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These three people were the three girls who drove Sol away, and the dumb girl still spoke so irritatingly.

The three girls, although Saitama is very angry, but it is impossible to beat them up, so he can only yell hysterically: "(*`皮*) This is not bald! This is bald! Bald!"

"Hi Yi, Hi Yi! So, do you want to form a team with us, the bald man?"

The dumb girl didn't know how to repent, but asked with a helpless expression.

"o(▼皮▼メ;)o"

Saitama was completely on the verge of breaking out.

"Leia sauce, you can't be so rude!"

The petite girl dressed as a sage knocked on the head of Dai Maomei with the scepter in her hand and taught.

"Sir, you are very powerful, are you interested in going with us to defeat the Demon King?"

The girl who looked like a swordsman solemnly extended an invitation to Saitama.

The other two girls were quite polite. To be honest, he was almost bored and crazy these days, so Qiyu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"emmmmm, yes, but I have a condition."

After thinking about it, I just need to take Hiraishen Kunai with me anyway. Minato and Sol have things to do, and it's boring to be alone, just to see how strong the devil king of this world is.

"What conditions?"

Sister Sage asked.

"This guy is not allowed to call me Uncle Bald!"

Saitama called, pointing at Leia.

"Okay, okay, let's just call it bald."

Leia nodded helplessly.

"(╬￣dish￣)＝○#(￣#)3￣)"

If eyes could kill, Saitama has already blown this silly girl up with one punch.

"My name is Saitama! Call me Saitama!"

Saitama-sensei roared hysterically.

"o(▼皮▼メ;)o call me bald again, and I'll throw you on the moon!"

"Okay, okay! I want to see what's on the moon too!"

Who knew that upon hearing Saitama's threat, instead of being afraid, Leia looked at Saitama expectantly and said, as if she was expecting Saitama to do so.

Is this man a fool?

Well, even Saitama didn't bother to compete with her anymore, this girl really deserves to have a stupid hair, this brain probably fell into her mother's belly when she was born.

"Saitama-san, I'm Liya, the sage."

The sage girl introduced herself.

"My name is Nabe, swordsman."

The swordsman girl said coolly.

"(*^▽^*) Vata Siwa (my name is) Leia, brave man!"

"I'm sorry I don't want to know you. My mother told me not to play with fools since I was a child."

"Why is this! Uncle, wait for me!"

. . . . . .

In the live broadcast room.

Nan Xiaoniao: "Big Brother Saitama met a brave man?"

Yan Chixia: "It's not just Saitama, Saul also met him. Is this a coincidence?"

Lin Jiu: "I'm afraid not. This little girl named Brave feels like the protagonist of this world. Her luck is against the sky. She met Sol and Saitama one after another. Presumably she has been noticed by the gods."

Li Mochou: "It's best to pay attention! Just clean them up!"

Dagu: "I think something is wrong. What purpose should the gods have? Otherwise, why would the brave suddenly invite Saitama to fight against the devil?"

Heroic management: "Wait and see what happens, anyway, with Saitama around, there won't be any problems."

Dagu: "It's true."

In the dark plain, in a gloomy palace, a three-meter-high giant sat paralyzed on the main seat, surrounded by four or five people in different costumes, tightly surrounding him in the center.

"The Demon God General is nothing more than that, with such strength, no wonder he would be instantly killed by the brave!"

One of the girls, who was wearing a mage robe with an open back and holding a magic staff in one hand and a magic book in the other, looked at the giant slumped on the chair with disdain.

"The strength at the beginning of the third level is not bad. After all, that brave man is a bug, and may have the strength of the fourth level."

The other, a yellow-haired young man who was holding his chest and carrying a big sword on his back, said.

"Boss, what shall we do next? We have slaughtered all the troops outside, and we have also captured this big man, and then what?"

A thin but muscular young man wearing gloves, dressed like a martial artist looked at the white-haired young man with a dagger and asked.

This white-haired young man had an inexplicable rune drawn on his left arm, and his entire arm seemed to be soaked in blood. That big hand was like the sharp claws of an evil ghost, terrifying and hideous.

"What should I do? I really want to know how strong the Demon God King will be."

The white-haired youth said with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The Demon God King? Are we going to fight the Demon God King?"

The young martial artist exclaimed in surprise.

"No, I want to see if Kazan's power can emit a different brilliance in this world."

The white-haired young man shook his head, with a devilish smile on his face. As he spoke, that ferocious big hand instantly plunged into the giant's chest.

Puff!

There was almost no obstacle, and the body of the Demon God General was like paper.

"Hehehe!"

With a low, sinister smile like that of an evil god, the demon god wrapped his whole body in a terrifying blood-red aura, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Roar!"

. . . . . .

Chapter 314

Chapter 312 The Daily Life of Ning Beichen and Lao Niu

"Huh~ Now, there should be no more goblins on the border, right?"

Completely destroying a goblin king's lair, Fleur wiped the sweat off her head and let out a sigh of relief.

"No, if the gods are still rolling the dice, then the goblins will never be extinct."

Shashinmaru shook his head, knowing everything, eliminating goblins is no longer his ultimate goal.

Minato patted him on the shoulder when he heard the words: "Don't worry, with us here, the gods in your world would not dare to do this. After all, even the bosses of the group have spoken, unless they really want to die."

"Hey, I always hear what you say about the leader of the group, who is he?"

Fleur couldn't help asking curiously.

She had heard Minato talk about this person more than once in chat with Gorsha, he seemed very powerful, even this very powerful Minato was very respectful when talking about this person, she couldn't help being curious.

"Well, the boss of the group can be said to be our leader."

Minato replied with a smile.

"Then is he strong?"

This time it was Doug's turn to ask curiously.

"Very strong, unimaginably strong."

Minato didn't know how to explain the group leader's strength to them, so he could only choose to say so.

"Is it stronger than the Demon King?"

Gallus asked in disbelief.

In their cognition, the combat strength of the ceiling is only the Demon God King, and even the giant dragon may be worse.

Well, the real ceiling brave has not yet appeared in their sight.

"It's incomparable. The gods are nothing but ants in front of the bosses, not to mention that a mere demon king can't even say whether Sol can beat him."

Minato shook his head and explained helplessly, this is also the reason why he didn't know how to explain it. Several people's cognition is limited, and they can't understand it just by talking.

Sure enough, although Minato tried his best to describe it, they either couldn't imagine it, or they simply doubted it. I'm afraid they won't be able to figure out the true strength of the group leader in this life.

"I really want to meet him~々!"

Fleur sighed with some longing.

Minato smiled: "There will be a chance."

"Thank you everyone for helping me kill so many goblins. When I return to the town, I will treat everyone to dinner."

Almost wiped out all the goblins on the border, and Shajinmaru's rare tone was filled with excitement and joy.

"Yoxi! You must have a big meal today!"

There is a treat, Fleur yelled happily.

In order to avoid delaying time on the road, Minato used the flying thunder god to bring them back to the village, and passed by Saitama who was rushing to the border.

. . . . .

In the Holy Land of Heaven.

"Are you coming with me!? If you don't, I'll cut off your bullwhip and roast it today!"

Ning Beichen firmly grabbed the old cow by the tail and said.

"I won't go! Let go!"

The old cow desperately wanted to break free, but unfortunately the gap in strength was still too great. Unless he cut off his tail, he would not be able to run if he wanted to.

"Hey! Don't give me a face, right? OK."

Ning Beichen was also laughed angrily by the old cow. Since this guy is disrespectful, he didn't have to worry about it at all, and directly used a magical power to turn the old cow into the size of a palm, and squeezed it directly in his hand.

"I don't care, you ****, Ning Beichen! I fuck you"

swish.

Ning Beichen waved his hand and sealed the old cow's mouth.

"Hehe, I'll make you laugh."

Ning Beichen held the old cow in his hand and said mockingly, regardless of the murderous eyes of the old cow, turned into a stream of light and flew away.

. . . . .

"I said boy Ning, have you recovered from your injury? Why did you come here when you have time?"

Mo Cangqiong sat in front of the table, smiling and handing Ning Beichen a cup of fairy tea.

"Hey, didn't I miss you, Shigong! Come here to see if you are recovering from your injury."

Ning Beichen said with his hands on the teacup.

Drink the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"En! Great tea!"

"You boy, it's a pity for you to drink this tea!"

Mo Cangqiong rolled his eyes when Ning Beichen drank peony like a cow. This kind of good tea needs to be tasted. There is no one like him who is bored like him, and it is not wine.

"Hey, isn't Master's tea so fragrant, I can't wait, I can't wait..."