Kapitel 892: Curse Pool

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Yang Qiao's neck was small and thin. It actually felt great to touch.

However, Mo Fan applied the physical strength of an Advanced Magician and pinched the woman's thin neck. It immediately snapped after a soft crack!

Yang Qiao was unable to react. Her face still looked terrified and stunned, yet her head was already falling to the side, followed by her feeble body falling to the ground.

She fell right beside the young man. He initially thought he was dead for sure, yet a Hunter had appeared and saved his life. He burst into tears of joy.

"Can you stand?" asked Mo Fan.

"Ye...yeah!" The young man was stronger than Mo Fan had imagined. He slowly rose to his feet, yet when he looked at the corpses of his family, he broke into tears again.