The girl in full costume sat in the carriage like a clay sculpture and wood carving, swaying slightly, her appearance was very delicate, not to mention beautiful, but it was definitely a small jasper.

It's just that there is no expression on a beautiful face, the lips are tightly pursed, and the eyes are sad, as if the heart has long been dead.

The elder woman said bitterly: "Ah Tong, Xu Fu asked you by name, and your father was helpless, he was only a local name, and he was not Oda Nobunaga, who was known as the Sixth Heavenly Demon King, where could he afford to provoke that Xu Fu." ”

Ah Tong smiled bitterly, turned his face to look at the scene outside the window, the carriage walked very smoothly, all the way, and it didn't seem to be in a hurry to take her to the Demon Cave Kyoto Mansion in her eyes.

The man who was far away in Kyoto Prefecture just hooked her hand, and her father was going to send her to Kyoto, maybe ...... This is called authority.

She sighed and wrenched her hands together: "I know my father's hardship, I was able to tolerate Atong's willfulness and allow Atong to stay in the village, I was already very tolerant. ”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that Ah Tong would be depressed along the way, and kill herself while she was not paying attention, if that was the case, the end that awaited her could only be something more tragic than death.

"Atong, it's best if you can understand your father's hardships, as for that Xu Fu, if he can really control the shogunate and ascend to the throne of the emperor, wouldn't it be a great luck for you to marry him!"

Atong nodded blankly, lowered his head, and muttered softly, "But...... I haven't had time to see him yet. ”

"If you just leave. ”

"Really...... It's a pity. ”

......

In the mountains, the group stared at the send-off procession slowly moving forward in the mountains, and began to disperse one by one, quietly diving into the depths of the dense forest.

There was a narrow passage between the two mountains, and Miyamoto Musashi had come here in advance, sitting cross-legged, and in front of him, two swords were placed, and he was now gently wiping the hilt of the sword with a white silk cloth.

Afar.

Li Bai took a sip of wine, and a string of blood traces flowed under the seven-foot Four Seasons Sword on his hand, forming a mottled picture scroll along the four seasons on the hilt.

In the dense forest behind him, there were narrow blood stains spreading to his feet, and the secret sentinels in the family sending team inside fell in a pool of blood, and their heads were different.

This team is Xu Fu's personal guard, and its strength is extraordinary, even if it is a secret whistle, there is no shortage of strong blood clans who have been born to the realm of grandmasters, compared to the low-level blood clans in that small village, it is simply different from cloud and mud.

Zhuge Liang and Li Bai stood side by side, the chessboard appeared out of thin air, the formation had already been arranged, and he raised his head and said, "Are you going to do it?"

"Don't worry, wait for the sword to come. Li Bai folded his five fingers, clenched them into fists, and raised his head as if he was looking up at the bright moon in Guanshan Mountain, a hundred miles of clouds.

Time gradually passed, and Li Bai suddenly said, "It's here." ”

A dense screech resounded in the sky.

Last night, Li Bai went up to the snow-capped mountain at night, climbed the peak and sat down, and cast 13,000 swords overnight.

Ten thousand sword tricks, well deserved.

Today, with a wave of his hand, 13,000 swords densely covered the entire sky, which was not an illusory sword light, but a real sword weapon, each of which was more than three feet long and weighed four catties, six taels and eight dollars.

He chuckled and said, "The Shushan Sword Sect's swordsmanship, which is worthy of being known as the Heavenly Escape, is no worse than the swordsmanship of the Qin Clan. ”

Zhuge Liang exclaimed: "Shu Mountain is strange, there are many foreign warlocks, Taibai, your swordsmanship originated from Shu Mountain?"

Li Bai smiled and didn't say anything more, as if acquiescing.

Li Bai's ancestral home is indeed in Sichuan and Shu, and it would be good to use this explanation to prevaricate Zhuge Liang.

It's just that for friends, he doesn't like to tell lies.

I saw him pinch his fingers and wave, and ten thousand swords roared in unison: "Let's go, let's go...... Kiss!"

[This trick is so handsome!]

[I feel that Xiaobai is becoming less and less like an anchor, and he rarely interacts with us anymore. 】

[Yan: Boom, the baby is wronged!]

[If Xiaobai is all day long, "Lao Tie is fine, double-click 666, brush the gift.] "Something like that, is that still a little white?]

[That's right, this is our glorious and positive energy of the cold white god!, you inferior carbon-based beings, can't understand his nobility at all.] 】

[Look at the sky, long live the white seniors!]

......

Zhou Yu and Takeshita moved the dry firewood to the edge of the cliff, and sat down on the ground, exhausted.

Li Bai's side is as light as a weightlifter, ethereal as a fairy.

And the painting style on his side is obviously much worse, this is also a helpless thing, many of his demonic treasures have been used in the previous battle, and they need to be cooled, this time they can only use firewood to increase the fire.

Even if it is a demonic flame, the fire with roots will burn longer than the fire without roots.

"Zhou Sang, if you can, don't burn the mountains and forests again this time. Nakorulu stroked the trunk of the towering tree beside her with some distress.

Setting fire to the mountain is almost irreversible in damaging the spirits of nature.

Ordinary hunters and woodcutters usually cut down trees and hunt small animals, and the harm to the spirit of nature is insignificant, and even belongs to the cycle of the spirit of nature.

But setting fire to the mountain is excessive, almost a natural disaster.

Zhou Yu glanced at Na Ke Lulu's delicate little face, his heart softened, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll try my best, but if the battle situation is unfavorable, it should be burned or burned." ”

This terrain is very conducive to fire attacks, the reason why they didn't launch fire attacks at the beginning is because Ah Tong is also in the team, although the lethality of the fire magic technique ranks first among the demon path methods of all systems, but the control is much inferior.

Ordinary flames, he can do as if making the fingers of the arm.

But if it is a fire, it would be good for him to simply point in the direction, and even need to watch the sky at night and calculate the direction of the wind in advance in order to maximize the power of the fire attack.

In the canyon in front of him, he can guarantee that if the fire goes down, the people below will be like crabs with the lid of a pot smothered, burned red and fragrant.

......

in the convoy.

The woman departed.

Ah Tong sat alone in the carriage, a pair of calloused little white hands stretched out from the long sleeves, clutching the hairpin, and a trace of struggle flashed in his gloomy eyes.

It's not that she didn't want to die, but if she committed suicide, Xu Fu would definitely be angry with her father, she hadn't done anything for her father in her life, so she didn't want to cause him any more trouble.

There was a violent shock, and the groom who was driving stopped the pulling horse loudly, and Atong was caught off guard and hurriedly held the carriage, the expression on his face was surprised, and he couldn't help but have a trace of hope.

"You're here, aren't you?"

She muttered softly, tears bursting in an instant.

But in an instant, the hope in her heart turned into despair, and no one knew better than her the terrifying guards in this team, the most powerful blood clan leader, and even tore a swordsman in the village in half in front of her.

She is not a woman who is powerless, she has also practiced kendo, although she has not reached the realm of a grandmaster, but she is not much worse than Miyamoto Musashi's sword-wielding attendant Takeshita.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the Blood Clan Leader, even in the Grandmaster Realm, was an extremely terrifying existence, far from being able to deal with Miyamoto Musashi who had left the village in the first place.