To be honest, Cheng Li thought it was Teng Wu coming back from the bell after hearing the footsteps at first, and he could still feel the fear in his heart at that time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it is fortunate that it is not Teng Wuto take the clock, but maybe he will come back suddenly, just like Miko, who knows when he will come back.

So it's better to get out of here as soon as possible.

Chengli put down the three-pronged blade, but it didn't mean that he relaxed his vigilance, on the contrary, Chengli used the semicircular back of the scimitar to firmly circle Miko's body at his side, who knows if she would run away suddenly.

Chengli looked around as he walked, there was no longer the popularity of the past, and it was quiet all around, only the footsteps of himself and Miko one after the other.

This made Cheng Li breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a chill also rose in his heart, and the spell that controlled people was too terrifying.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously quickened his pace again, and Miko could only trot up and keep up with the pace of Chengli.

Sensing that she was leaving the mansion and gradually approaching the bushes that she usually didn't dare to enter, Miko's heart slowly began to be afraid.

She felt as if Chengli had unusual intentions for her, otherwise why would she go to the bushes, isn't this drilling into the grove?

Miko subconsciously bit her lip, how can this be? I'm Katsu-sama's wife, but what exactly do men and women have to do with each other? Katsu-sama has never touched me......

Just when Miko was still thinking nonsense, Seori stopped, and he felt wheezing and footsteps behind him, who was it?

Teng Wu took the clock, Chengli still thought of him at the first time.

However, Chengli knew that it was not, because he had already heard the voice of the person who came, but his heart did not relax much, because in terms of identity, the person who came was one level older than Teng Wutuo Zhong.

"Jiazuo, where are you going to take my daughter-in-law?" The person who came was Yan Shouli, the commander of the cottage.

However, the cottage has changed, and there are not a few people left in total, and he doesn't have much power as the commander, but even so, Chengli still doesn't have a sense of ease, because Yan Shouli Kawada himself is a samurai with outstanding martial arts.

"Kawada-sama. Miko was also a little surprised, and exclaimed on the spot.

I'm really unlucky, or am I having bad luck right now?" Cheng Cheng said with a wry smile, but he quickly strengthened his heart.

But, even so, don't want me to throw in the towel easily!

Seori took a deep breath, released the scimitar on Miko's waist, tightened the three-pronged blade in his left hand, and slowly turned around.

Only fight!

"Eh!" Chengli exclaimed, startled by Yan Shouli's appearance.

The Yan Shouli Kawada in front of him and the one in his memory are completely two people.

"Yan Shou Rikawada-sama, why did you, how did you become like this?" Miko also exclaimed, covering her mouth tightly with her hands.

"You, are you, Lord Kawada?" asked Cheng Li in disbelief and disbelief.

"Ahem, that's right, it's the old man. ”

"How did you become like this?" asked Chengli, who was directly frightened when he first saw it.

Miko's eyes were full of disbelief, the Yan Shou Rikawada in front of her and the two of them she saw at noon.

Although Yan Shouli Kawada was already very thin, compared to him now, he was completely plump.

There is only one idiom that can be described by the current Yan Shouli Kawada, that is, skinny!

The real skinny is as thin as firewood, there is almost no flesh on the whole body, and it is the same as the African refugees that Chengli has seen in the photos before, there are bones under the skin, and those who have not seen it cannot imagine the fear and sadness.

Looking at Yan Shouli Kawada's trembling and thin figure, and seeing his seemingly wide clothes whirring in the wind, Chengli let down the guard in his heart.

"You," Cheng Li was just about to speak, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "Lord Yan Shou Lisheng, how did you become like this?"

"Hmph, cough, cough, cough, you should know, don't you?" Yan Shouli Kawada clutched his throat and coughed for a while, and it took several breaths before he recovered, and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, why did you take Miko away?"

"Teng Wu takes the clock?" Cheng Li's mind is now full of Teng Wu taking the clock, no matter what it is, he thinks of him for the first time.

"That's right, cough, cough," Yan Shou Lisheng just opened his mouth and coughed again.

"No, no, Father, he ......" Miko couldn't go on, because Yan Mori Kawada was looking at her with a cold gaze, his eyes were bloodshot with hatred, and he was as hideous as a hungry wolf.

Miko couldn't help but shudder, and when Seori saw this, she frowned and stood in front of her.

"Teng Wu takes the bell is Teng Wu takes the clock, and Miko is Meizi. Chengli said coldly.

"Ha, haha, cough, cough. When Yan Shouli Kawada heard this, his heart suddenly became angry, and he couldn't help laughing, but unfortunately his body was really bad, so he couldn't stop coughing after laughing twice.

"Don't tell me that you don't have any thoughts about her?" Yan Shouli Kawada finally calmed his breath and asked with a smile towards Chengli.

Chengli frowned, of course he thought about taking Miko as a hostage, although now he has given up this idea because he knows that the possibility is too low, but after thinking about it, he has thought about it, and there is nothing to deny.

But being directly told the dark side of his heart, Cheng was still uncomfortable for a while, especially when Miko was still by his side.

"Forget it," Yan Shouli Kawada shook his head, "Don't talk about this, it doesn't matter now, but add to it." ”

He looked straight into Chengli's eyes and asked word by word, "Don't you want to know what Teng Wufetch Zhong wants to do?"

"You know?" Cheng Li subconsciously replied directly, and it wasn't until his words had already come out of his mouth that he realized what Yan Shouli Kawada had said, and his heart was shocked: "What did you say?"

"Hehehehehe. Yan Shouli Kawada just laughed a few times and didn't reply.

Chengli knows that there is never a free lunch in the world, but for him now, even if the price is great, he must know the news.

Because no matter what Teng Wu took the clock to do, he didn't expect it, he didn't prepare, and even what Teng Wu took the clock had already done, he was a little confused.

But as long as I know the ultimate purpose of Teng Wu's clock, then everything will be understood by myself, and even what Teng Wu's clock is going to do, I can also guess one or two and be ready.

Cheng Li's thoughts were spinning for a while, and suddenly he laughed, what else did he have to worry about now?

"What do you want me to do?" Cheng Li made up his mind, I must know what Teng Wu was going to do to take the clock.

"Good. Yan Shouli Hetian put away his smile, and his already gloomy face turned cold: "I want you, kill Teng Wu and take the clock!"

Although Chengli had expected it, the conditions that Yan Shouli Kawada said still made his face change, and he frowned tightly: "Lord Yan Shouli Kawada, are you sure that you are not wrong, do you think I can kill Teng Wu to take the clock?"

Yan Shouli Kawada smiled miserably, and his skeleton-like face showed a trace of weakness at this moment: "Besides this matter, what else do I need you to do?"

Chengli thought for a moment and asked, "What about Shenggongzi and Yuangongzi?" I can promise to do my best to protect them from this ......."

Chengli didn't say anything, he saw Yan Shouli Kawada's already dry face suddenly distorted, his eyes emitted a fierce light, and even the whole person trembled, trembling, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough.

Chengli was silent, looking at Yan Shouli Kawada's appearance, the two of them were afraid that they would be more auspicious.

"Hehe, forget it," Yan Shouli Kawada let go of his hand, looking at his bone-covered palm, looking at the atrophied skin on his palm, and looking at the shocking pool of blood red on his skin, he suddenly laughed weakly, "I'll tell you." ”

As long as it can affect Tengwu to take the clock, even if it is a little bit, I am willing!

Chengli watched Yan Shouli Kawada turn around and walk back to his home tremblingly, looking at his figure swaying in the wind, recalling the way he used to look when he was in high spirits in his memory, and his heart couldn't help but feel sour.

It has nothing to do with position, nothing about right or wrong, nothing about good or evil, it's just one person's sympathy for another's plight -- the contrast is too great.

Forget it, Chengli shook his head, it's just Japanese, it's just Japanese, not to mention that it's hard to protect himself.

One last glance at the figure of Yan Shouli Kawada, Seori took Miko into the jungle together.

The darkness swallowed the light, swallowing the figures of both of them......

"Ha~ha~" Teng Wuqiao Zhong exhaled fiercely, withdrew a soul, and suddenly felt that his whole body was much more comfortable, and even his spirit was much purer.

Sure enough, if you separate your soul, it will affect your spirit, and Teng Wuqu Zhong feels that he thinks about things much faster now, and the things that have been forgotten in the past are recalled again.

Although the sequelae are very large, I am now completely incapable of suppressing them, but.

But if he wasn't like this, how could he become a genius in the master's mouth? How could he suppress those senior brothers? How could he inherit the inheritance of Kusa Fujisai? How could he enjoy the power he has now? and how could he enjoy everything that he could never have imagined before?

The master treated me well, in fact, the people in the grass vine were very good to me, Teng Wutori Zhong fell into a retrospective, when I killed them, they still looked incredulous.

Hehe, especially the way the master looked at that time, he was to death, right?

Teng Wutori Zhong vaguely remembers the scene when he was picked up by his master, he was originally an orphan, and the master took him to Caotengzhai, raised himself, taught himself, and in his eyes he was a person like his father.

Guilty?

Shame?

Sad? Yes.

Does it hurt? Absolutely.

……

However, I don't regret it!

If I didn't have the spell of Xiaojiao, then my heart should be full of unwillingness now, a monk with no talent, and in the end he could only leave the monastery to be a lonely wild mage.

Maybe he will also accept a few disciples who are as untalented as himself.

"Ho-ho-ho, ho-......" Teng Wuqi Zhong couldn't help laughing, laughing and laughing, and tears slipped down.

Master, I will not live up to your expectations, not before, and not in the future.

Teng Wuqu Zhong looked fixedly at the raging flames not far away, his eyes were in a trance.

Soon, soon, soon, I will be able to spread the name of Kusa Fujisai all over Japan!