Chapter 187: Rebellion

"What are you doing in a daze? Come and eat. His father's calm voice came from the front, and he stood up and wiped the sweat from his body with a towel.

The newborn brother was in his mother's arms, and when he saw his sister, he screamed and stretched out his little hand to want his sister's arms.

"Look, how close I am to you." The mother smiled kindly and handed the baby into her arms.

Momiji didn't know what to say, and the old picture reappeared in front of her at this moment, and the bitter water in her heart seemed to be boiling, and she cried out for no reason.

"Dad, Mom, go, go." Momiji cried and shouted.

"Where to go? This is our home. The mother's face was a little strange, "Are you sick, rest at home these days, your father and I have finished harvesting this wheat, and this year we will have a good harvest." โ€

Fake, all fake.

Although everything in front of her was so real, she could even smell the unique baby body fragrance on her brother's body, and she could be sure that she had entered into her opponent's illusion.

"What are you going to do?! Let me out! โ€

Momiji yelled at the sky for no apparent reason, and his mother and father froze in place.

"Momiji, what's wrong with you?" Father came over and touched her forehead.

Her roar didn't elicit any response, but she didn't want to continue the stalemate.

Although seeing her parents again made her want to see more at once, the scene at this time was familiar to her, and it was also the pain she dared not forget.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire and tsunami could be heard in the distance, and the flames on the edge of the sky were soaring into the sky, spreading all the way to her.

The originally comfortable island seemed to be in a panic in an instant, and the army had mutinied out of nowhere.

The corners of Momiji's mouth twitched slightly, and looking at her parents' puzzled eyes, she simply squatted on the ground and buried her head under her knees.

She couldn't change anything, and she didn't want to look at the memory that was about to be forgotten a second time.

The sound of swords clashing, accompanied by a series of wails of pain, soon spread to the farmland.

"Who are you?!"

"Kaguya! Leave with Momiji, I'll stop them! โ€

"Husband......"

Trembling cries and angry yells mingled and disappeared without a trace in the same instant.

Although she hid her eyes between her knees, the unbearable past reappeared.

The daimyo's sword cut off the heads of his father and mother, and the scene of blood spraying on the wheat is vivid, and the ripe wheat sways as if enjoying the nourishment of blood as the breeze blows.

The baby's crying gradually faded away, and the daimyo's reprimand made the younger brother dare not speak out, and he was brutally plundered.

"Hey, look up and look at me." The voice was familiar, it was the hoarse and deep voice of the Daimyo.

Momiji's body trembled constantly, but he didn't dare to raise his head no matter what.

"What a piece of rubbish!"

"Ahaha, your parents were killed, as your own daughter, you don't even dare to resist, you are a shame to your parents!"

"For a person like you to still exist in the world, it's an insult to this land, it's better to be my dog, give you three meals a day, and spare you from dying."

There was a playful ridicule from the samurai beside the Daimyo, which made Momiji's teeth itch with hatred.

"Why, don't you dare to do anything even in this situation? Even if you die under my sword, it is a sign of respect for your parents. โ€

The daimyo jumped off his horse and violently lifted Momiji's head, her body trembling like a reflex when she looked at each other.

Thousands of lashes and beatings, countless tortures and humiliations, she already had the will to surrender to the man in front of her.

"I'm right in front of you, what are you going to do?" The daimyo's eyes were full of teasing, "Why do you want to lock your true thoughts at the bottom, why don't you release them now and let me see." โ€

Momiji gasped for breath, tears pouring down.

What can I do?

I can't do anything!

Nothing can be changed!

"I'm not asking what you can do, I'm asking you, what do you want to do?"

What do you want to do......

Momiji's breathing gradually stabilized, and the thoughts that had been banned in his mind burst out like shoots.

What do I want to do?

She bit her lips, and the hatred in the corners of her eyes was intense.

"I... I want to ......" Momiji stood up tremblingly, "Kill you!" โ€

As the words fell, she stood up violently, reached out and pulled out the sword from the daimyo's waist, and stabbed him hard in the chest.

"Poofโ€”โ€”!

Daimyo's pupils shrank, and brilliant flowers bloomed where he was penetrated, and following the inertia of the Taito, he leaned back, and time seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone stopped moving.

The sword in his hand, the body of the daimyo, the angry expression of the samurai, everything slowly faded, first with the sound, and finally to the picture in front of him, completely disappearing.

The scene before me was once again in total darkness.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

It's the crimson eyes in the darkness again.

Momiji gasped, "What... What cooperation? โ€

"Just like just now, release the things that are suppressed in your heart, I learned in the world just now, that is the real you."

Fang Li's voice gradually dissipated, and the dark curtain in front of Momiji's eyes gradually faded.

After a few breaths, a light spilled over her face, and she opened her faint eyes to find herself lying on a bed.

Qing Ling and Lan Feng were on her left and right, and they seemed to sleep very soundly.

She rubbed her swollen and aching head and got out of bed trembling.

"Ugh!"

Seeing that the house was crowded with people, Momiji stumbled backwards and almost fell to the ground.

"You... Who are you? "A sense of crisis is coming.

"Aren't you looking for me, why did you see it, and you don't know it?" The man standing at the front smiled.

"You... Is it the boss here? Momiji quietly wrapped her hand behind her, and when she held the dagger, she finally felt much more at ease.

"Do you want to use the knife now?" Huang Shang smiled, "I saw it in my dream just now, it's not me who you want to kill." โ€

"The director of the Momiji Intelligence Bureau, right?"

"Yes." Momiji nodded slightly, looking at the guard behind the man and pulling out her gun, she wisely chose to cooperate.

"Wipe your tears." Huang Shangwen said.

There was a look of doubt in Momiji's eyes, and he hesitantly touched his eyes with his hand, and found that the tears on them had not dried up.

The illusion just now was so real that the human body really reacted to stress.

"Why don't we make a deal?"

"Kill me." Momiji shook his head, "It's come to this, there's nothing to say." โ€

She was very resolute, Huang Shang sighed, this is the ninja born after the end of the world because of the rise of the overlimiter?

"I can get your brother out." The smile on his face disappeared, and Huang Shang said coldly.

He saw with his own eyes that the corners of Momiji's mouth began to tremble, and his body almost couldn't stand.