but condensed and said: "As a human race, why would you want to join the Demon Race and join the Demon Sect?"

"Why do you want to take refuge in the devil? Ha, ha, ha..."

Liu Ji'an laughed a little crazy:

“Human's gas has rotted! The human race is really desperate! Just by joining the demon race! Can we hold on!

"Towardly twenty years, at most twenty years! The world will be destroyed!

"Everybody is going to die! Ahaha! Everyone will die! Ahaha! You're gonna die! I'm going to die too! The sword elf will also die!

"Only Demon King! Only a Demon King can live forever! Only the Demon King can protect us!"

Mo Fan: "..."

Is this old man crazy?

Or a brainwashed fool?

Also, most people who could rely on the Demon Race were not ordinary people.

"The devil can protect me, save my son, save my daughter, save my lover...

"Why do you think I should join the Demon Race?"

“You're bewitched.” Mo Fan shook his head.

Satan is the best at bewitching people.

"Magic? No, no, I'm not bewitched, I can't be bewitched!

"I'm so awake now. I've been fighting for humanity for years. Other than watching my relatives die one by one, what have I gained?"

Liu Ji'an rolled on the ground in pain, holding her head.

His eyes were red, his expression painful, and his face was so pale that there was no blood at all.

Mo Fan shook his head and was about to step forward, but his expression changed, and he quickly turned his body to one side.

With a swish, Liu Ji'an, who had just rolled around on the ground, jumped up and slammed her palm into Mo Fan's life gate.

Unfortunately, Mo Fan seemed to have predicted his actions and managed to dodge the palm.

Liu Ji'an's expression changed slightly, but she still instinctively turned around and slapped Mo Fan again.

However, at the next moment, his complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to retreat crazily.

Unfortunately it's too late.

The golden fist rapidly enlarged before his eyes, like a falling scorching sun, with world-shattering might, as if piercing through a world.

The peng!

A muffled voice.

Liu Ji'an punched her chest, and fell to the ground with a reluctant face.

Sensing the life quickly passing by, Liu Ji'an suddenly became quiet.

He stared at the bright starry sky above his head, his eyes blurred.

"Cough, cough cough—"

After coughing twice, Liu Ji'an said with great difficulty:

"Why, why are you so strong?"

Mo Fan shook his head: "It's not too strong either. If you're still amazing, I'm not your opponent."

"Who are you? Why are you hiding your identity in Yuxu Academy?"

"You may think too much. I'm just an ordinary student from the outer sect of the school, and I don't hide my identity."

"No, only after you cultivated for the first two months did you forge your body."

"That's the first two months, and people will improve."

Liu Jian: ".." - I: "..."

"Han, Han lied?"

“Ya.” Mo Fan nodded.

"He escaped and disappeared silently at a critical moment.

"The old man did not find him. Otherwise, the old man can recover his incredible body and will not die in your hands."

“Did you run away? It's okay.” Mo Fan outlined a smile on his face.

Senior Brother Han really won't fall so easily.

He might really have the fate of the protagonist, and he might soar into the sky in the future.

After concentrating, Mo Fan asked again: "Did your junior brother Li Xinghe also join the Demon Race?"

As he asked, Mo Fan concentrated his mental strength and slightly guided Liu Ji'an's thoughts.

At this moment, Liu Ji'an was on the verge of death, her spirit was scattered, and Mo Fan's mental strength was different from that of an ordinary person, so he could have some effects.

"Sister man? He was raised by that old man. Wherever the old man went, he would go. What did the old man ask for, ahem—"

"Where did he go? Did he leave Yuxu Academy early?" Ask Mo Fan.

"Cough cough—" Liu Ji'an spurted blood and foam, and her eyes became increasingly lethargic.

He controlled himself, stopped talking, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death quietly.

Seeing this, Mo Fan shook his head, stopped asking, crouched down, and lightly tapped between his eyebrows.

There was the sound of waves, like something was breaking.

Liu Ji'an's brain and limbs twitched, and her eyes widened, After struggling for a while, her body finally stiffened, and her vitality dissipated in an instant.

Mo Fan reached out and closed Liu Ji'an's eyes.

"Go in peace, do not be tempted by the devil in your next life, in my heart, you are always a good teacher."

Mo Fan shook his head, his expression a little sad.

Then, he got up and turned to look at Liu Xiyan, who had appeared out of nowhere.

Under the starlight, Liu Xiyan had white hair and a scarf, and her bright face reflected a dazzling brilliance.

“It looks like the elders also saw what just happened.” Mo Fan looked at him.

Liu Xiyan nodded and said, "I saw that he wanted to attack you, but in the end you killed him."

With that said, Liu Xiyan glanced at Liu Ji'an on the ground, and said with concentration, "Is he Deacon Liu from Pill Daotang?"

“Ya.” Mo Fan nodded.

"Let me handle this matter" Liu Xiyan said.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then thanked: "Thank you, Elder."

"Go back, Xu Jing will not come to practice swords today, I only instructed him to understand the legacy of the sword pavilion on the seventh floor of the sword pavilion."

“Oke.” Mo Fan turned around and left, neatly.

He was not stupid, he naturally knew that Liu Xiyan was running after sensing the dazzling blade light.

But since the other party did not ask, he naturally would not take the initiative to say anything.

However, this incident made Mo Fan understand the truth, even staying in school was not entirely safe.

When the unexpected happens, it doesn't matter where you are.

This time, if there was no knife charm given by my father.

He's afraid to explain it here.

"I still have to get stronger. I must obtain the spiritual stone quickly, and attempt to break through to the foundation in no time, and go to the trial tower."

Sighing, Mo Fan left the mountain behind, greeted Chu Qian and descended the mountain.

…………

In the barren forest several miles away from Yuxu Academy, faint spatial ripples suddenly appeared.

Then, a figure wrapped in a black robe walked out from there with a horrified expression.

"Jianxians?! The sword pavilion has appeared again! How is this possible?!"

He glanced towards Yuxu Academy with a heart, gritted his teeth and rose into the air, using a secret method to drain the primordial spirit, turned it into a blood-colored ribbon, and flew towards the sky.

"The peerless sword-giver reappears, and the sky will soon change!

"You must report immediately to the sect master!

"Just what was hidden in the mountain behind Hidden Sword Peak?

"Why is the devil trying so hard to let us create a magic circle to explore this place?"