Ayano's body, which was hiding in the shadows of the cliff top stone, gradually relaxed, and the soreness of the body caused by the panic escape was only a trace of heat from the muscles at this time, and it was very slowly dispersed to the whole body.

Through Shi Cong, her gaze shot into the empty field outside, and time passed by in the waiting minute by minute, and as her muscles relaxed, the vigilance in her heart slowly relaxed.

Bored, she looked around from the top of the Falklands, and she could see the two new harbors of the enemy army under the blue sky in the distance. You can also see the strong yellow walls of the Golden Stone Castle. Everything seemed so fresh and vivid under the bright sun, and the still cold sea breeze gave Ayano a hint of empty tranquility in her heart.

A strange "Hyungui Iron Boat" that has been transformed here is swimming slowly along the coast, and some faint green smoke rises from the boat, and a brightly colored dot sways on the boat.

"It must be that woman!" Ayano said to herself.

For all the people on the entire island, this North Korean woman from across the strait may be regarded as the most leisurely one. And her status must be very noble, and everyone here shows great care for her, whether it is the Korean speaking soldiers over there, or the Han soldiers who seem to be quite strong here.

Thinking back to this period of activity on the island, Ayano did see many things that she had not seen before. As far as weapons are concerned, the weapons used by the army here may not be something that any army can compete with, especially after watching the drills of those Han soldiers in green armor, Ayano has come to one of the conclusions.

And those never-before-seen cannons arranged on the seaside hills, not to mention, those are probably the legendary "ghost crying cannons"!

"Fight against such an enemy......!"

In addition, it was those women who touched Ayano the most.

Most of them lived in Goldstone, and occasionally they were escorted by soldiers to the camp of the "Salvation Army" or the red-haired people.

They were as weak as ordinary Han women, and their bodies swayed slightly when they walked. Ayano knew that it was because most of the Han women had to bind their feet. But when they put on the white clothes, the whole person changed quickly and completely.

They are no longer attached to men, although in their leisure time they are still dressed in pink and willow green. But their demeanor and the attitude of the people around them at work show that they are no longer an accessory to any men, and even Ayano can feel that they are a respectable group.

Ayano estimated that they were doctors in some of the military, both Han Chinese and Fuso. Those Fuso women don't use Fusang at all, and only reveal their origins from their occasional casual movements or demeanors.

Ayano could feel that their lives were happy, or that they were pursuing some kind of happy life. Especially, when the green-clothed and green-armored soldiers who often rely on the best shapes and sizes that accompany them come to their side.

Whenever Ayano thinks about this, she can't help but compare her own life with them. When I was young, I was training, training endlessly, and I made mistakes in training, and I spent cold nights without food and tears.

And then...... As I grew up, I went on adventures again and again, and I was full of pain again and again...... In the end, it's Yae of the Hattori family, who I don't like the most but can't dislike.

Hattori Yae is the main general of the "Iga Ninja Army" who came to the island to investigate this time, if there is no such battle. I am now married to him and have become his wife.

In a trance, Ayano dreams of her wedding, although she is a ninja, but for her dream of married life, isn't it the privilege of women?

And that Yae, I've heard people talk about it occasionally, he may be a man who likes men. Oh! God, what a terrible and cruel thing this is, especially for a woman who has good intentions in her own marriage.

"However, this is all a fate arranged by the gods!"

For some reason, every time she compares, she feels a grievance in her heart. Although the ninja's mental and spiritual training is much stronger than that of ordinary people, after all, she is also a woman! And every time she feels wronged, she will comfort herself with the above sentence.

Before Ayano could finish thinking about it, the strong sea breeze that "whined" above the top was disturbed, and the extremely fast ninja body technique of "whirring" passed by, and this body method was already an advanced body technique that she was not qualified to practice as a middle ninja.

Subconsciously, a wave of discomfort swept through Ayano's body. Needless to ask, such a strong body is only available to Hattori Yae, who is a shinobi. Despite this, she still appeared in the shadows to meet her, and she was just a middle ninja who had to show respect for Yae Shinobi.

The others were obviously lucky, and one by one they made it to the summit unscathed, and one of them brought mouth-watering game with Xiang Xiao. Seeing that there were more and more people, the small empty space was almost covered by black figures. The ninjas scattered in twos and threes, and some of them were already starting to pull out the smokeless charcoal that the ninjas used to barbecue their food, and they wanted to fill their stomachs, and then when night fell, it was time for them to fight their enemies.

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"Yaga" Hattori Nozori's eyes were wrapped in a cold and cruel gaze, and he waved his hand and gave Mochizuki Ayano a resounding slap.

"Hey!" Ayano stood motionless, endured the stinging pain on her face, and nodded. I feel sad in my heart that I have to take responsibility for the loss of my subordinates.

"Everyone else has already died in battle, so why are you still here?"

With Hattori Yae's angry shout, Ling Nai's eyes flickered, and a "snap" slapped her in the face again. In the midst of the huge pain, Ling Nai's body, which was only less than forty-five kilograms, flew up and rolled on the ground a few times.

Hattori Yae's eyes flashed with anger, and he stepped forward and followed a few steps, stretching his feet again.

"Poof" Ayano, who was hit hard by the soft underbelly, had a sweet mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. She struggled to shrink her body, shielding her vital points with her arms and bent legs and knees.

However, under the heavy blow, her protection was obviously useless, and there was no doubt in her heart that even if Hattori Yae knew that the purpose of her escape was to "report the news", he still wanted to take her life for some reason.

At this moment, because I thought of an alternative life, the slightly beating heart returned to the kind of cold and hard, eternal and hopeless beating.