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Little haha 2017/5/13 0:13:33

Lin Xuan was taken aback when he heard Miyamoto Musashi's words, he hadn't thought about it for a long time before, why did Miyamoto Musashi save him. Now when I hear Miyamoto Musashi's words, I suddenly realize.

Miyamoto Musashi is Japan's No. 1 sword god, and he even wants to have the Sky Cong Cloud Sword, it seems that the reputation of Japan's No. 1 sword is definitely not a rumor.

At this time, Lin Xuan was a little hesitant, although he didn't want to agree to Miyamoto Musashi's conditions, and he didn't want to hand over the Tiancong Cloud Sword to him, but the conditions proposed by Miyamoto Musashi were also very tempting, Fang Bazhi was the reason why Lin Xuan came to Japan, and it was purely an accident to be able to get the Tiancong Cloud Sword.

Miyamoto Musashi is now just exchanging terms with him, borrowing the sword for three days, and in terms of his reputation, he said that if it was three days, it should be three days. More importantly, Lin Xuan was deeply aware of Miyamoto Musashi's strength, he himself was like an ant in front of Miyamoto Musashi, and he had no strength to resist at all.

Now even if Miyamoto Musashi snatches the sword and kills people, it is very easy.

Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, the skin on the corners of his chapped mouth was particularly conspicuous, Lin Xuan was also helpless now, but he knew that not far away, the person standing was waiting for his answer.

"I promise you. Lin Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eyes full of what I could do.

Lin Xuan stroked the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand, feeling the delicate and cold touch of the silver-white sword body, he felt a little reluctant in his heart, although he had only been getting this sword for a short time, but at this moment, he was still a little reluctant to lend it to others.

"Here you go. Lin Xuan didn't touch it for long, he just touched the sword body, and in the next second, he handed the Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand to Miyamoto Musashi on the opposite side.

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the young man opposite, still expressionless, and reached out to take the Tiancong Cloud Sword in Lin Xuan's hand in his hand. The next second after turning around, Miyamoto Musashi disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xuan looked at the direction in which Miyamoto Musashi disappeared and looked at it for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Lin Xuan came back to his senses and began to think about what he should do now, the Yamaguchi Group should still be catching up with him everywhere, at this moment, it is better not to meet with Ouyang Xiyue and them, so as not to cause trouble, just want to contact him by phone before.

But since the Yamaguchi-gumi have killed him, shouldn't he surprise the Yamaguchi-gumi and repay them?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan finally knew what he should do now.

"Hey, boy. A very familiar voice suddenly sounded in Lin Xuan's sea of knowledge.

Lin Xuan even thought it was his delusion, the owner of this voice was turned into ashes, and he could know who it was, it was the unreliable, somewhat schizophrenic and talkative dead snake - the Baqi Snake.

"Hey, boy, I'm talking to you, why don't you ignore me!" yelled Yaki Orochi.

Lin Xuan was finally sure that he had definitely heard it correctly, and the voice in the sea was definitely the voice of the Baqi Great Snake.

But wasn't the Tiancong Cloud Sword taken away by Miyamoto Musashi, how could he still speak in his sea of knowledge, Lin Xuan was a little confused now, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

"You...... Weren't you taken away by Miyamoto Musashi?, how could you speak in my sea of knowledge?" Lin Xuan thought for a moment, hesitated a little, and asked Yaqi Orochi.

"Do you figure it out, Tiancong Cloud Sword Miyamoto Musashi took it, but I'm in your jade pendant now, of course I can talk to you. Yaki Orochi said with a loud roar.

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Lin Xuan was speechless for a while when he heard the words of the Baqi Great Snake, he didn't expect such a simple thing.

"Boy, where are we going now?" The Baqi Snake asked with some curiosity when he saw that Lin Xuan had been freed.

"Of course, let's surprise our old friends. Lin Xuan hummed a little song and walked leisurely into the distance step by step.

A man walks in a dim streetlight on a street in Tokyo at night, and if you look closely, you will notice that the man's lips are always moving, as if he has been saying something, and if you get close to this man, you will hear the incessant cursing of the man.

It was already dark at this time, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, especially in this dimly lit little street, which seemed even less apparent, and this man stood out very conspicuously in the dim street.

Fujiwara Jiro is in a very bad mood now, he is a team leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, he doesn't have much power, but he can mobilize a few subordinates under him, it can be said that his status in the Yamaguchi-gumi is very low.

Two days ago, he received an order from the group, asking all the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi to do their best to find a person, that person looked young, and even his portrait was folded and carried in his coat pocket, he didn't understand why the group made such a big move to find him.

Fujiwara Jiro thought that the Yamaguchi-gumi would be able to catch this kid in just half a day. There is a saying among Japanese folklore that if the Yamaguchi-gumi want to find someone, then you will have nowhere to hide, and it is better to be found by them.

The next day, Fujiwara Jiro thought that the young man with the portrait in his pocket had been caught, and was about to go home to get a good night's sleep.

But things turned out to be more than he expected, and a day passed, and the young man was not caught. And he heard another news that surprised him immensely: the Yamaguchi-gumi building had been bombed! It was the young man in the portrait who did it! This news instantly blew up the Yamaguchi-gumi sky, and the impact was enough to make everyone feel dizzy.

After Fujiwara Jiro's shocked emotions, he fell into complete busyness, he was looking around for this person in the portrait every day, and the high-pressure policies above made him not eat and sleep well every day, and he couldn't even rest.

It's like this every day, and finally one day Jiro Fujiwara's suppressed emotions explode.

He now hated the person in the portrait very much, and heard that the person was a Chinese named Lin Xuan.

"Lin Xuan, you Baga!" Fujiwara Jiro scolded and felt unhappy, and suddenly shouted in the dim light to vent his anger.

Suddenly, a young man appeared opposite Fujiwara Jiro, who looked very young, and walked towards him calmly and calmly from a distance.

"I heard that ......" The young man on the other side suddenly began to speak, his voice was very soft, but without any emotion: "Are you scolding me?"

After the young man finished his last word, he also walked in front of Fujiwara Jiro.

Fujiwara Jiro didn't react when he heard the young man's words, but when he saw the face of the young man in front of him, he felt that the young man was surprisingly similar to the already somewhat worn portrait in her pocket, and instantly a spirit, and his whole body was terrified!