Chapter 720： Kill the well again (1/2)
”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.