"It's a silence spell. When Saitama accepted the other party's conditions, he used his own divine soul as collateral. If you break your promise and leak the news, the spell will take your life. ”

After Lingzawa finished the inspection, he withdrew his hand from Saitama's body, and was about to perform the cleansing technique when a warm handkerchief was handed over.

Shuhua looked at him casually, her expression was very natural, just like countless times before, when he cooked, she helped serve the dishes.

Ling Ze naturally took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, accepting this gesture of goodwill.

Shuhua took the opportunity to ask, "Si Zuo, can you help your subordinates summon the remnant soul of Auron?" I'm worried about the captain and the deer demon. ”

Aursong's remnant soul is getting weaker and weaker, and she can't be condensed with her ability, so she must take action himself.

Ling Ze was by no means ambiguous in handling official affairs, and he quickly arranged it.

The first is to ask the city lord to announce the truth of the year in the whole city, to correct the name of Aosong, and send someone to retrieve his body and bury it properly.

The second is to severely deal with all the people involved in this matter, and Saitama's body was also sent to the merman to refine medicine.

Finally, it is for the lord of the city to publicly apologize to Aurasong.

The lord of the city did not shirk and held a grand funeral for Ausson.

Shuhua lit the incense sticks, formed the seal, Lingze assisted on the side, the incense mist lingered, and the figure of Ao Song condensed.

Compared with the previous melancholy and melancholy, his eyebrows and eyes have stretched a lot.

Shuhua briefly recounted the story and asked the city lord to step forward.

The lord of the city, on crutches, bowed deeply to Ausson in front of all the monks of Proud Shore City.

"Child, you have been wronged, it is I who did not investigate the truth clearly, and I have harmed you and your family. The mistake has been made and there is no way to undo it. I beg you to spare me a few years of life, so that I can choose a suitable successor, and then I will pay you this life. ”

Thanks to the blessing of Lingze's divine power, Ao Song can speak directly.

He said very happily: "My body does not need to be buried, and it is still sent to the merman to refine medicine according to the agreement." As for my family......"

After a sad pause, he said, "I hope that the joint sitting can be abolished so that something like this doesn't happen again." ”

Some monks couldn't help crying: "Deputy City Lord, we were sorry for you in the first place!" Blame me for being cowardly and afraid of being implicated, so I didn't insist. ”

There are many people who think of Aosong's goodness and say it in a whisper.

Aosong shook his head lightly and looked at the city lord.

"As the lord of the city, I understand you. But as my adoptive mother and master, I will never forgive you. My loyalty is not to anyone, but to the city. ”

The city lord's face was gray, and his back became more and more stiff.

Ao Song looked at Shuhua gently: "Fellow Daoist, thank you very much, please accept my thank you gift." ”

His form faded and faded, and he was finally out of sight.

A silver mirage stopped in front of Shuhua, like a human eye, staring at her quietly.

Shuhua stretched out her palm, and the mirage took the initiative to fall into her palm.

Before she could see clearly, the mirage turned into a drop of crystal dew, seeped into her palm, and disappeared.

"Ah......h

Shuhua thought something was wrong, and was scared of a spirit.

Immediately, she felt the drop of dew happily swim along her meridians to her chest, and then was grabbed by the small raindrops and stuffed into its body.

"What a bonus! Hahaha! ”

Xiao Raindrop laughed wildly, "Shuhua, this is the tear that represents the love of the monarch and the minister." ”

Shuhua understood it when he thought about it.

Proud Shore is a small country, and although Ausong did not forgive the city lord, as he said, his loyalty was not to a certain person, but to a city.

His monarch is the city of Proud Shore, who gave birth to him and raised him.

He gave everything for this city.

It's just that the collection of these seven kinds of tears is too random.

Shuhua had always thought that she had to have a close relationship with her, but she didn't expect it to be like this!

"Shuhua, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, you should also find a place to rest, we are going to upgrade!"

The little raindrop yawned and fell into a deep sleep.

Shuhua looked at Ling Ze: "Si Zuo, I'm afraid I have to ask you to deal with the next matter, and it seems that your subordinates are about to break through." ”

Ling Ze said in a deep voice: "You can do whatever you want, I will take you back." ”

Shuhua nodded, sat down cross-legged, and directly entered the cultivation state.

When she woke up again, she had already returned to the spiritual spring pool of the Morning Dusk Cliff.

She was full of spiritual power, and she directly broke through to the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and the scars on the knees of her legs completely disappeared and were intact.

The little raindrops are still sleeping, but Shuhua no longer has the panic of "losing the little friends who depend on each other" before.

The best confidence really comes from one's own cultivation.

Satisfied, she got up from the spiritual pool, dried her robes, and walked expertly towards the crooked-necked tree on the edge of the cliff.

The moon rises in the east, the breeze is blowing, and the red robe of the seat is winding on the ground.

He quietly overlooked the thousands of lights in the Ruyi Palace, occasionally taking a sip of the contents of the cup, and never looked back when he heard Shuhua's voice.

Shuhua leaned over to see what he was drinking.

"It's a spirit wine brewed from dreams and flowers."

She sat down happily, took out an old bamboo cup from the storage bag, and consciously poured herself a full cup.

"It's a pity that there is no roasted spirit meat, otherwise it would be perfect."

She was very cheeky and muttered, hoping that the priest would be addicted to cooking and take the opportunity to eat something.

However, the seat didn't pay attention to her, and she didn't mean to be addicted to cooking at all.

Shuhua asked, "The matter of Ao'an City is over, right?" Are the captain and the deer demon, as well as the three monks of the Good Newspaper Division, safe and sound? ”

"Hmm."

"Did you find a clue to the monk who gave Saitama a forbidden spell?"

"No."

"Is the handover in the hall clear?"

"Hmm."

Shuhua looked at Ling Ze strangely, when he was in Ao'an City, Si Zuo was obviously not like this, and inexplicably began to cherish words like gold again.

"Siza, they're coming!"

Lingyang Xianjun walked over from not far away and greeted Shuhua happily.

"Long time no see, Shuhua Daoyou! You look like you're cultivating and improving! The complexion is also better! ”

Shuhua smiled and thanked him, looking behind him.

Yuelongsha and Yunlu, as well as Su Daji, who was still a deer, came over and shouted happily: "Shuhua, how are you?" ”

"I'm fine! What about you! Shuhua first hugged Yuelongsha, and then looked at Yunlu: "The captain is intact, great!" ”

Yunlu snorted: "Of course I'm intact!" The mirage's illusion is just like that, and it made me break through! ”

"Congratulations." Shuhua looked at Su Daji and said strangely: "Hasn't Su Daoyou recovered his human form yet?" ”

Su Daji blinked his eyes and said aggrievedly: "I don't know what's going on." ”

Shuhua comforted him: "I'll help you take a look, if it still doesn't work, I'll send a letter to the city lord of Ao'an and ask her to help you solve it." ”

Su Daji raised his two front hooves and saluted her: "Thank you." ”

Lingyang Xianjun saw that he was cute and gentle, and reached out and touched a handful of antlers: "It's pretty good-looking." ”

Yunlu laughed weirdly.

I'm sure I'll be able to update it on time tomorrow! It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass, Momoda

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