Masha nodded and was about to speak when the cat emitting blue light jumped onto his shoulder.

Then he confirmed something, the cat was weight.

——So fat!

The moment this idea came into being, the white cat emitting blue light raised its hands and claws fell, and three blood marks were added to Masha's forehead.

The white cat jumped to the ground and disappeared.

——This little temper is quite strong.

Masha was all focused on the cat, and it was a beat late to notice that the big guys in the room were staring at him, and his expression was very subtle.

From the perspective of the big guys, this is what happens:

Masha first sided his shoulder just right, and obviously a heavy object suddenly fell on him. This action was extremely natural and it was impossible to do without palace-level acting skills.

Then blood claws appeared on Masha's forehead, and part of his bangs were cut off and turned into flying hair.

Then Masha's sinking shoulders suddenly loosened again, and the pressing weight seemed to disappear.

If everyone could see the white cat emitting blue light, there was nothing to be surprised about in this series of things.

But the problem is, they can't see it, they don't even know it's a white cat.

Combined with the power that the master just showed, their imagination of the master's cat became very scientific.

The specific meaning of this description is: there are tentacles on the body, various test tubes are inserted on the back, or the body is full of metal, or there are symbiotic bacteria in the stomach that are more than ten or twenty times more than ordinary people... and so on.

Therefore, after witnessing the series of "changes" of Masha just now, everyone naturally thought of this related to the cat of the master, and Masha's expression became subtle.

Ma Zili asked worriedly: "Is it okay? Is the master angry?"

Masha shook his head: "It's okay, his cat is angry."

Masha didn't think too much about these big guys, maybe they would figure out what they could do.

He hurriedly used a low-level healing spell to let his hands shine, and then wipe it on his forehead.

Although this is a trick that Masha can use as much as a weak man, the wound on Masha's forehead is not deep, and this trick can be cured in one go.

Masha noticed that the big guys exchanged a series of glances.

——Don’t do this, I was just scratched by a cat. Don’t pay so much attention to it. I’m under a lot of pressure for you.

Masha decided to leave quickly.

So he urged Ma Zili: "Let's go, dad, we're fine."

Ma Zili: "Ah? Oh, okay, is it really okay? Then... won't that cat have any terrible power, and will it leave any terrible consequences?"

For a moment, Masha wanted to fool me with words, such as "It's okay, this is the spur given to me by Master for the sake of the best and good deeds", or "For the sake of the Holy Master Terra, Master Remind me that I am not loyal or not loyal."

But in the end he gave up this idea and spoke out without meaning except complicating the situation and causing trouble.

Masha: "Let's go, it's okay."

Ma Zili nodded and saluted Lord Zuo: "I will surrender first, Lord Zuo."

"Yes." Lord Zuo nodded.

Ma Zili then took a step forward, and Masha followed closely behind.

After leaving the room, Ma Zili whispered: "Is it really okay? Do you want to arrange a servant who is good at spiritual comforting magic for you?"

"No problem." Masha replied briefly.

"The arrival of the false explosion is very sudden. You may feel that you are fine, but the next moment..."

"I'm fine." Masha interrupted Ma Zili's words.

Ma Zili seemed to want to say something, but he wanted to say something but stopped and finally chose to remain silent.

The father and son were silent and arrived at the flight platform using the transmission device inside the main hall.

Ma Zili took out his flying carpet.

Masha sat in the flying carpet and looked out the window.

When the flying carpet flew up smoothly, Masha was surprised to find that the outer surface of the Witcher Hall Building was as smooth as new.

——When we came here just now, there were two big holes in the exterior wall of the fiberglass!

Masha leaned closer to the window and carefully observed the exterior wall of the building that was moving away.

Then he found that the exterior wall had not been completely repaired, and many fiberglass were in a broken state, but many magicians were floating near these thorns, and the mobile phone in his hand was emitting flashlight-like light. Where the light shone, the fiberglass was slowly returning to its original state.

——This is so magical!

——No wonder this world is full of false explosions and magicians fighting Frankenstein all day long. This city is so neat and beautiful.

——It turns out that after the war, we will use magic to quickly repair it!

——However, those who have passed away in the battle should not be able to quickly "repair" with magic.

——Laifu once said that the resurrection is a proud skill of the Frankenstein School, but it is very troublesome and has many restrictions. It is difficult to say that the person who was resurrected is still not the original person.

——For example, I am not the original Masha at all.

Masha looked at the gradually moving away from the witcher hall building, thinking irrelevantly.

**

In the building of the Demon Hunter Hall, Lan Ping was still sitting in the heavily guarded interrogation room, and the witch hunter guards who were staring at him had been rotated several shifts.

The class I just changed into was obviously a little tired, and it was obvious that the witch hunters had been busy for a long time.

Lan Ping: "Hey, that guy, I think you are very sleepy, so just go to bed. I won't run away anyway, so you can't sleep for a while."

The witch hunters all showed disgust.

If you face a talkative maniac for a long time, you will have this expression for normal people.

All the demon hunters didn't know that at this time, a small mechanism in Lan Ping was making slight sounds.

The dip is 0, the answer is 1, and the dip is transmitting binary encoding to Lanping.

【The actions of contact with the new school failed and the losses were moderate.】

"Oh, don't be polite. Everyone is born to a fucking child. They will be tired. You have to sleep when it's time to sleep." Lan Ping was talking nonsense, while commenting on the message he just received in his heart: The old man, the Secretary of Military Affairs, has his strength increased again?

[Confirmed that the Secretary of Military Affairs was injured, it is supposed to be the masterpiece of the master or the tutor under his throne, it is supposed to be a spiritual attack.]

Lan Ping frowned: I gave the Secretary of Military Affairs a ruthless move?

[In view of the strong strength and domineering way of acting, we decided to make contact with the new school the highest priority to avoid exaggerated situations. But your task remains unchanged. We will regularly inform you of the latest progress and wish you all the best. Joint meeting of Professors of the Dahua Empire]

Lan Ping smacked her lips.

Then he picked up the chopsticks on the table and knocked on the bowl hard: "I'm hungry! You didn't even put white rice and cabbage on me. Do you really want to starve me to death?"
Chapter completed!