"Sir's plan has come to a successful conclusion! I don't know when the promise he made to my emperor will be fulfilled!"

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes did not look at the Fusang officer who was embarrassed by his appearance, and looked at the old man in green shirt with a torch in his eyes.

"Oh! Ended successfully? The old man asked for the news?"

The old man in the green shirt suddenly raised his head, and a powerful majestic momentum suddenly erupted from his body, making people dare not look at it directly.

"I didn't ask this!"

The middle-aged man in the costume had a slightly embarrassed expression, his hands were pinched in the sleeve robe, and his bone fingers were white. In the lowered eyes, an unforgettable hatred flashed.

"What do you want?"

The old man in the green shirt was furious when he heard this, and he waved his sleeve robe, but he didn't see any movement, and with a "snap", the middle-aged man in the gorgeous costume received a heavy slap on his face.

"Presumptuous! Don't be rude to the young master!"

Musashi was furious, and the katana in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and it was actually a fuso samurai's sword drawing stunt kamikaze.

"Ding!"

The old man in the green shirt took a small step, and the fingers of his right hand flicked lightly on the back of Musashi's sharp knife, and the long knife made a buzzing sound, and Musashi's invulnerable sword momentum was immediately broken.

The old man in the green shirt took another small step forward and slammed his palm on Musashi's chest, and when Musashi spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, his body flew back faster than when he came.

"Musashi!"

The middle-aged man in Huafu changed his complexion greatly, stepped out, reached out to catch Musashi's body flying back upside down, and under the impact of the huge force, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

The middle-aged man in the Chinese costume took a few steps back again and again, and he was able to remove the strength added to Musashi's body under the palm of the old man in the green shirt.

Beneath, the solid deck added countless cracks between the few steps back.

"You!

The middle-aged man in Huafu raised his head and looked at the old man in green shirt with a resentful expression, not hiding his unforgettable hatred at all.

"Is it? Compared to some people who can watch their women being rubbed and abused, the old man is ashamed of himself!"

The old man in the green shirt popped out a silk scarf from his arms, gently wiped his right hand, and at the end, he casually threw away the used silk scarf, and looked at the middle-aged man in the gorgeous clothes with a look of disgust, with an expression of extreme contempt.

"You!"

The middle-aged man in the Chinese costume pointed angrily at the old man in the green shirt, his face was red with anger, and his muscles were depressed.

"If you don't accept it, you can try it! Let's see if the old man dares to kill you!"

The old man in the green shirt looked flat, and he didn't look at the middle-aged in the gorgeous clothes at all.

"Young master!

Musashi gulped blood foaming, his hand tightly clutched the middle-aged hand in a gorgeous costume, and his old face was full of pleading.

"Hmph! Don't pretend to be a master and servant, in the eyes of you Fuso people, the ninja is just a dog of the master, a dead soldier who can be abandoned at any time! Even if you are just a dog!"

The old man in the green shirt looked at this scene with contempt.

"Yaga, I'm going to kill you!"

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume broke free from Musashi's hand with red eyes and picked up the katana on the ground.

"Young master!"

Musashi hugged his body tightly, and a large mouthful of blood poured out.

"No, master, master, you'll be fine! No, I'll take you away, take you to find someone to save you! You'll be fine!"

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume threw away the katana in his hand and gently picked Musashi up.

"Young master! I can't do it! Promise me, take care of yourself! Don't be impulsive! Promise me!"

Musashi grabbed the placket of the middle-aged man in the gorgeous clothes, and his eyes had already begun to drift.

"No, you won't!"

The middle-aged man in the costume is already crazy at the moment.

"Fujiwara Tenwing ..."

Musashi's face suddenly flushed, and he grabbed the middle-aged man in the gorgeous clothes with both hands and scolded! Before he finished speaking, his gripping hand suddenly let go, and his whole body went limp, and his eyes were round, and he couldn't bat at himself.

"No, Musashi, wake up, I promise you, I promise you!"

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes held Musashi's body and collapsed on the ground, crying loudly.

He turned out to be Fujiwara Tianyi, the leader of the Fuso bandit army that Nangong Yuyu and others met on the island of the remnants of the Pingjiangmen.

"Waste! Go back and tell you to be a family! Wait for the old man's notice!"

The old man in the green shirt snorted coldly! With a shake of his body, he jumped directly off the sea boat and stepped on the waves.

Only the howling and crying Fujiwara Tentsuba was left.

"Your Excellency!"

Tianshu looked at Nangong Yuyu with a respectful expression, looking tired.

"How! I'm going to be away for the next two days!"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Tianshu with a smile on her face, she was very relieved about Tianshu.

"Your Excellency, it's so annoying that the sycophants in Yangzhou City are so annoying, in the past two days, Dongfang Yunxi has also been reporting to me that the recently rising forces are downstairs, asking me to start a war!"

Tianshu looked at Nangong Yuyu with a bitter face, the time of these two days actually made her feel tired.

"If it's easy to deal with, I won't hide out!"

Nangong Yuyu rubbed her temples, and a touch of helplessness flashed between her eyebrows.

"Qi Qi hair care! Dongfang Yunxi asks to see!"

Dongfang Yunxi's request to see came from outside the door, which made Tianshu shiver subconsciously, it can be seen that in the past two days, Dongfang Yunxi has scared her a lot.

Tianshu looked at Nangong Yuyun, only to see Nangong Yuyu smile and wink, she suddenly understood, her body shook, and she hid behind the screen in the side room.

"Come in!"

Nangong Yuyu sat upright on the chair above, waved his hand, and the door "creaked" and opened in response.

"Subordinate Dongfang Yunxi has seen hair care!"

Dongfang Yunxi walked into the door quickly, arched his hand, and saluted Nangong Yuyu.

"O Oriental, come to me today, but for that day to go downstairs?"

Nangong Yuyu rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

"The Dharma Protector is really like a god, and he can't hide anything from the Dharma Protector!"

Dongfang Yunxi smiled awkwardly and complimented.

"Okay! These two days, you haven't been here for that!"

Nangong Yuyu waved his hand, and the annoyance in his tone was difficult to hide, impatient.

"My subordinates are here this time to report the battle letter of the owner of the building in the world!"

Dongfang Yunxi couldn't hear the meaning of Nangong Yuxi's words Thinking about the purpose of coming this time, he couldn't help touching the cold sweat on his head and said cautiously.

"What?"

Nangong Yuyu was shocked when he boarded, and he unconsciously took the case. The eldest brother actually gave me a war letter, and at this moment her brain brother was in chaos.

Although she thought that one day she would face her eldest brother with a sword, she never thought that it would come so quickly and violently, making her unprepared.

"Okay! Very good! This Dharma Protector is worried that he can't find the right master! When!"

Sensing her gaffe, Nangong Breast Milk immediately sneered, and said with murderous intent on her face.

"My subordinates don't know!

Dongfang Yunxi did not doubt him, and a bright red post popped out of his arms and presented it in front of him.

"Okay!

Nangong Yuyu casually took the battle post in Dongfang Yunxi's hand with an indifferent expression.

But it was Dongfang Yunxi who reflexively went out and closed the door casually.