At the moment when the bamboo bag knife was cut off, Tsukahara Molong seemed to have a sudden collapse in his heart, and his expression was in a trance, followed by a monstrous anger, it was the saber he had used for seven years! The handsome young man's long knife was about to cut off his own head, but Tsukahara Molong didn't seem to notice it, just looked at the young man's gaze, like a fierce beast, which made the handsome young man tremble in his heart.

"Lao Tzu is the demon dragon of Shangzhou!!! You dare to cut even my sword?!!! The cold light in Tsukahara Molong's hand flashed, the four-foot Tang knife came out of the sheath, and the peerless murder weapon that had been silent for hundreds of years in the Celestial Empire made a dragon groan again at this moment, and a clean and neat knife drawing technique instantly cut the treasure knife in the hand of the handsome young man into two pieces, and with a turn of his hand, he slashed towards the handsome young man fiercely.

The handsome young man's face changed greatly, but Tsukahara Molong had the intention of splitting people and horses into two sections, but he couldn't use it to hide in the kick, so he hurriedly jumped backwards and jumped off the horse. Almost at the moment when the handsome young man's body left, the war horse of the divine horse was divided by the Tsukahara Molong like cutting butter, and the blood flew sideways, completely dyeing the Tsukahara Molong into blood.

"Be careful, lord!" The middle-aged man didn't expect Tsukahara Molong to be so war-resistant, he thought he was just a prodigal kid who was wandering around with a knife, but now it seems that he is indeed a kendo master. At the beginning, the contest was not Tsukahara Muronto, but to release kindness to himself and others, but he hit him hard...... It's really not going to end well right now.

Tsukahara Moryū, who was covered in blood, held the knife in one hand, sat on the horse and looked at the handsome young man in front of him murderously, the bamboo bag knife was his pride, because it was the first time he was praised by his master and recognized by his brothers...... No matter how much he was taken care of by his master Tsukahara Buchuan and his uncle Heijiro when he was a child, he was still an orphan without a father and mother after all, and there was no shortage of people who came to the dojo to study, and even ordinary people could show disdain to Tsukahara Molong. So I practiced kendo desperately, as for who my brother and father here are, it is my, and those who stop me will be killed! A longing for his family in his previous life suddenly came to his heart, but he was then forcibly suppressed by Tsukahara Moryū: This is not a world that believes in tears!

The left hand was slowly raised, and after breaking the arrow on the shoulder, he slapped it hard, and the arrow immediately flew out from the other side of the body. It's just that this time there is no longer the painful expression when he was injured at the beginning, and when he was doing everything, Tsukahara Molong's face has never changed.

"This is a misunderstanding, we ......" Tsukahara Molong waved his hand to interrupt the middle-aged man's explanation, put the Tang knife back into the sheath, and looked at the handsome young man: "As soon as this knife comes out, it will definitely see blood." Just now you stop your subordinates from killing me, I don't need this knife to fight you out. As he spoke, he jumped off the horse and touched the wound when he landed, even if he was covered in blood, Zhou Dashuai could see that the wounds on his shoulder and back were bleeding.

"If you can use the bamboo bag knife to this extent, you should be Tsukahara Moryun, a disciple of Tsukahara Buden-sama, right?" The handsome young man obviously didn't want to fight again, and the battle with Tsukahara Molong was a misunderstanding, and even if Tsukahara Molong didn't use a knife at this moment, the monstrous momentum made the boy have no intention to fight. "In the lower long-tailed family, the governor of the long-tailed Jinghu is offended." As he spoke, Nagatail Jinghu solemnly gave Tsukahara Molong a respect.

The Long Tail ...... Tsukahara Molong's face remained unchanged, and his heart really trembled: Right now, the Nagao family has almost controlled the entire territory of Echigo One Country, and Echigo is close to Ueno Country, and he can't kill him...... What's more, Tsukahara Molong carefully looked at Nagao Jinghu for the first time, he was still very young at the moment, but those who knew a little about Japan's Warring States would know that he had another name: Uesugi Kenshin! Originally, the governor of the Nagao family, Nagao Weijing, died of illness during the conquest of Vietnam, and the people of the Echigo country rebelled one after another, almost forcing the Nagao family to a desperate situation. The new governor of the Nagao family, Nagao Harukei, summoned the fourteen-year-old Nagao Keiho from the temple to lead the army. Originally, it was a reluctant choice for the rebels to leave, but the long-tailed Jinghu was a natural general who was rare in a hundred years, and almost single-handedly quelled the rebellion in the seven counties of Echigo, so he was named the god of war. Later, the people of Echigo simply "conspired" to oust Nagao Harukei from power, and supported Nagao Jinghu as the governor of the Nagao family, but the result was very "unfortunate" known by Nagao Harukei, who was frightened and hurriedly deployed troops to encircle and suppress his younger brother, Nagao Jinghu was instantly messy, and had to lead his 800 people to meet the 3,000 troops under his brother's command. Needless to say, even if the long-tail Haruhi who can't even be evened by the Echigo people has an overwhelming advantage, he is still whipped by the long-tail Jinghu and doesn't even know his mother. If it weren't for the long-tailed Jinghu who cared about brotherhood, he was afraid that his eldest brother would die on the spot. But even so, Nagao Keihu replaced his brother and became the governor of the Nagao family, the actual controller of Echigo.

Not long ago, Uesugi Dingshi, the guardian of Echigo Province, died of illness, but he had no son, so he died. The call for the long-tailed Jinghu to serve as a guardian in Echigo is very high, and this time the long-tailed Jinghu came to Shangzhou...... I'm afraid that's what it is. If you kill the long-tailed Jinghu in Ueno Country, then it will be a lot of fun! Uesugi Kenmasa may not be able to keep himself.

But it's too unwilling to let him go like this!! Lao Tzu's knife! Tsukahara Molong thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth showed obscenity, vomiting, and showed a "wise" smile, "It turned out to be Lord Nagao, since this matter was misunderstood, it's okay." There is a saying in the Ming Kingdom, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and we have a deep acquaintance today. As he spoke, Tsukahara Molong also deliberately looked at the wound on his shoulder, which made the three of them blush. You and I hit it off at first sight, so why don't we become brothers? ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the middle-aged man and the young samurai suddenly changed, while the face of Nagao Jinghu was a little strange, and the gaze that looked at Tsukahara Molong also became elusive. Zhou Dashuai hurriedly stepped forward and "whispered": "She is a woman!" ”

Tsukahara Molong showed a look of surprise, and immediately "whispered": "How do you know? ”

"I was chased and killed by her when I saw her secretly wearing women's clothes."

"Hold the grass?" Tsukahara Molong raised his eyebrows, and he could already feel that the murderous aura contained in the eyes of the long-tailed Jinghu looking at Zhou Dashuai was probably no less than before himself, and then he quietly blocked Zhou Dashuai behind him, and after thinking for a moment about how to get rid of this dangerous "mother dragon", he straightened his clothes and showed a very serious expression: "Your Highness Jinghu, in three years, I will go to Kasuga Mountain City to propose to you." ”

"Poof!!! Zhou Dashuai, the middle-aged man and the young warrior almost dropped their jaws in shock, how dare you say this? And the long-tailed Jinghu, who collapsed in front of Taishan and did not change color, showed a panicked look for the first time: "I, you ,......"

Sure enough, no matter how good you can fight, after all, you are still a little sister-in-law, and all of a sudden she is in chaos, just to get out! So Tsukahara Molong stepped forward, regardless of his blood, and grabbed the hand of the long-tailed Jinghu at once, and the long-tailed Jinghu, who could still suppress the head of the Tsukahara Molong in terms of strength, wanted to dodge at the moment, but was still easily caught by the Tsukahara Molong. mobilized all the muscles of his face, revealing the expression that Tsukahara Moryū thought was the most affectionate, and said in the most magnetic voice: "Fate let us meet here, wait for me to marry you!" With that, he turned around in a chic manner, pulled Zhou Dashuai on the horse, and the two rode away.

"Idiot, see if she looks over here?" Tsukahara Moryū asked in a low voice.

"I don't seem to have come back to my senses yet." Zhou Dashuai turned his head with difficulty.

"Okay." Then Tsukahara Molong whipped the horse fiercely, and the war horse immediately accelerated and disappeared at the end of the road: "Made, my blood is almost dry!! ”

"Groove! Do you have a lot of blood that I bleed? ”

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