After leaving the Daimyo's Mansion, Ye Liang went straight to the Uchiha's house.

Since it is the martial arts festival in a few days, it is necessary to prepare well, the opportunity is reserved for those who prepare, and carelessness will only lead to disaster.

"Don't say it, the little girl's skin in the snow country is a raw water spirit and slippery." When Ye Liang came, he saw a lot, and on the way back, he saw a lot more.

The thick and smooth white thighs and the slender waist of the willows have a bit of a summer flavor.

Ye Liang laughed and threw a few winks at these local beauties.

"Who in front of you dares to steal eyebrows!"

Between the thighs of admiration, a group of multinational samurai in armor walked over.

Say it's transnational, because they're not from the Snow Country.

Ye Liang could tell just from what they were wearing.

The samurai of the Snow Country are all dressed in plain clothes, and their sitting posture is quite easy-going, and these samurai who stand in the way, not to mention their armor, their expressions are even more hideous and terrifying.

Not like a good person!

"Phew! Why don't you speak! ”

A pawn put a long small knife on Ye Liang's neck.

Because you're stupid!

When you meet, put the knife holder on the neck of the person?

Ye Liang was speechless.

So pampered and arrogant, this group of samurai is definitely not a good person to get along with.

"What the hell is the matter with you, brother?"

"Who is your brother! You watched the ignorant woman in the street... Big white legs, this kind of behavior should gouge out your eyes! The pawn stammered and threatened.

Speaking of the big white legs, there is still a little blush, like an untouched little chick!

Where does this come from!

Ye Liang probably guessed the identity of this little pawn.

A little guard who just enlisted.

The national style of the Iron Country is relatively rigorous, and makeup like this that shows white legs is a kind of shamelessness, so the little pawn should have never seen it.

"Ask... What do you ask? Why look at people's thighs! The pawn asked nervously again.

Although he stopped Ye Liang, after all, he was in another country and was not familiar with the place, so it was naturally better to cause less trouble.

But he really couldn't get used to Ye Liang's approach.

How could he... How can you look at the girl's white thighs at will!

"Because he's white!"

Ye Liang straightened his chest with confidence.

"What did you say?"

"Because she's white! Not only is she white, but she is also tender, and it is very slippery to the touch! Do you want to touch it? If you want to, I say hello to other girls? ”

"It's just unreasonable!"

The pawn was furious.

He directly slashed the small knife in his hand at Ye Liang's neck.

It's fast, just a micron away.

While!

One hand!

Stopped the little knife.

"How is this possible!"

The pawn was shocked!

The Land of Iron is a family of craftsmen, not only the technology is first-class, but even the material is the best, but the small knife made of this technology was actually pinched and broken by Ye Liang's bare hands, which is simply incredible.

Even the strongest samurai of the time, Mr. Mifune, might not be able to do such a thing.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Huh."

Ye Liang didn't want to pay attention to this rookie egg.

"Don't want to leave, you have to pay for my knife!"

"Boom!"

A wave of killing intent spread out in all directions.

The travelers around them instantly felt a chill in their necks, as if their whole bodies were in an ice cellar, and the crotch of the recruit's pants was frightened and incontinent.

"Noise!"

Ye Liang said lightly.

Today's mood is ruined by the soldiers.

"Sir, stay!"

At this time, an old man's voice suddenly came from the distance, a man holding two weapons.

Mifune!

Ye Liang frowned, and naturally recognized him.

He is the man who is called the god of samurai by the land of snow.

From the beginning, Ye Liang had noticed this group of people, they should have just entered the capital today, and their bodies were still covered with wind and frost.

It's just that if these people ignore Ye Liang's words, he won't bother to deal with them. After all, the latter must have been recruited by a certain highness, and Ye Liang belonged to the Fenghua Xiaoxue lineage, and the two must be hostile.

"You're okay too?" Ye Liang asked casually.

In his opinion.

The latter is nothing more than seeing that he has exposed his strong strength, so he wants to make friends. In the end, it is an old fritter, and it is understandable to have such an idea.

But Ye Liang didn't want to pay attention to him.

Just now, it was his soldiers who had nothing to do, since he chose not to care, don't expect Ye Liang to take care of him.

If it weren't Ye Liang today, but an ordinary hooligan, he would have died at the hands of these people a long time ago.

"Sir, can you get acquainted with you in the next three boats?"

"Yes."

Ye Liang agreed, and left directly.

Let's go?

Mifune was stunned.

He is also a warrior god, although this person is extraordinary, not like ordinary people. But he was so polite and virtuous, this man actually ignored him.

Ignore him?

The surrounding team members also froze.

The leader was dumped?

The country of snow is a martial country, and if his own leader said a word or two to anyone in the past, it was possible for the latter to go home and burn incense, but today he was dumped!

Mifune's face was not good.

As the saying goes, you don't hit someone in the face, and you don't touch your head.

Although Ye Liang didn't directly slap Mifune in the face, just slapping him in front of him was even more uncomfortable than really slapping Mifune!

"Stop! Who let you go! ”

"What's the matter with you?"

"You haven't paid for your knife yet!"

Mifune began to make trouble.

Although, he knew that it was his own people who were at fault just now, but the face that was kicked down must be recovered!

He decided to use his strength to completely deter this arrogant young man first.

Just as he was about to release his murderous aura, Ye Liang suddenly raised his head.

A pair of scarlet eyes.

Even with a cold killing intent.

Mifune's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen a carnivorous demon, even the whites of his eyes almost bulged out, and his teeth chattered, just in an instant!

Pee...

"Chief?"

Seeing that his boss's legs were trembling a little, the pawns behind him asked suspiciously.

"Don't come, take me to the nearest toilet!"

"What's wrong, Chief?"

"Don't ask! Asking is an internal urgency! ”

...

Ye Liang smiled.

Although Mifune is a samurai powerhouse, his strength is actually average.

Physical Technique 4.

This is the number that Ye Liang saw through Krypton's eyes.

With such strength, he didn't even need to turn on the immortal mode to be able to beat him down directly.

In the original book, Orochimaru once made Sasuke, who is a shinobi, vomit with a single look, and he, Ye Liang, can naturally make a samurai god pee with his eyes!

A few days later.

"Come, come, come! Those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field. ”

"Ancestral craft, broken boulders in the chest."

"Swim fitness, find out! Swim fitness..."

The streets are full of entertaining performances.

In addition to traditional artisans, there are also a variety of snack stalls.

It's not lively!

The Shangwu Festival has finally begun.