"Seat ......" Shuhua couldn't describe how she felt at this moment, and she muttered, "Are you okay?" ”

Her body was wrapped in a transparent water coat, which blocked the heat of the golden black fire.

Needless to ask, this supernatural power must come from Lingze.

Ling Ze lowered his eyes: "I'm fine, are you still in pain?" ”

Shuhua held his chest and explained: "I don't know why, as long as I get too close to the seat, I will have unbearable chest pain. With other people, it doesn't work. ”

Ling Ze was silent for a moment, and said in a dumb voice: "Maybe it's the fragment of her divine soul that doesn't want me to get close." You've got to get better, there's trouble. ”

Shuhua looked at the burning dossier building behind him, frowned and asked, "Did we kill a lot of dragons just now?" ”

"It's not a lot, there should be only two."

In the battle just now, illusion and reality are intertwined, there may not be so many dragons, but the golden black fire is real.

It is also true that the dossier building was burned.

But it is enough to provoke conflict.

As the adopted son of the lord of the castle, Saitama's illusion is much higher than that of the other mirages in the house.

Therefore, the mirage who rushed to hear the sound could only see Ling Ze and Shuhua killing the monks guarding the dossier building and burning the dossier building.

They couldn't see that Saitama had fought with Reizawa, and they didn't know what Saitama had played in it.

They glared at Ling Ze and Shuhua hatefully, and shouted loudly: "Come on, the strangers have killed Aobai and Aofu!" He also set fire to the dossier building! ”

Saitama appeared in time with a large number of monks, surrounded the two, and moved directly.

Shuhua and Lingze kept backing down.

At such times, the slightest miscontrol can lead to a catastrophic direction.

Or, death from injuries.

Or, counter-kill back, causing more casualties and causing the mission to fail.

Shuhua shouted loudly: "City Lord, Saitama killed people with golden black fire, if you don't come again, we won't be able to hold it back!" ”

The city lord really responded and gave a majestic order: "The mirage monk put away his weapons and retreat!" ”

Saitama shouted excitedly: "City Lord, they killed Aobai and Aofu, we will avenge them!" ”

The city lord said coldly: "Don't worry, if I hurt my clansmen, I will not spare them easily!" Back off! ”

The monks were about to put away their weapons when Saitama shouted again.

"Why retreat?! These two outsiders have ill intentions and have advanced cultivation, once they are given the opportunity, they will definitely flee and attack Ao'an City! ”

As a result, the mirage monks clamored and shouted, "Yes, you can't retreat!" ”

The castle lord narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Saitama and said, "You don't listen to my words anymore, do you?" ”

"I said a long time ago that strangers are greedy and cannot be trusted, but you don't want to believe it! Until now, you're still protecting them! ”

Saitama was not afraid, and said angrily: "You are old, you are getting fainter and darker, and you are negligent in employing people, so there will be a defection of Aosong and bring disaster to the clan!" ”

"You're old, greedy for appetite, and don't mention wasting your wealth, but you shouldn't have lured wolves into the house, and you still refuse to listen to my advice!"

"It's Aobai and Aofu who died this time, who knows who will die in vain next time because of your stupidity?"

He shouted so bluntly that the mirage monks looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Saitama looked at them, opened his arms and shouted, "Is what I said wrong?" She is already old, and she is not worthy of virtue! She should have stepped down a long time ago, she didn't! You have to occupy this seat and harm the people! ”

"Whoever of you wants to follow her, go and follow! Anyway, I don't follow! I'm going to build a safe and powerful city! Don't let the hateful strangers bring disaster in! ”

"The outside world has been swallowed up by more than half of the resentment! There are a lot of outsiders who want to hide in Proud Shore City! We can only hunt ten sharks a year, and this is only enough for us to survive, isn't it? ”

The mirage monk fell silent and said no more.

The city lord suddenly laughed: "You finally said what was in your heart, and you held it back for many years, right?" Great work. ”

"Come, stand in line, and if you want to follow him, stand on the left, and if you want to follow me, stand on the right."

The lord of the castle waved his cane, and a golden thread split the ground in half.

The monks were agitated and made their own choices.

Most of them followed Saitama, and the small half followed the castle lord.

Saitama was very proud: "City Lord, if you are willing to listen to my advice and kill these two foreigners, for the sake of you once raising me, I am also willing to respect you as an elder and provide for you to the end." ”

"I really don't have to." The city lord shook his hand, closed his eyes and meditated, and a golden bead the size of a fist floated out of the ruins of the dossier building, hanging in the air.

Saitama's expression changed slightly: "What is this?" ”

The city lord said lightly: "My mirage." I'm old and have a bad memory, so I forgot to teach you the last trick of using the mirage. ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, since it happened to happen today, I'll teach it on the spot."

"That is, when the age grows to a certain point, the mirage can be separated from the body and used for taking pictures to identify the truth."

As she spoke, a mist of mist emanated from the golden beads, and the building of the file before it was destroyed emerged.

Saitama and the two monks stood in the middle of it, saying something with a solemn expression.

The two monks hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Saitama patted them on the shoulder, took out two boxes and stuffed them, and left.

Not long after, Saitama and Reizawa appeared on the roof of the dossier one after the other, in a fighting posture.

Two monks from the dossier then appeared, busily performing illusions before joining the warband.

After that, the dragons pressed each other, and the dragons were entangled in a formation, and taking advantage of the illusion, Saitama escaped, leaving only the two monks entangled in Lingze and fell into the ruins together.

Saitama took out a jade box and threw it over, and the flames rose into the air.

Shuhua's figure also appeared, including her eating and watching the battle, and then pulling out the mountain giant axe and rushing into the fire to search for Lingze.

At the moment when Ling Ze hugged her into his arms, the image came to an abrupt end.

"What's going on? It was Saitama who set the fire! The onlookers were furious and quickly withdrew their support for Saitama.

The sleeves of Lingze's robe waved and easily grabbed Saitama, who wanted to escape.

Several monks did not understand: "Why do you want to burn the dossier building?" It is the foundation of Proud Shore City! ”

Shuhua fell into the ground: "Because he thinks that the dossier building contains the secret of his cruelty to Aosong!" Since you can't find it, it's the cleanest to burn! Then the trouble was brought to us two outsiders, and they took the opportunity to stir up trouble and seize the position of the city lord. ”

Saitama glared at her angrily, "You hurt me!" ”

The city lord said in disgust: "Saitama, I only ask you, the golden black fire is fierce and ferocious, the immortals are unstoppable, and the immortal court has always been strictly controlled, and ordinary monks are not allowed to obtain it. Where did you get that? ”

Shuhua continued to add: "Yes, you hate foreigners so much, and you don't have contact with the outside world, how do you know that the outside world has been swallowed up by the turbid breath for more than half of it?" In fact, you've been colluding with outsiders all along, right? ”

At this moment, my biggest wish is to be able to save a little bit of manuscripts this weekend and update them on time every day.