Yakumo stared at the short, sharp blade, his expression became indescribably indifferent and ruthless, "This person is the killer that Matsunaga Shu bought." ”

"Matsunaga Hide?"

Yakumo nodded, "Yamato Nobuki Mountain Castle's Matsunaga Hide, this person has joined forces with the three masters of the Miyoshi family to make an amazing plan. ”

"What's the plan?"

"Abolish Yoshiki and appoint his cousin Ashikaga Yoshiei as a general."

Ah Guo was taken aback, "This person is so bold? How dare you abolish the general? ”

Yakumo's expression was solemn, "They call this matter the Yonglu Plan, the plan is extremely thorough and meticulous, and many daimyo Shangluo visited them, but they stopped them one by one. ”

"Isn't this a foregone conclusion?"

Yakumo nodded, "Yes, so Ashikaga Yoshiteru dismissed all the people in the city. ”

"Perhaps all that remains here is the old man who can't walk."

Yakumo nodded in acknowledgement and was silent.

"Aren't there a lot of masters here?"

"Yes, there are masters of all kinds." Yakumo stroked the blade again, the blade was cold, and her gaze was even colder, "Fuso's most powerful masters in recent years may all be here." ”

"The Fish Killer will come over too?"

"He's an exception." Yakumo sighed again, and continued, "Because he is a fierce general under Takeda Shingen, he will never come." ”

Ah Guo didn't want to know if this person had come, but specially asked for Wusheng.

"Why didn't General Jianhao leave this city? To avoid the limelight? ”

"Because he knows that you can't avoid it, and this thing has to happen."

"He's going to live and die with this city?"

Yakumo nodded and was silent.

Ah Guo blinked, "Now there are masters everywhere here?" Isn't it? ”

Yakumo nodded again.

"General Jianhao doesn't have a personal guard by his side, does he?"

Yakumo nodded again.

"The killer who was bought by Matsunaga Xiu, why didn't he go in directly to fight with Jian Hao?"

Yakumo stared at a few shadow-like people behind him and sighed, "The people outside don't dare to go in yet, because they don't know that there are no guards around General Jianhao. ”

Ah Guo was surprised, "Then you should go back early." ”

"Yes, we should have gone back sooner." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Yakumo's mouth, "Otherwise, we will regret it for life." ”

Ah Guo nodded.

She gently shook Wusheng's hand and shook it slightly, "Shouldn't we go over earlier and fulfill them?" ”

"You want to fulfill them?"

Ah Guo's face was heavy, and he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Wusheng nodded.

He suddenly picked up Ah Guo, swept up like a light smoke, and floated towards the highest building in the city, which was also the Sword Pavilion.

Ah Guo looked at the shadow-like people behind him, and they didn't fall a single bit, "This kind of flight is really scary." ”

"You haven't gotten used to it?"

"Yes." Ah Guo looked at the roof of the seat running behind, and his heart couldn't help twitching and chilling, "Are you not afraid of this way of flying?" ”

Wusheng shook his head, "I don't have this way. ”

The moonlight shines on the rivers, like silk, indescribably mysterious and charming.

Under the moon in the Sword Pavilion, there was no figure, and no life fell far away.

He puts Fluttershy down, but his eyes are fixed and poked at the three swords and three figures under the moonlight.

The moonlight shone on the three tired, emaciated, and haggard cheeks, and the three swords were unsheathed at the same time, and in the midst of the flying sword light, more than a dozen swords had been struck, each of which was accurate and fast.

Ah Guo swam under the edge of the sword, and she could feel the chill on the tip of each sword.

Falling like a light smoke, I saw three figures with three sword lights suddenly appearing, sword light and sword light blended, and suddenly clanged.

Several figures suddenly fell, in a pool of blood, and did not rise again.

The night was cool, the blood that flowed out was quickly cold, and the bones were quickly cold.

Ah Guo suddenly shook the hand of Wusheng, as if the two of them were left in heaven and earth, the person holding the sword was lying on the ground, and the person holding the sword was the same.

She looked around, trying to see Mayakumo, only to find that the woman was gone.

Ah Guo looked at Wusheng and gasped, "That woman is gone." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Are they really General Jianhao's personal guards?"

"It's not."

"And who are they?"

"Maybe it's Matsunaga Shu's killer, maybe it's something else."

"Yakumo is a killer again?" Ah Guo stared into lifeless, empty eyes.

There seemed to be incomprehensible indifference hidden in these eyes, and as if there was unspeakable tenderness hidden, Wusheng gently held her hand, "We will see General Jianhao soon." ”

The Sword Pavilion was quiet, only the cool breeze gently drifted by.

There was no one in the entrance, and there was a lamp like a bean inside.

Walking towards the light, I saw a figure with his head down and writing attentively.

He writes not on paper, but on clothes, and when he finishes writing, he hands it to the woman behind him, who gently rises from the tatami mat, puts it on, and gazes at the poem in the light.

She read softly, "The drizzle and dew in May are still coming, and I will be named Cuckoo Wing." Soar into the sky. ”

Her voice was soft and coquettish, and after reading this sentence, she fell softly on the man, "I like this poem so much." ”

The man was very young, but there was a faint look of desolation and depression in his eyes.

He wanted to say something, but he never said it, only a sigh, and then closed his eyes and gently hugged the charming woman.

"Your writing is so good, why don't you go to dance and ink?"

"It's a good idea, and I do it to you."

"Really?" The light in the eyes of the charming woman was already shining.

He nodded.

He nodded as he grasped his sword, held it horizontally in front of him, and stared silently.

Wusheng was also not far in front of him.

"You're here anyway."

"Yes, I'm here."

"I'm Yoshiteru Ashikaga."

When he said the four words Ashikaga Yoshiteru, the woman lying on his chest suddenly sat quietly not far away, and did not dare to approach a minute.

Ashikaga Yoshiki slowly stood up, grabbed his sword and walked out, standing alone in the moonlight.

Snow-white robes, snow-white cheeks, snow-white hands.

The blade of the sword is also snow-white, snow-white and cold.

Ah Guo easily opened the hand of lifeless, she is a woman, she knows when to hold a man's hand, and knows when to let go.

Wusheng walked out, standing like a stone statue not far away, as motionless as a stone statue.

Ashikaga Yoshiki stared at Wusheng, a smile already on his face, "You are stronger than I thought. ”

"Maybe."

"Have you shot the general?" Ashikaga Yoshiteru's gaze suddenly fell on the gun of the no life.

The pitch-black gun looked mysterious and secluded in the night, without a hint of luster.

"My gun didn't kill the general."

"You have a chance to kill now, but you also have a chance to die by the general's sword."

Wusheng nodded and admitted that the sword was indeed extraordinary, not only with a compelling coldness, a murderous aura, and a compelling arrogance.

This is not just a sword, but a sword god.

Wusheng stared at Ashikaga Yoshiteru.

This reminded him of a person, the sword god Jin Yubo, and they had a lot in common and a lot of differences.

Jin Yubo's sword is only for those seven swords, his life is also for those seven swords, and what is Ashikaga Yoshiki for? Is it friendship? Is it affection? Or is it just for the sake of killing?

Wusheng didn't want to think about it.

"Maybe your sword hasn't killed a god like me?"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru nodded, "Yes, maybe I can't kill someone like you." ”

"Maybe."

Ashikaga Yoshiki gently raised the sword and swung a sword against the moonlight, the sword light floated by, and a figure in the distance fell down with a miserable cry, "There is no life under the sword, and the unsheath will be ruthless." ”

"Good sword." Wusheng didn't lift the gun, just stared at the pitch-black gun.

"Maybe not."

"If it's not good, maybe it's okay."

"Good is bad." Every muscle on Ashikaga Yoshiteru's cheeks was filled with a smile.

"I'm coming to you for a duel."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru nodded, "I know, that's why I'm looking for you everywhere." ”

"But when I saw you, I realized that I shouldn't have come."

"Why?"

"Because your sword doesn't want to kill me, but it wants to die by my spear."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was silent.

The smile on his cheeks suddenly condensed and stiffened, and the hand holding the sword waved again, and the cold light floated by, and a figure suddenly fell from under the moon with a miserable cry.

"You know you don't have long to live, so you want to find a good opponent and end your life."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was silent.

The blood on the tip of the sword did not drip out, and a figure suddenly floated out again, with a sword light.

He closed his eyes, his hand released, and the sword fell.

Sigh of nothingness.

He came up to Ashikaga Yoshiteru like a stone statue, and then slowly retracted the gun, very slowly.

Blood was dripping from the tip of the spear.

A figure suddenly fell down with a scream, and the knife in his palm "ding" fell to the ground.

Wusheng lifted Ashikaga Yoshiki, his body flew diagonally, fell to the top of the Sword Pavilion, and opened his hand easily.

"You've been waiting for me to show up?"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru nodded.

"You're the only one left in this city, and you've all dismissed your retainers?"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru nodded, a sad look on his cheeks.

"You forced them away, but some of them didn't go far and stayed with you in the city."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru nodded, "Yes, because they are samurai, and samurai are destined to die in battle for the Lord, and they are no exception. ”

"You can't bear to watch them die one by one?"

Ashikaga Yoshiki gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I have stripped them of their samurai status, they have become ronin, and ronins should not die in battle for the Lord." ”

He didn't let Wusheng speak, and continued, "Ronin only deserve to wander, keep wandering, keep killing people and setting fires, and do anything bad, it's ......." ”

"Just don't you deserve to die in battle for the Lord?"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was silent.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly, his face showing a look of tiredness and disgust that penetrated deep into his body and bone marrow, "I'm waiting for you to go crazy, so hurry up and kill me." ”

The figures below are vertical, and the sword light is flashing.

The two women slowly walked out of it, each with a dozen knives around their necks.

Ah Guo's breathing almost stopped, and more than a dozen people stopped motionless beside her, each knife pressed tightly to her neck.

She was on the verge of collapse and collapse.

"I don't want to die yet, I haven't lived enough, so you have to be careful, the sword doesn't have long eyes, you have to be careful."

There was also a woman beside her, this woman did not have a trace of fear or panic, her expression was indescribably pity and concern, and her eyes were staring at Ashikaga Yoshiki.

At this time, Ah Guo saw a woman walking over with a smile, with seven points of smugness and three points of sarcasm in her smile.

Ah Guo stared at the woman coldly, "It's you?" ”

Yakumo smiled again, "It's me." ”

"You're not Ashikaga Yoshiteru's bodyguard at all, you're here to kill him?"

"Yes, I'm here to kill him, and I don't dare to make a move easily, so I'll just wait for the opportunity."

"Your chance is ours?"

"Yes, you are indeed my great opportunity, if it weren't for you, we would still have to stare outside, we can't do anything."

"You don't know how many masters there are in the Sword Pavilion?"

Yakumo nodded and admitted, "But as soon as the spear god entered, I knew." ”

"You're so despicable, so insidious."

Yakumo nodded and sneered, "What I brought is the master of the masters, and I bought all the killers that Fusang can buy with money, so don't complain if you die, after all, I spent a lot of money on you." ”

Ah Guo gritted his teeth, "You can't die well, if you die, you will go to eighteen layers of hell, and you will not be able to live forever." ”

Yakumo blinked, "I didn't expect you to be so good at scolding, such a brutal mouth." ”

Ah Guo laughed, "You forgot what I did before, how can my scolding skills be bad?" ”

Yakumo slapped her in the face again, "I like women like you the most." ”

"You're by no means Yakumo, you're a woman who shows Matsunaga?"

Yakumo punched Ah Guo in the stomach again, Ah Guo almost fell down in pain, but a few people on the side held her stiffly.

Ah Guo spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Youyakumo's cheek, "You shameless woman." ”

Yakumo smiled and wiped the blood off his cheeks, and kicked Ah Guo in the stomach again, "How is it?" Isn't it comfortable? ”

This is by no means comfortable, Ah Guo has fainted.

Yakumo smiled and stared at another charming woman, and she smiled pleasantly, "You are Ashikaga Yoshiteru's wife?" ”

The woman smiled, "Yes. ”

Yakumo was taken aback and said lightly, "You can still laugh?" ”

"Why can't I laugh?" She was still laughing, "I don't laugh at this time, when will I laugh?" ”

Yakumo nodded, "It is worthy of being the wife of a sword hero, and it has not insulted his dignity, but it is ......." ”

"But what?"

"But after all, he is a sword hero, and his heart also has emotions."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru's wife hung her head and was silent.

She understood what the woman meant, what she meant.

Yakumo turned around again, and he saw Ashikaga Yoshiteru, and he also saw the spear god Wusheng.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at Yakumo with empty eyes, and did not say a word.

Yakumo smiled again.

When she laughed, a short knife suddenly appeared in her hand, the blade was thin and sharp, one hand was holding it tightly, but the other hand was gently caressing, "The spear god is lifeless, didn't you think of it?" ”

"I've thought of it a long time ago."

Yakumo's face changed, "What did you think of?" ”

"I think you're not Ashikaga Yoshiteru's retainers, and those people aren't Ashikaga Yoshiteru's personal bodyguards."

"How do you know?" Yakumo was stunned again.

"Because you have a three-leaf sunflower pattern on your body, the family crest of the Tokugawa clan, you should be a descendant of the Yagyu clan."

Yakumo sneered, "That's right, I'm Yakumo Yakumo, the only person in the Yagyu family who uses a flying knife." ”

"Good."

"Would you like to see it?"

"I don't want to see it." Wusheng no longer looked at her, and walked towards the dizzy Ah Guo like a stone statue.

His steps were small, but the changes were great, and he walked over at once, and the only movement he had when he walked over was to slowly retreat, holding Ah Guo in his arms.

A dozen knives were not seen, and neither did Yagyu and Yakumo.

He was so fast that he couldn't see how he did it.

Yanagi Yakumo was so angry that his eyes rolled up, and he said coldly, "Your shot ......." ”

Wusheng no longer looked at her, looked at Ashikaga Yoshiki, and sighed deeply.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was staring at his wife, and his wife was staring at her.

Just as they were staring at each other, Yanagi Yakumo's hand waved, and the sword flashed.

A fatal stab! A fatal stab! A sinister knife!

The sword light suddenly died, and suddenly it was in the hands of Wusheng.

Wusheng's hand was released, and the knife "ding" fell to the ground.

"You ......." Yagyu Yakumo couldn't say a word anymore.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru's wife burst into tears, gritted her teeth and suddenly stared at Wusheng, "Are you a spear god Wusheng?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Your gun can kill?"

Wusheng nodded.

"Then you will kill General Jianhao, no matter how you kill."

When she said this, not only the people on the side were taken aback, but also Yanagi and Yakumo were deeply surprised.

"Why?"

"Because I know his pain, and I know everything in his heart."

"What do you know?"

"He's been waiting for you to show up for the day." As she spoke, tears drifted more down her cheeks, and he pointed to the poem on his robe, "This is his death poem, and he doesn't want to live anymore." ”

"He can live well, he doesn't need to die."

"He's tried a lot and didn't do it, he's lived enough." As she spoke, staring into the night, her face became more sour and sad, "You may not be able to imagine a man who can't sleep in the dead of night, staring out through the crack in the door with his sword in hand,......。 ”

Yanagi laughed again, "I can't imagine that your life is so uncomfortable? ”

Ashikaga Yoshiteru didn't speak, he seemed to be unable to speak.

"I thought my life was very poor, but I didn't expect someone to be more poor than me."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru was silent.

"But you are still kind, because you have always dismissed your retainers, and you don't want them to die here with you."

Ashikaga Yoshiki smiled faintly, as if he was very painful and sad, "But some of them didn't leave, but they were killed by you?" Isn't it? ”

"Yes, I did kill them." Yagyu Yakumo smiled coldly, "Your retainers are not so easy to deal with. ”

Ashikaga Yoshiteru stopped talking again, staring at his wife, his eyes flashing.