The sea ship Red Cloud Yomaru sails on the icy sea.

The waves carried the hull up and down, and the wall candles in the cabin flickered, and the light of the light flickered and shortened a black shadow.

The clothes were white coats from hospital closets, clean and spotless.

Dressed in such clothes, he was supposed to be a doctor who healed the sick and saved people, a figure that could bring hope to those in pain, but this black shadow had a standard katana with a slender arc pinned to his waist.

Maybe it was too hard to insert it, and there were some cracks at the junction between the scabbard and the hilt, and the blood-stained tip had pierced through the end of the scabbard, with a freshly coagulated blood red.

The combination of a clean white coat and a blood-stained katana is a bit out of place.

Goo-goo...

The sound in the belly came again, and the black shadow sniffed the fragrance wafting from the mouth of the ladder, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "It's the smell of cooked meat, it's so good." ”

The stairs are made of iron and coated with an anti-rust film.

Da... Da... Da...

The sound of leisurely footsteps came from the bottom to the top, calmly, and behind him, the wall lamp around the corner suddenly went out.

It was a cold wind blowing from nowhere, and it was obviously a closed cabin, and in such an environment, it was not normal for the candle flame to flicker, let alone extinguish it.

But the wall lamp went out, and he walked up the stairs step by step, and the candle lamp behind him seemed to be quietly blown out by something, so that there was always darkness and no light behind him.

Banquet.

The blazing brazier in all directions not only made this large and cold space warm, but even the hearts of the men attending the banquet were extremely hot.

The three long tables are not gourmet delicacies, but they have fragrant meats roasted in silver foil, all kinds of fruits and vegetables, and a huge oven at the end of the long table.

After the fish with salty and moist seafood is cleaned, it is sprinkled with paint, stuffed with spices in the mouth, and grilled alive.

The chefs and waiters were busy, laughing from time to time, and glancing at the slender figure being toyed with by Captain Scar and several of the officers.

The red gauze wrapped around the lotus root, and the snow skin became pink and hot because of shyness, shame or temperature.

A little cherry blossom was pinched open, and after a soft and weak gasp, the forcible liquor flowed down the corners of his mouth, but soon he was hugged into the arms of the laughing samurai, "Take another sip, woman." ”

The snowy peaks are half exposed, the deep gorges are trembling, and the black grass is looming.

The screams were out of strength, and the tears were gone.

"Takeda-kun!" Captain Scar laughed, pushing out a red veil shadow beside him.

"Don't always be alone in the corner, you're not a kid anymore!"

Takeda Manobu was stunned, and the hot figure with the fragrant wind had already rushed into his arms.

"This one hasn't budded, so I'll leave it for you to taste... Don't say I didn't take care of you, haha!"

While!

The woman stopped abruptly halfway an arm's length from him.

Takeda Manobu suddenly lifted the big knife at his waist with his left hand, and the scabbard wrapped in sharkskin blocked the delicate body.

He knew that he didn't need to do anything to enjoy the foreign beauty in front of him. He is young and has no experience in turning clouds and rain, but in fact, his heart is also itchy, and a voice tells him in his heart from time to time, don't pretend, life is too short, enjoy the delicious food in front of you.

What does it matter?

His grandfather Takeda Chiri is the head of the Takeda family, one of the three giants of the main battle faction in the imperial court, and he is also the great sword saint who was given the name of the scorching sun, and is in charge of the demon sword "Sun Swallowing Pill".

His fiancée Monet Xiaoxue is a peerless genius of the Monet family, only seventeen years old, and she has already realized her own first-style kendo secret technique.

The way of the sword is the way of the heart, and if there is doubt in the heart, the sword will be dull.

If you are confused and your mind is clear, you can have a secret skill that you can realize. The sword is where it goes, and everything is unbreakable, even in the face of the Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters of the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Court who can use their internal forces freely, they can also deal with it freely and not fall behind.

Even some of the great sword saints who are gifted with gods can deal with the legendary martial arts masters on the other side.

However, each martial artist has different confusions, and the realms that need to be comprehended are also different.

Therefore, there is no clear standard to define the level at all, and the vast majority of martial artists choose to go to the Tibetan Shadow Realm Sect of the Heavenly Shrine to test their strength.

Therefore, with such a background, it can be said that as long as you don't rebel, you can enjoy life at will.

But...

"Takeda-kun, a samurai's sword is not used to block a woman who pounces on him!" Captain Scar narrowed his eyes, the scar under his eyes made people shudder, and his words were calm.

However, these calm words silenced the noise of the whole night feast.

Everyone looked at it quietly.

"I'm sorry... I can't accept it. Takeda Manobu breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became clear.

"Cut—" A burst of laughter from the crew came from all directions.

Sometimes it's mixed with words like "still not a man".

"Bastard!" Captain Scar let out a beastly roar and slammed his fist on the table, and the startled feast fell silent again, and everyone was silent.

As soon as the captain gets angry, there will be dead people.

They are all very clear about this sentence, so no one dares to speak out again, because no one wants to die.

"Lord Akari, please let me take you out to sea to see the outside world, and he told me that you are the grandson who is most like him, and you will definitely be able to become the new pillar of my Sakura Imperial Court in the future!

Therefore, he cultivated you with all his heart, and even gave you his treasured big fast knife "Second Generation Sakurasha". ”

"But... I really don't know where you and Akasun-sama are like?"

"He doesn't cultivate so many excellent descendants who are stronger than you, more famous, more talented, and more willing to die for the imperial court, but he loves you, a grandson who nests in his own world all day long. ”

"Even pushed you onto the big stage of the marriage of the two families of Takeda Monet, do you know how important this marriage is to the imperial court and to the main battle faction?"

"What a bastard thing!"

Scar's voice became more and more irritable, and his fierce eyes glanced sharply to the side and said, "Fujimoto-kun!

A tall and thin samurai with disrespectful eyes straightened his clothes and calmly responded, "Hey, here." ”

"If Takeda-kun doesn't want to enjoy it, then leave it to you, and when you're done, cut her off and throw her into the sea. ”

"Yes!" the tall and thin samurai licked his lips.

Scar smiled wickedly, "By the way, Takeda-kun, I forgot to tell you something. ”

Takeda Manobu had a shadow in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"The foreign pariahs in your hospital, I have ordered Yamada-kun to dispose of... You know he's just got a new knife, and new knives are always going to bleed. ”

"You..."

A fierce, desperate aura emanated from the boy sitting in the corner.

He stood up slowly, obviously not strong and tall, but he gave people the feeling of a monster awakening.

"You dare to touch my patients?"

Captain Scar was not afraid, but sneered, "Angry? Then show your strength, and let me weigh it for Lord Chiri, how many pounds and taels do you have?"

"His head should be at the bottom of the sea at this time, hahaha!"

"Your patient, already dead, dead, dead!"

"It's dead, hahaha!"

Between the two, there was a sudden cold murderous aura, and both sides had already held down the knife on their waists.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the door of the banquet hall was kicked open.

The young man in a white coat and carrying a katana yawned: "If you don't want to die, go and prepare food for me!"

Suddenly, there was a mysterious silence in the air.