MTL - Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey-Chapter 720 Kill the well again

"Sir, do we go back to His Highness (Yuan Laiguang) to return to life, or go directly to the left Chancellor's Office?" The warrior who spoke was the deputy of Sakurai Masui, and couldn't help asking as soon as he came out of the Prince's gate.

Seeing the death of two of the four great kings with his own eyes, the man who had always believed in it could not help but feel timid.

Now this situation, even Lai Guanggong is difficult to suppress, only to ask the Minister.

"Asshole, we are His Highness's family. Is it appropriate to go directly to the Minister's House?" Masahiro Horii himself was confused and careless, but yelled: "Furthermore, Minister Zuo can meet us at will?"

To put it bluntly, Yuan Laiguang himself is a member of the Fujiwara family.

The Minister of the Left, Fujiwara Minister, is actually the first person in Japan.

"Sorry, sir ..." The deputy immediately understood and said in shame.

"Go to see His Royal Highness first, and then His Royal Highness prosecutes Minister Zuo." Masui Masahiro glanced: "It's too bad to talk, let alone division."

"Stop the trick of Zhongshantian, you and I go together."

"Hi!"

Sakai Masahiro ran with dozens of people on the street, not that he did not want to ride horses or ride in ox carts, but riding in Mercedes-Benz in Ping An may be taboo. Fujiwara and Prince's Mansion are located in noble gathering areas. It's an ox cart, but instead of delaying time, it's far faster than running directly to the past.

These are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. It is natural to talk about short-distance raids, but all of them have blood on them, and they rush out with anger, and passers-by encountered on the way all panic to retreat and let the way out.

After a long journey, the area of ​​Prince's Mansion has already been out. A bridge in front appears, which is the only way to Yuanlaiguang Mansion.

As long as you pass this bridge and go further, you can see the outer wall.

Sukai had a sense of uneasiness in her heart, which made him slow down.

"grown ups?"

Stopping, Jing Jingzhen couldn't feel uneasy again, and felt that he was too timid. After passing the previous incident, was one of the four great kings of Lai Guanggong himself frightened?

This is simply shame!

Thinking of it, say, "Continue!"

Although he did not understand what the Lord was struggling with, he immediately obeyed and said, "Yes! My lord!"

The long bridge arrived at a glance. At this moment, not only did not have a pedestrian, but also this group of warriors nearby. On the quiet bridge, a few dead leaves blew through the wind, as if someone was crying in the cold wind.

As soon as he reached the bridge, Masui Masui realized that he was wrong and reached for his knife.

"Oh!" A shadow emerged from the bridge hole, and it jumped up in an instant, the knife light flashed, and the dull wooden knife reflected the blood light in the sun.

In this light, Jing Jingzheng's eyes narrowed, and the fear in his heart struck.

At the same time, a voice came eagerly: "Slow!"

But Daoguang didn't hesitate. At this moment, the deputy was half-covered. At this time, he rushed to intercept, only heard the sound of "噗", the cloth was torn, and the flesh did not even have a block. Cut open and continue to cut down.

"Om" Sakai Masahiro's knife has been blocked, and a cyan mask suddenly rises on her body, which seems to be a shield of light, blocking the knife light outside.

With only a few stops, Daoguang cut the mask and cut it off.

Sukai Masahiro was stabbed by this, half of her face was cut off, and a round eyeball fell out of her eye socket!

Even in this way, Masui Sugai, who has only one eye, can still see the look of the attacker instantly when the pain comes.

It is Shinichi Yamada!

Sakai Masahiro looked at the young warrior without even having any expression. His whole body leaned back, fell heavily to the ground, blood poured out, and the bridge was stained with blood.

"kill!"

Then, without any hesitation, the so-called blitz in Germany was to use thunder to show that it defeated the enemy's resistance and made it impossible to join forces.

Pei Ziyun is proficient in warfare, and truly integrates the essence into martial arts and masters the fighter.

The sound of "噗噗 噗" sounded endlessly. Pei Ziyun rushed forward with great speed and waved the long knife. Every time the light flashed, there were screams and splashes of blood, and then various limbs.

When he had to go through, the fifty samurai had fallen more than ten people, and then he woke up from the sudden attack. Now he was red-eyed and desperate.

"Stop it!" A voice came from the river again, as if with magic, more than thirty warriors were stiff.

Ignoring the blood in his nose, Pei Ziyun glanced down at the dead body, before he looked at the river not far away.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a man stands on a small boat, and in Pei Ziyun's eyes, he sees two sacred gods holding wooden paddles for rowing and standing around.

Arrived but failed to stop the killing in time, it was Abe Ching Ming who had invited Pei Ziyun to the house.

"Yamada, your story is a curse of Prajna, and the Prince's Palace is just a misunderstanding. Once you have spared the princess, why do you have to kill them all to kill them?"

Abe Haruaki, dressed in a garb, looked free and easy in the breeze on the river.

I just witnessed a killing and calmly talked with the killer, but there was a little puzzlement and depression in the tone.

Pei Ziyun looked at the boat near the bridge, jumped down, and landed on the deck.

Abe sighed clearly and nodded at the two gods, and the boat quickly changed direction, away from the wooden bridge, and headed for the distance, leaving only waking up, and the angry samurai kept jumping into the water.

Of course, this is too late to catch up, so I don't know how many freeze to death.

"Qing Minggong, you say, this is the curse of Prajna?" Pei Ziyun watched and grinned.

Unlike before, the advent of this time was consciously carried out by the enemy, and naturally there were all kinds of suppression. This is just one of them.

Now it ’s a Prajna bane, why did n’t you say it before?

"And Prajna ..." Pei Ziyun looked away and sighed.

Abe Qingming immediately raised his eyebrows: "Why is Yamada Jun feeling? Qingming thought that Yamada Jun would hate this monster."

"Qing Minggong said and laughed, and emotion is not contradictory to killing. If it is disgusting, it is not enough, even I have some sympathy for Prajna."

"Oh?" This really surprised Abe Harumi.

You should know that since the last contact with Yamada Shin, he has known the temperament of this person, that is, the temperament of not fragrant and cherished.

This can also be seen from Yamada Shinichi's operation at the Prince's Mansion.

If the killing is awesome, but Yamada Shinichi's slashing sword never hesitated.

At this time Pei Ziyun said that he had sympathy ... Although Abe Qingming didn't speak, his expression brought a hint of doubt.

Pei Ziyun does not consider this Abe Harumi to be the man in real history, but has to admit the power of the legendary Abe Harumi, although vigilant, he should be a rare person who can talk about this topic.

"Hashihime, maid's room, Prajna."

"These banshees are actually a kind of nature, which means the women of this life."

"In this life, the woman lived in her maiden house and went to marriage."

"They can only wait for her husband to visit. It can be said that in terms of economy and status, there will not be too much conflict with other women, so that they will not fall into the inner court disputes."

"But emotionally, it may actually be more painful than the inner court system.

Pei Ziyun faced the river with a faint voice: "How many women can't see their husbands for a long time, so they turn lonely into hate? This may be a monster unique to this era."

Speaking of this, Pei Ziyun smiled sarcastically: "Isn't the mother of the right guard, also a victim?"

The mother of Dao Gang who wrote "The Diary of the Dragonfly" is a typical example. In 954, when he was newly married for six months, Fujiwara's family (post-office to Taizheng Minister) visited regularly, but only six months (into the autumn) would not come.

Due to the accumulated anxiety and dissatisfaction, the author was so distraught that he couldn't think about it and wanted to die, but thinking of leaving the young child Dao Gang (later from three right guard generals) alone, he couldn't bear to leave When he wanted to become a monk instead, Fujiwara Nozomi cried and followed her mother to become a monk. Seeing this scene, the author also had to abandon the monk, and the chanting "歌" contained endless sighs.

Pei Ziyun said that it made Abe Qingming feel a little emotional and embarrassed.

Fujiwara, the son of the family and the head of the road, is the current minister and the benefactor of Abe Harumi.

"Yamada is very aware of the sufferings of these women. The existence of Prajna was indeed born of jealousy. For many years, she has been alone in the vacancies. She cannot see her husband. She can only live with memories and thoughts every day. ? "

"It's just that, if you have pity on Prajna, why are you so ruthless toward Sukai?"

Sighing, I heard the roar from afar.

Abe turned to look at the bridge that was too far away to see, and saw the soldiers crowded on it, roaring with the depressing sadness, apparently Watanabe found that he was over.

"Why kill the four heavenly kings ..." Pei Ziyun also looked at this moment, and answered Abe Qingming's question seriously.

"The four heavenly kings are both Lai Guang's family members, and their friendship is strong. Even if they don't talk about friendship, they are in the same camp. Let alone kill two people. There is no possibility of reconciliation if they kill one."

"Being immortal, rather than staying afflicted, you might as well kill all." Listening to the familiar roar far away, and with the endless hatred of the torrential river, Pei Ziyun smiled.

"Listen, how much hatred this Watanabe voice implies, Abe, this is the last of the four heavenly kings. What do you think of me?"

Pei Ziyun looked at Abe Qingming, and this time calling his surname directly was also an attitude.

"Abe Qingming is unfathomable, but she must be an enemy or stay." Pei Ziyun thought in her heart.

Under the gaze of Pei Ziyun's murderous spirit, Abe Qingming was uncomfortable, only contemplative, but the two gods who were rowing were agitated by this murderous spirit, and he watched with vigilance.

Abe Qingming motioned them to continue paddling, looking calmly at Shinichi Yamada in front of him.

Yamada was holding a wooden knife in his hand. It was an ornament-like existence, but now it was shining. I do n’t know how much blood of ghosts and gods has been absorbed. This ordinary wooden knife has become a demon sword that is more popular than this era. Even more amazing existence.

Abe Harumi's gaze fell on Yamada Shin's face again. The young warrior often had pity, but he was better than most people's indifference. I believe that by saying so, there is no chance of turning around.

You can let things go wild. What is the majesty of Ping An Jing?

Not to mention hidden tasks.

Thinking of this, Abe Haruaki sighed: "Yamada, I can't let you kill like this."

Abe Qingming has observed for a long time. Although he has a lot of powerful gods, Yamada Shinichi ’s swords and ghosts and gods are cut, and the outcome of the war is unpredictable, but he has to say: "Yamada, this is my responsibility, you understand ?"

Pei Ziyun listened, raised his eyes and glanced at Abe Ching Ming, silent for a moment, suddenly smiled, focused his head, and said with emotion: "I understand ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Everyone has his own position and obligation, even Abe Ching Ming same.

However, the war did not start immediately. When this was said, Pei Ziyun jumped, and although he was a few meters away from the shore, he jumped easily to the shore.

"Goodbye then, I hope next time, not the opposite."

Speaking of steps, Abe Qingming asked: "Yamada, where are you going next?"

Pei Ziyun kept walking, his voice passed: "Out of Beijing."

Bantian, Bubu, and Jingjing are dead. Yuan Laiguang will be furious. Once Abe Qingming has put on an attitude, he cannot stay in Heianjing. Once he exits Heianjing, any pursuer will turn into a prey.

Martial arts has penetrated into the essence of Pei Ziyun. In Pei Ziyun's eyes, martial arts must be masters of martial arts at the same time in order to be promoted to the Grand Master.

Commanding a thousand troops, how is it different from a sword in your hand?

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