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Chapter 87 End
"Are you going to live here?"

Isamu Fujita slowly lowered his head, looking at the palace under the cliff.

The samurai had all left under the threat of Isamu Fujita, leaving only an empty palace.
Deserted, lonely, desolate.

"I don't want to." Ziyuan shook her head, and continued: "I still want to go out and have a look..."

"By the way, you are not yet 12 years old!" Isamu Fujita looked at Shion, who was not as tall as his shoulders, in a daze.

How old am I this year?

Seventeen?eighteen?
If it was in the previous life, he might still be struggling in the sea of ​​books and questions!In order to cross the only single-plank bridge, in order to be admitted to the ideal university.

What am I doing now?
Running around for the ninja world, going to different places, killing some people, saving some people.

Destiny.
What a mystery!
Wait~ I don't believe this!
Fujita Isamu raised a smile, and looked into the distance again.

"Have you really decided? Get out of here?"

He looked at the slowly rising sun, bathed in the nascent light.

Ziyuan looked at the red sun in the sky, and then turned her gaze to the small town not far from the palace.

Looking at the town lit up by the sun, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Yes! I want to leave here to see the magnificence and wonder of this world, to taste the delicacies of various places, to walk around the scenery of various places, to talk to people, to go"

Her purple eyes reflected the light and shadow of the sun, with infinite longing and hope.

"Just go like this? Alone?"

Isamu Fujita turned his head and looked at her with long golden hair blown by the wind.

"Do you want to go with me?"

She smiled, squinted her eyes, and asked with a tilted head.

What a cute little loli, unfortunately, I don't want to be here~
Isamu Fujita stretched out his hand and squeezed her small face tightly.

There was no compulsion to calm down, nor did she deliberately restrain herself, she just squeezed until she angrily opened Isamu Fujita's hand.

"You are enough!"

Little Shion in the late stage of lolita stared at Isamu Fujita while covering her reddened face.

"Hahahaha~"

Isamu Fujita looked at her, and suddenly laughed, the laughter was blown by the wind, and climbed towards the sky that was about to clear.

"Have you thought about going on a trip with Suho?"

Fujita Isamu turned his head and looked at Ashho not far away.

The man looked at Zi Yuan, his eyes were all about her.

This is, loyalty?love?Family?
Isamu Fujita couldn't understand Ashho's feelings. After all, feelings are not fan-shaped charts, which can be clearly displayed. It is a very magical thing that cannot even be described in words.

Suho is a qualified partner, at least a life partner.

Isamu Fujita threatened all the samurai with Shion, and when he told them to leave, he was the only one who squatted in a corner outside the palace, waiting.When Fujita Yongda killed Sifang and captured three minions, he walked into the palace and stood in front of the door of Ziyuan's room with a knife.When Isamu Fujita went to the underground palace with Ziyuan on his back to release the monsters, he gritted his teeth and followed closely. Then, when he failed to keep up, he calculated the direction and headed towards the ancestral hall, waiting for the arrival of Isamu Fujita.

Finally, after Isamu Fujita released the news that the sprites had been eliminated and all the warriors dispersed, he stood silently behind Shion.

Isamu Fujita didn't know what kind of feelings this was, but he felt that if Shion was against the whole world, Ashio would be the first to stand up and protect her behind her.
This is enough.

Naruto's attraction to Ashio lies in his perseverance, Naruto never gives up, even if Shion falls into the abyss, Naruto will pull her back.

Wouldn't Ashiho?Yes, but he is not strong enough, so he can only become Ziyuan and sacrifice silently for her.

After watching the theatrical version, all the people remembered Huangquan, sprites, and those minions, but what about Suho?

Fujita Yong also forgot, until he limped and walked to the ancestral hall with a branch he picked up from nowhere.

At that time, Ashiho was extremely embarrassed.

It symbolizes that the robes of high-ranking warriors were scratched to pieces, as if they had been ripped off from a beggar. There were scratches on the face, and there were even traces of blood flowing down. everywhere on him
Isamu Fujita couldn't bear it, he managed to cure him after killing the sprites, and changed him into new clothes, so that he returned to his former appearance.

"Ashiho"

Zi Yuan turned her head and looked at the samurai who had guarded her for three years.

Isamu Fujita has no idea of ​​messing around with the couples, but letting Zi Yuan travel alone is more like letting her go homeless.

No one to share, no one to support each other, only the changing scenery in front of you, and the people you meet one by one, some people may enjoy it, but for a little girl who is not 12 years old, it is too dangerous and too miserable .

"Would you like to travel with me? We're going to travel all over the world to see different scenery than here. Would you like to?"

Shion stretched out her hand and asked Ashho.

Ashho didn't hold Shion's hand, but stood behind her silently.

"willing."

Suho's gentle voice, with determination, and a hint of happiness? ? ?
Isamu Fujita is not sure, but it can be seen from the smiling face of Ashuo that he is very happy.

"Now that you've decided, let's go!"

Isamu Fujita looked at the two standing together, and smiled himself.

"Then, the rivers and lakes are far away, so let's go here."

He cupped his fists and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

Shion reached out to stop him, and said something to Ashio.

Ashho put a small transparent bell in Shion's palm, and then obediently stood behind her—he picked it up from the ground when Isamu Fujita was eating melons in the Soul Realm.

There is a small red stone in the small bell, exuding a faint fluorescence.

"Send it to you, thank you for your help, this is considered a gift!"

Zi Yuan took the small bell with both hands and brought it to Isamu Fujita.

"This is the small stone used to seal my strength, you may use it~"

Fujita Isamu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled brighter.

He reached out and gently took the little bell from Zi Yuan's hand.

"I like it very much, thank you for the gift."

He lifted the bell up, looked at it in the sunlight, and then solemnly put it in his sleeve.

"Then, we really have to go."

He waved goodbye to the two of them.

"Goodbye~"

Before the sound dissipated, the person had disappeared.

It was the first time for Suho to speak on his own initiative: "I heard from other samurai that he did the same thing when he came, and suddenly appeared at the gate of your palace."

"So are you going to leave now?"

Ziyuan looked at the palace and smiled.

"We still have to go back."

"Ah."

Suho agreed.

"Travel requires money!"

She turned her head and said to Suho seriously.

Suho froze, and nodded with a smile.
(End of this chapter)