The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

The clothes of the old man still maintain the dress of the pre-Qin period,
Although he had been dead for many years, his face was lifelike, without a trace of dryness.

Ruo Da’s copper coffin filled with various medicines,

These medicines are enough to keep the corpse in the copper coffin from decaying.

I don't know how many years have passed since the ancestor of the Fujiwara family, but the Fujiwara family has such a magical method,
Let the ancestor's body be preserved so well.

The coffin was opened, and Sakurai, Mr. Fujiwara and others bowed respectfully.

Those ninjas were no exception. In this underground hall, they looked extraordinarily serious.

The bright light illuminated Sakurai's eerie mask.

Sakurai said, "Today we will use the blood of these Donghua people to resurrect our ancestors."

"I hope that the ancestors can return smoothly."

Mr. Fujiwara couldn't believe that a person who had been dead for many years could be resurrected?

Sakurai got up and looked back at everyone.

"Today will be a very special day, and the prophecy of the ancestors has come true."

"If we fail to resurrect our ancestors, the entire East Island will suffer an unprecedented disaster."

"Of course, for our plan to be successful, we must first thank the owner, Mr. Fujiwara, for his support."

"If he hadn't impressed these Donghua people with all kinds of sincerity, it would be impossible for us to implement this plan."

Mr. Fujiwara's face was hot.

Sakurai shouted loudly, "Come here, bring these Donghua people here and let them bleed."

They actually want to put Qin Mu's blood into the copper coffin, and use their blood to revive the ancestors of the Fujiwara family.

But when he issued an order, these ninjas did not respond.

They remained kneeling, motionless.

Mr. Sakurai was furious, "Can't you hear me?"

The second time the order was issued, there was still no response.

Mr. Fujiwara felt strange, how could this happen?
The butler next to him was also startled and glanced at him.

Sakurai seemed to sense something was wrong, and waved his hand.

A ninja fell to the ground, maintaining the kneeling posture just now.

The butler took a step forward and inspected the ninja.

"He's not dead!"

what?
Sakurai's face changed drastically. This is the underground palace of the Fujiwara family, which goes straight into the hinterland of the back mountain.

Except for the members of their Fujiwara family, no one else knew about it.

These ninjas died silently?
Sakurai took a closer look, and found that none of the dozens of subordinates survived.

How exactly did they die?

Who made the move?

Is that from Donghua?

impossible.

Sakurai is extremely confident in the sandalwood in the car, which is the deadly weapon of the Fujiwara family.

Not only can make people stunned, but also can disperse power.

No matter how powerful the strong man is, if he is poisoned by this kind of fragrance, he can only be slaughtered.

So he didn't doubt that Qin Mu did it.

Mr. Fujiwara looked towards the car, his expression became extremely surprised.

"Sakura...Sakurai-kun, look quickly."

Sakurai instinctively looked towards those cars, eh?
His face was also instantly pale, but under the thick mask, his expression could not be seen.

But he was clearly terrified, the car was empty.

Not even half a person can be seen.

What about Qin Mu and those from the Qianjiao Group?

They were obviously in the car, why did they suddenly disappear?

Sakurai's figure moved and drifted towards the side of the car strangely.

Sure enough, the people in several cars disappeared.

Mr. Fujiwara's face changed drastically, "Oops!"

"They must have escaped."

"impossible!"

Sakurai stared, "Anyone who is poisoned by sandalwood will not be able to perform martial arts at all."

"He is not a god king, how could he escape?"

That is, even if he is a god king, it is impossible to save people without anyone noticing.

Where did those people in the car go?
Sakurai yelled at the underground palace, "Come out, come out!"

Snapped--

A crisp slap sounded in the empty underground palace.

The mask on Sakurai's face was blown off, revealing a hideous face.

The mask flew out, whoosh——

Sliding in the air, crashing into the copper coffin.

clang--

click-

The copper coffin made a crisp sound, and the mask shattered.

It turned into countless wood chips and scattered.

Sakurai was actually slapped, and everyone was dumbfounded.

You know, he is a strong man who claims to be better than Lord Qianhu, and has strength above Tennin.

It was a character like him who was slapped in the face, but he couldn't find an opponent.

brush!
The lights in the main hall went out instantly, and the entire underground palace was pitch black.

Can't you be invisible?

Then let you hide enough!
Mr. Fujiwara turned pale with fright. He had already said that he should not use this method to deal with people from the Nine Clans.

Tell them well, maybe they will help you or not.

"Son of a bitch!"

After being slapped for no reason, Sakurai's face turned blue with anger.

The original ugly appearance became even uglier, and he drew out his knife angrily.

Zheng——

whoosh-

In the darkness, something flew over.

Sakurai swung his knife and slashed.

clang--

With this cut, bursts of sparks splashed.

A powerful force made his arms go numb.

Amidst the sparks, everyone saw that it was the lid of the copper coffin that rushed towards Sakurai.

The huge impact forced Sakurai to retreat, and his figure drifted away like a black mist.

Boom!

The copper coffin lid hit the wall of the underground palace, making a dull sound.

The sound entered the ears, shaking Fujiwara and the others' ears sorely.

The butler tightly pulled Mr. Fujiwara into a corner.

"Who? Let me out"

Sakurai was very angry, it was the first time he met such a strong man.

"The surname is Qin, I know it's you!"

brush-

In the darkness, a few wisps of finger wind shot over.

Sakurai kept swinging his knife to resist.

clap clap-

Several slaps sounded one after another, and the whole underground palace became strange.

Sakurai is a strong man above the Tennin realm, coming and going without a trace.

He was insulted one after another today, how could he bear it?
However, getting angry won't solve the problem.

After several slaps in the face, he swung his knife back and turned into a puff of black mist to dissipate.

I can't play anymore, otherwise this face will be swollen.

brush!
The light turned on again in an instant.

The people guarding over there heard the sound and ran over.

Fujiwara and the butler were about to sneak out quietly.

The headlights were on, and there was no one in the entire underground palace.

Everyone searched around, only to hear a voice, "What are you looking for?"

On the roof of the car sat a young man.

Mr. Fujiwara and others were shocked, "You..."

Qin Mu smiled, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Sakurai, Fujiwara, are you looking for me?"

Sakurai has retreated to the edge of the copper coffin,

He looked at Qin Mu and said, "Impossible, impossible! You were obviously poisoned by sandalwood, so how could you be fine?"

Qin Mu took a puff of cigarette, "I forgot to tell you, I have been invulnerable to all poisons since I was a child."

Sakurai looked flustered, "Then how did you rescue them?"

He is the king of ninjutsu, he really can't figure out what kind of method Qin Mu used?
Qin Mu raised his eyebrows, "You want to know?"

Mr. Fujiwara and the butler were about to slip away when Qin Mu shouted, "Stop! Mr. Fujiwara, don't you want to speak clearly?"

Mr. Fujiwara shuddered and said in a panic, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, all of this was his idea!"

"I just want to approach you sincerely, and I hope you can save our Fujiwara family!"

"It's him who insists on resurrecting the ancestors, and it really has nothing to do with me!"

Sakurai scolded a coward angrily, and slashed at Qin Mu with a knife.