I have a city in another world

Chapter 3080: Framed and blamed?

The accident happened suddenly, which caught people off guard.

Fortunately, this was not the first time something like this had happened, and the monks were not too flustered.

When the gravel fell to the ground, the violent spiritual energy was released, and the danger disappeared invisible.

The frightened monks poked their heads out from every corner and kept looking around the cave.

Obviously wanting to see if there were any casualties?
Then they saw the white-faced monk whose head had been smashed to pieces and had fallen to the ground and died.

"Dead!"

A monk exclaimed and rushed forward immediately, wanting to see if there was any possibility of rescue.

When he got closer, he let out a sigh of relief.

The head of the white-faced monk was smashed flat, and only the chin remained on the neck. Even the gods could not save him.

"This guy is really unlucky..."

The onlookers muttered, but secretly rejoiced in their hearts that they were not the ones hit by the stone.

Otherwise, at this moment, I would lie on the ground and let a group of people watch and sigh.

Several leaders were a little flustered, because they were the leaders of the secret base because of their status as white-faced monks.

Among all the monks, the big leader has the highest cultivation and strength.

Because only this one son survived, he usually took extra care of him, and even used his power for personal gain to keep him in the base.

The purpose of doing this is to avoid accidents.

Even though he was so cautious, in the end he lost his life inexplicably because of a sudden psionic explosion.

I don't know what kind of mood the chief will feel after hearing the news?
The matter has already happened, and it must not be concealed. We can only send someone to notify the big leader.

All the monks present hid aside and remained silent.

The bearded man sat on the rock, wondering and wondering.

He is still unable to confirm whether the accidental death of the white-faced monk is related to him?

Or the other party's death was related to that mysterious strong man.

The other party heard his thoughts, so he offered to help and killed the white-faced monk?

If this is the case, the bearded man really doesn't know, should he thank Tang Zhen?
Thank you Tang Zhen for making his wish come true, killing the bastard who targeted him, so that he won't be targeted in the future?
But the problem is, I just think about it casually, and I don't really want to kill this guy?

The bearded man was very depressed, and felt that he was thinking too much, and the psionic explosion was just a coincidence.

When he was thinking wildly, he saw a figure flashing towards him, picking up the white-faced monk's body.

"My son wakes up...!"

The big leader hugged the corpse, let out a mournful roar, and made no effort to hide the grief in his heart.

"Why, why only my son died, but you were unharmed?"

The big leader glared at all around, his eyes seemed to be devouring, and he kept scanning the surrounding monks.

"This was just an accident. After all, the explosion of psionic energy is unpredictable, and other monks were also injured..."

There is a small leader who seeks truth from facts and explains to the big leader.

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

The leader roared loudly, his eyes widened.

"My son has escaped the catastrophe of annihilation, and I have avoided the reaper's pursuit, there must be no doubt about luck.

Master Shenxiang once said that my son has great luck, and he is likely to turn the tide and help my generation of monks overcome the catastrophe.

He even specially presented luck charms to ensure that my son will have good luck and avoid all unexpected disasters.

But now, you are still alive, how can my son die! "

The big leader was furious and said his reasons loudly, but all the monks frowned.

These words were too harsh, saying that even if everyone else died, his son would definitely not die.

Could it be that your son is born nobler than others?
Although everyone knew that the big leader meant this, but no one dared to speak out.

However, the facts have proved that the luck of the white-faced monk is really mediocre, otherwise he would not have his head smashed by a stone.

If the big leader is not convinced, he can go to the master of the gods and ask him what's wrong.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the chief took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the grief in his heart.

The cold and gloomy gaze swept around again.

"The old man now suspects that someone took the opportunity to plot and secretly killed my son!"

After hearing this sentence, the faces of all the monks changed drastically, and they looked at the big leader in a daze.

Could it be that he said such words because his son died and was severely stimulated?

The facts were before his eyes, it was obviously an accident caused by the explosion of psionic energy, which led to the death of the white-faced monk.

The big leader didn't believe it, insisting that someone was sneak attacking and assassinating, it was simply unreasonable.

If this is the case, wouldn't all the monks present have become objects of suspicion?
If this matter is not done well, it will cause collective dissatisfaction among the monks, and even lead to civil strife.

But the chief didn't care. At this moment, he only thought about avenging his son.

"Of all the people present, who has any grudge against my son?"

"Say!"

The big leader looked at the crowd with eyes like knives.

"Forehead……"

The little leader who inquired about the news just now was the first to be stared at by the big leader, and suddenly became a little flustered.

He knew the strength of the big boss, and if he wanted to kill himself, it would be effortless.

In this secret base, the leader who once served as an elder in the top sect possesses great power.

If he is not satisfied, his life will be very difficult.

The little leader rolled his eyes wildly, and accidentally saw the bearded man, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

"By the way, just before the psionic explosion, the young master had an argument with this fat beard."

"Pfft~"

The bearded man who shrank his head and stood aside almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He raised his head slowly, showing a dumbfounded expression, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"You bastard, insulting people's innocence out of thin air, is simply insane!
Just now, the exchange between me and the young master was only a few words, and there was no hatred at all.

When the psychic energy exploded, I avoided it without hesitation, and didn't care about anything else.

Besides, your master's cultivation is far higher than my fat beard, so how could he be killed by me in a sneak attack? "

The fat beard yelled to hit Tianqu, but cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

He really didn't know if this matter had something to do with him, but he absolutely couldn't admit it at this moment.

Otherwise, the enraged chief would definitely not have the slightest hesitation, and directly beat his head into a rotten watermelon.

Don't think that the other party is afraid. The world today is chaotic and disorderly, and powerful people can make rules arbitrarily.

For example, in this secret base, the big boss has the highest authority, and few people dare to fight against it.

If you are really hated by the other party, even if you are not killed, you will be targeted everywhere.

Or the task of sending them to death is arranged. If they don't die in the hands of the enemy, they will be assassinated by the leader's dog legs.

It is also not that easy to leave the secret base.

In case of being captured by the enemy, the location of the secret base will be exposed, and then attacked by the Reapers.

Even if they avoided the Reapers, it was difficult to survive in the outside world, because there were fatal dangers everywhere.

Surviving alone is no different from courting death.

The strong desire to survive prompted the fat beard to defend loudly, and tried to arouse the sympathy of other monks.

It is nonsense to say that he killed the white-faced monk in a surprise attack. I believe that other monks are very clear in their hearts.

As long as one person opens his mouth and calls for injustice according to the bearded man's defense, other monks will take the opportunity to help testify.

We are all companions, usually supporting each other, knowing that the bearded man has been wronged, the monks will never make trouble.

While the fat beard was defending, the big chief's gaze was like a falcon, and he looked over viciously.

Look at his eyes, as if to see through the beard.

Fat Beard's heart trembled, but he still bit the bullet, putting on an appearance of being wronged.

"It's not normal for you to be able to kill ten Harvesters without any damage at all.

Just after returning to the base, there happened to be a psychic explosion, which was too coincidental.

Even if there is no murder of my son, you must accept the investigation and confirm that there is no problem. "

Hearing the words of the big leader, the monks who had just participated in the ambush were shocked at the same time.

If he was arrested for investigation and fell into the hands of the minions of Dashouling, even if he did not die, he would be stripped of his skin.

The captured spoils will be stolen away.

"Just kidding, we have made great achievements, why should we accept the review?"

"The matter is clear, I believe everyone can see clearly, what is there to doubt?"

"That's it, we are not convinced!"

In order to protect themselves, the monks argued loudly, making the scene even more chaotic.

(End of this chapter)