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Mofan had just finished eating the pear. Before he could wipe his mouth, Asha'ria came out of the darkness. She had a slim figure with exaggerated curves. She had a different kind of charm when she was surrounded by a dark mist.
Asha'ria never hid her charm. Her waist was swaying more than a normal woman's. It was a great contrast to her image in the Parthenon, where every step she took was as delicate as a lotus.
"They were planning to go to the desert to look for someone who ran away. It's obvious that they failed this time. There's a survivor. If there's a survivor, it means they know the truth. We have to find the survivor before the people who are more anxious than us, "Asha'ria said.
"Is it this person?" Mofan took out Sharjah's photo.
Asha 'ruiya took a closer look. After a long while, she asked with a serious expression, "Did she have an affair with you too?"
"…" Mofan was left speechless.
Why did everyone think he was a scumbag?
The word "too" was heartbreaking.
"Is it her?" Mofan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Asha'ria.
"I think so. The person said it was a woman before he died. Apart from us and the Guild of the Wicked, the Magic Association of Asia, the Temple of God, the Liden Royal Family, the Hunter Union, the Palace of Assassins, the Black Vatican, and some mysterious people are also looking for her, "Asha'ria said.
"Did you get all this information from the person?" Mofan asked.
"Of course not. I have my own information network. If so many people are looking for her, I'm here to join in the fun. She's a weak woman, so she has to rely on a strong ally, "Asha'ria said.
"You have other motives," Mofan said.
"Mm, but I won't harm you, right?" Asha'ria said.
"It's hard to say," Mofan said.
"Then why did you eat the pear that the person peeled for you? What if there's poison in it?"
"I'm thirsty."
"Alright, we've already tested each other. Don't worry, we weren't enemies before, and we aren't enemies this time either. Who knows what will happen in the future, but that's a matter for the future." Asha'ria stretched lazily. That seductive figure was right in front of Mofan's eyes. If it was a normal man, he probably wouldn't be able to stand it for even a second.
Since the members of the Guild of the Wicked were so well-prepared, it meant that Sharjah might have escaped into the depths of the desert or even the desert maze.
The most important thing now was to find Sharjah.
Many people were desperate to find Sharjah, which meant that it was not as simple as the Black Vatican's crime!
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"Their leader, Tex, should be waiting for the people here to deliver the supplies to him," Asha'Ria said.
Mofan nodded. In order to get there faster, he didn't save his magic power and used Blink multiple times.
He had to find Sharjah before the other organizations found her!
After passing through the cold sand, the dunes gradually appeared. It meant that they were entering the desert, where there were fewer plants and less water.
The moon hung high in the blue-red sky like a silver scimitar.
Under the illumination of the silver light, there was a green field full of succulent plants. Most of them were cacti, which towered into the sky like towering trees, towering among the sand dunes and sand.
Such a green space could block out the wind and sand. Many travelers would rest here when they encountered it.
Mofan and Asha'ria knew there were people in the cactus green field. They walked over like a young man and woman traveling in the desert.
There were indeed many people in the green field. There was a group of off-road vehicle merchants, a group of camel elephant merchants, and some wanderers resting in twos and threes.
"Are you two here to admire the Blue-Red Skydome too?" a big-bellied man asked.
"Yeah, we are astronomy enthusiasts," Asha'ria replied in a gentle voice.
"I wonder if you enjoy the red sand too?" the big-bellied man smiled. He had a mouth full of golden teeth.
"It depends on what the sand is dyed with. If it's the blood of evil people, I can perform a Moonlight Dance on it," Asha'ria maintained a faint smile, but her eyes were flickering sharply!
Jinya's seemingly easy-going smile gradually disappeared.
In the end, a cold and disdainful expression appeared on his face.
"I think the blood of the two of you is very suitable," Golden Tooth said coldly.
Golden Tooth's figure suddenly became erratic. His body was wrapped in a grayish-black Arabian robe. His fat body was as light as a phantom.
A large golden saber that contained the power of thunder was brandished above Jin Ya's head. Hundreds of shocking forked lightning bolts suddenly fell from the greenish-red sky, densely covering the vast desert!
"Die!" Jinya slashed down the lightning saber in his hand fiercely. He raised both his hands and swung it sideways with one hand.
For a moment, the aimless blue-red lightning bolts seemed to have found an outlet. They all poured toward Mofan and Asha'ria. Hundreds of Yaksha Thunderbolts were terrifying enough to flatten a mountain.
Asha'ria was a little surprised. One could not judge a book by its cover. Such a fat man selling silk actually had such a high cultivation.
He swung his saber down, and the lightning was as heavy as a thunderbolt!
Mofan took a step forward. His black eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Jinya and the layers of Yaksha Thunderbolts sweeping toward him.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered.
The vast power of lightning seemed to have collided with some kind of elimination magic. A moment ago, it was still surging fiercely with enough power to split a mountain, but after a flash of light, it was empty. The roar of thunder, the destructive aura, and the hundreds of forked lightning bolts had all disappeared!
Jinya slashed at the sand with his saber, like a fool who had lost all his special effects. His saber was still very far away from his target.
Jinya was stunned. However, he was still the Third Master of the Guild of the Wicked. He had seen a lot of things. He immediately swung his saber again and summoned the lightning bolts once again.
"You can cast a Lightning Spell in front of me, and it'll be my loss." Mofan stared at the fat man. His aura was like a huge sand dune whose top could not be seen. He was slowly moving toward Jinya.
Jinya was swinging his saber. His posture was quite impressive, but every time the blue-red lightning bolts were about to appear, they would be extinguished.
"What kind of sorcery are you using!?" Jinya blurted out in a panic.
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