"The drizzle and dew in May are still coming, and I will be named Cuckoo Wings. Soar into the sky. She caressed her snow-white robe and stared at the poem.

Farewell poems.

Ashikaga Yoshiki stared at his wife, his eyes were still bright, clear, and soft, and his expression was slightly cold, the kind of coldness unique to swordsmen.

His wife read the farewell poem softly, and slowly wept, and her cheeks showed an indescribable look of joy and satisfaction.

She was satisfied.

Just as her cheeks flushed, her neck suddenly moved.

Blood was dripping down the blade, and her expression had become joyful and joyful from over-satisfaction, but it was so desolate and poignant.

Ashikaga Yoshiki was expressionless, watching his wife fall, and there was no change.

No matter what era or which power struggle, such a tragic and moving story is indispensable.

Sigh of nothingness.

When Ah Guo woke up, it was the time when the smile on that cheek was the most charming.

It's fascinating, yet so poignant and heartbreaking.

Ah Guo's face was pale.

She couldn't believe that woman could die like this, in her own short-sightedness.

She is a woman, she should not have died, but she is dead, and she should not be alive? Are you still alive?

Ah Guo looked at Ashikaga Yoshiteru, the face of a generation of swordsmen, which was not very good-looking.

His cheeks were not only extremely tired and weak, but also extremely painful and sad, perhaps not only for himself and his wife, but for the samurai who died in battle, or for those who had not left the city.

He was suddenly confronted with lifelessness.

When he faced Wusheng, his expression suddenly became indescribably cold and ruthless, and his voice was even colder and more ruthless.

"Are you a spear god without life?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You're disappointing me."

Silent without life.

"You still won't fight me."

Wusheng nodded, "My gun will never kill people who seek death." ”

"Even me?"

"Yes, by no exception, it's very uncomfortable to kill like that."

"You're a strange person, why are you so particular about killing?"

"It's my enjoyment."

"But it's my sorrow." Ashikaga Yoshiteru's hand suddenly clenched, "This may be my fate, destined to die at the hands of traitors." ”

He stopped talking and walked softly to the entrance.

Pulling out a sword from the entrance, when he had the sword in his hand, his expression changed again, and it became full of indescribable murderous aura.

The murderous aura that kills countless people.

The sword is in the hand, and the sword light flutters.

"Good sword."

Ashikaga Yoshiteru sneered, "You don't want to duel with me, do you want to appreciate me killing?" ”

"Yes."

"Good."

When he said that it was good, the sword light fluttered, and it became brighter and colder than the moonlight.

The three of them suddenly fell on their backs in the flower path, blood splashed out from seven or eight corpse bones, and the white and tender petals turned blood red in an instant.

"My swordsmanship isn't bad." He gently blew the blood on the edge of the sword, and then continued, "The swordsmanship master is from Tsukahara Buden, Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, and I am proud and proud of this. ”

"Yes."

He is right, this is indeed the pride and pride of every swordsman in Fuso.

Ashikaga Yoshiki didn't move fast, but he was very steady, and every time the sword light fell, a figure fell.

Just as he was killing a dozen people, he suddenly threw away his sword and took a bite out of the entrance.

The sword aura was indulgent, and the chill in his eyes was even stronger, "It's a pity that my sword has never been able to duel with you." ”

Sigh of nothingness.

This is the misfortune of Ashikaga Yoshiteru, and it is also the sorrow of lifelessness.

Yanagi Yakumo stood far away, her hand gripping a short knife, a thin, sharp blade.

"The spear god is really good Yaxing, and he watched Ashikaga Yoshiteru being slaughtered so calmly."

"You have committed the following crimes, and you have messed up the rules."

"Yes." Yanagi Yakumo smiled again and sneered, "We are below the gram and messed up the law." ”

"You will be reviled by the world."

"Yes." Yagyu Yakumo's hand waved slightly.

The blade flashed, and the thin, sharp blade suddenly sank into Ashikaga Yoshiki's body, leaving only a piece of the hilt outside.

A fatal knife, a fatal one.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru gasped and fell, three knives suddenly stretched out from the ground, stabbing his body suddenly, and the people below had already sneered, "Succeed." ”

The laughter turned into a scream again, and the knife retracted softly.

"But you can't kill me easily." Ashikaga Yoshiki gritted his teeth and looked up to the sky and roared, "Soaring into the sky." ”

His gaze suddenly fell on the cold, bleak moonlight, and three swords stabbed into his back, as if he didn't feel it, the sword in his hand suddenly left his hand, and stabbed straight into the moonlight, and a figure suddenly fell like a bird, and it stopped moving when it fell softly like dead flesh.

Suddenly, I heard a series of three "dingdingding", and the faces of the three people behind were like ashes, their hands kept shaking, and the knife they held in their hands was broken.

This man used his body to cut off the blade alive!

The three people in the back stared at the short knife in their palms and were stunned, as if they couldn't figure out that a person could have such a ability.

Just when they were stunned, they saw a sword light float up, and then fell down with a miserable scream, and when they fell, more than a dozen cold stars burst out.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru fell.

He struggled to his feet, sword in hand staring coldly at the shadow-shaking man.

No one dares to go over, and a person who can break the blade with his body is not only admirable, but also frightening and terrifying.

The sword flashed again.

Suddenly there was an extra hilt on his body, and he didn't seem to care, gritting his teeth and pulling out a knife, a thin and sharp knife.

Ashikaga Yoshiki stared at the knife and sneered, "Yagyu and Yakumo's knife, give it back to you." ”

With a sudden wave of his hand, the knife flew out.

The sword flashed, and the man fell down with a scream.

Everyone saw that he was badly wounded, and everyone could see that his life was coming to an end, such a person should not have had such a terrible, fatal blow, but he did.

The knife stabbed diagonally in the throat.

Her eyes stared straight ahead, revealing unspeakable, unspeakable disbelief, surprise, and fear.

Wusheng sighed deeply.

Ah Guo's face turned pale, "He really ......." ”

"Yes, he's really going to die."

"He doesn't have to die, he can escape."

"He can't escape."

"Why can't you run away?"

"Because he is Ashikaga Yoshiteru, Ashikaga Yoshiteru can only die in battle, not run away."

Ah Guo nodded.

She understood this, but she couldn't.

It's not that she alone can't understand it, most women in the world can't understand it, because it's a man's mind.

The moon is white and the wind is clear, and the petals dyed red are dancing, as if they are making the final send-off for a generation of swordsmen.

More than a dozen people suddenly threw away the knives in their hands, slammed into Ashikaga Yoshiteru with a wooden plank, squeezed their bodies tightly, unable to move, and forty or fifty knives suddenly stabbed through the board door.

Ashikaga Yoshiki gritted his teeth, laughed like a crazy beast, and danced the blade of his sword, and more than a dozen heads suddenly floated up.

No one dared to approach, everyone stood at a distance, watching him stand motionless as he was caught by the door panel.

The moonlight is beautiful.

How bleak and poignant this beauty is.

No one dares to get close to a point, this is the point of the samurai, the point of a generation of swordsmen.

He walked over like a stone statue, standing upright like a stone statue, and he could get closer, perhaps because he was not a man, but a god, and there were very few gods on the earth.

"You're finally here." Ashikaga Yoshiteru faced a smile.

"Yes, I'm here."

"Isn't my swordsmanship good?"

"Yes, your swordsmanship is really good."

"It's a pity I can't duel you." Ashikaga Yoshiteru's cheeks showed a sour and miserable look, "This is really my disbelief. ”

"Maybe."

"Do you want to ask me something?"

Wusheng nodded.

"I'm still alive, you can ask."

"What else do you want to say?"

The sword in his hand "ding" fell to the ground, and Ashikaga Yoshiki's eyes stared at the hands quietly, "I heard that you will fulfill the wishes of others." ”

"Yes."

"I have a wish."

"You can say it." Wusheng's hand stretched out, and the sword on the ground suddenly came into his hand, and he gently sent it to Ashikaga Yoshiteru.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru shook his head, "I don't need a sword anymore." ”

With a slight wave of Wusheng's hand, the long sword turned into a ray of light and flew towards the sky.

"My wish is that dragons and tigers will no longer fight each other."

"The Tiger of Kai, the Dragon of Echigo?"

"Will you stop them?" Ashikaga Yoshiteru's pleading color became weak.

Wusheng nodded.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru exhaled, then closed his eyes, his hands, his head, suddenly limped and lacked a trace of vitality in this moment.

"Sword Hero Returns to Heaven?"

Wusheng nodded in acknowledgement.

The cold wind became more desolate and bleak, and the petals flew more violently.

"Is he wise? Or is it unwise? Ah Guo caressed the door panel, forty or fifty knives were still dripping blood.

"Wisdom is unwisdom, and wisdom may be wisdom, and between wisdom and unwisdom, it is very clear to distinguish between wisdom."

Ah Guo nodded, "It's like it's hard to tell the difference between right and wrong?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

Ah Guo lowered his head, stared at the earth, and was speechless for a long time.

The bones of Yagyu and Yakumo were not far away, and no one looked at them, and no one carried them away.

The killer here has left, and the cold and killing intent between heaven and earth has not diminished in the slightest.

Wusheng pulled Ah Guo and walked out.

The cold moonlight stretched their shadows for a long time, and the light was already floating in the teahouse, and they sat alone on the low side, looking lonely and lonely.

A pot of tea and a teacup on a low table. The tea has long been cold, and people's hearts don't know where to fly.

Ah Guo pulled Wusheng and walked in, staring at this person quietly.

The man was richly dressed, his hair was held high, and his cheeks were filled with indescribable worry and unease.

"You're out?" He said this lightly, and stared at the gun in Wusheng's hand.

"Yes."

"You've seen him dead?"

Ah Guo looked at this person blankly, and her heart was inexplicably panicked and frightened, she knew who this person was talking about.

"Yes, he died well."

The man was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Why did he die well?" ”

"If he dies, Ashikaga Yoshiei will be proclaimed as the new general."

The man's breathing suddenly became rapid and unsteady, and he took a sip of cold tea before he continued, "You think I want to be made a general? ”

Silent without life.

Ah Guo was stunned, "Who are you?" Is it Ashikaga Yoshiei? ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded, "Yes, I am Ashikaga Yoshiei, and I was soon proclaimed a general. ”

"You should be happy." Ah Guo sneered, "It looks like I have lost my soul now." ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei exhaled and pulled the placket of his shirt, "Yes, I'm afraid. ”

He didn't let Ah Guo speak, and continued, "I'm afraid because I have this fate, but you won't see it." ”

Ah Guo was surprised, "Didn't you come up with the plan to kill Ashikaga Yoshiteru?" ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded, "It's not someone like me, I'm just a puppet, a tool in their hands." ”

"Who are they?"

"They're Matsunaga Shu and Miyoshi Sanju." Ashikaga Yoshiei lowered his head, "Matsunaga Shu is very afraid of Ashikaga Yoshiteru and has been thinking about abolishing him. ”

Ah Guo was silent.

"Not long ago, Miyoshi Nagakei died of illness, and Matsunaga Shu decided to propose to abolish Ashikaga Yoshiki and establish me as a general in front of Miyoshi Nagayi, Miyoshi Masayasu, and Iwanari Tomoto."

"You don't want to be a general?"

"Yes, I just want to be a civilian, wouldn't it be nice to be ordinary?"

Ah Guo was surprised, she didn't expect this person to have such an idea, and he didn't want to be a general?

"Isn't that weird?"

"Yes." Ah Kuni stared at Ashikaga Yoshiei's pale cheeks in surprise.

Ashikaga Yoshiei smiled bitterly, "Fuso is the autumn of troubled times, today I am a general, tomorrow I may become a dead man." ”

"Someone is going to kill you?"

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded, "It's all fate, many people think that this power is very noble and noble, but how many people know the insidious and crisis behind the power." ”

"Who killed you?" Ah Guo's surprise turned into curiosity.

"Oda Nobunaga."

"Why did he kill you?" Ah Guo's curiosity turned to pity.

Is the general in the autumn of troubled times like the green leaves on the branches? No one could tell how it fell in that gust of wind and left.

Ashikaga Yoshiei suddenly stood up and stared at Wusheng, "Does he have any last words?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Can you tell me a thing or two?"

Silent without life.

Ashikaga Yoshiei sighed, "His last words, in fact, I know. ”

"You know?"

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded, "His last words may be that the dragon of Echigo and the tiger of Kai should not fight." ”

Wusheng nodded.

A smile appeared on Ashikaga Yoshiei's cheeks, "Did he really say that?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"He hasn't changed, he's always been so kind." Ashikaga Yoshiei smiled, "He still helped me in the end." ”

"What did he help you?"

"As long as the two of Echigo's dragon and Kai's tiger don't fight, Oda Nobunaga won't dare to take it lightly."

Ah Guo didn't understand, she smiled, "Why?" ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei smiled and took another sip of tea, and now he became relaxed, comfortable, leisurely and comfortable.

"As long as the dragon and tiger don't fight each other, it will be enough to suppress Oda Nobunaga, and Oda Nobunaga will never dare to fight viciously with the Miyoshi clan."

"Yes." Wusheng nodded in acknowledgement, "So you can still be a comfortable general, right?" ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded.

"You're wrong."

Ashikaga Yoshiei's face changed, "Am I wrong there?" ”

"It's not something I can do to stop them from fighting."

Ashikaga Yoshiei was stunned, "Who is that?" ”

"It's just you." Wusheng sighed, "I can only do one thing, neither of them can kill anyone." ”

Ashikaga Yoshiei nodded, "I may still not be able to escape the blow of fate." ”

Wusheng sighed, and he pulled Ah Guo and walked out.

Ashikaga Yoshiei still sat alone inside, staring at the low table quietly.

The night was dark.

The branches of the trees beside the street swayed gently, and Ah Guo quickly retracted his head when he saw it.

A fallen leaf floated onto her body, and she trembled, "Is there anyone in danger here?" ”

Silent without life.

Ah Guo's heart was a little panicked, she pointed to the branch, "I feel as if there is someone on it, waiting to fight with us." ”

"Nope."

Ah Guo nodded, but the heart in his stomach was still panicking.

When he crossed the bridge, Wusheng suddenly stopped, standing like a stone statue, "You actually follow me?" ”

"Yes."

Ah Guo glanced under the bridge and found that there was no one under the bridge, and there were no ghosts, "Who is this?" ”

"Hashihime."

Ah Guo's face suddenly turned pale and ugly, "Is she really here?" ”

"Yes."

This sentence was not said by Wusheng, but by Hashihime, who has not changed much, her body curves are also very soft, her movements are also light, and her smile is sincere and lonely.

The blood-red clothes and the pale face are not like the pale of paper, but like soaked fat.

His eyes were puffy and dull, his lips were pale, and his hair was scattered and dripping from his body.

Her mouth clenched a strand of hair, but the dead fish's eyes were staring at lifeless, "We meet again." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"I let you escape last time, and I let you play, so now I'm going to ......."

She smiled, this sentence was not finished, she left it to them to think about, maybe they would get unexpected results, she has done a lot of this kind of thing, and she is also very experienced.

She didn't expect Wusheng to say a word of surprise.

"So you came here to fix it with us?"

Hashihime was shocked.

This is her original intention, how can others know about this kind of thing?

Ah Guo blinked, she was obviously surprised, "She has such a good heart?" Came all the way to fix with us? ”

Hashihime glared at her fiercely, "What's impossible?" ”

Ah Guo stopped talking, and when she saw this kind of woman, her body couldn't help but feel cold and stiff.

"You shouldn't be here, you should stay in Kita-Shinano."

Hashihime nodded.

"You're not here just to make peace with us, are you?"

Hashihime nodded and admitted, "You don't look like a stupid person, you don't seem to be able to do anything." ”

"That's what you guys did, too, too explicit."

Hashihime was silent.

"You wanted to kill me before, but it was forced by the situation that you had to do it."

Hashihime nodded in acknowledgement and smiled.

"Now that you see me, you are also forced by the situation, and you have to come."

"Yes, it is indeed forced by the situation, if you tell me what the reason is, I will really obey you."

"The last time you hunted us down, it was Takeda Shingen who wanted to test my skills, didn't you?"

Hashihime nodded, "That's right. ”