This is My Juggernaut Journey

"But the country of Weiming! The homeland you regained with so much painstaking efforts must not be destroyed by my hands!" Genichiro became excited, why everyone is vetoing my plan!

As long as you have the power of immortality, you can form an undead army, let alone protect Weiming country, maybe you can overthrow the inner palace!

Yixin looked at his grandson quietly, and shook his head silently: "The Weiming country is indeed something that I cherish, but to protect him, you must follow the 'Tao'. Even if the country is destroyed, you must die with a strong character."

"No, Weiming Kingdom will exist forever!"

"Idiot, how can there be an immortal country in the world, even the inner government, sooner or later there will be a stronger force to replace him! There is no way in the world like this!""

As he spoke, the old man stood up slowly, but his thin body had an indomitable aura. He glanced at his stubborn grandson who was staring at him, and turned around slowly.

Hoo hoo...

The wind poured in through the door opening, blowing the kimono fluttering, and he came to the door holding the wine glass wholeheartedly, turned his back to Genichiro and said, "I don't care about the Hirata family's affairs, and I'm not interested in the rats in the dungeon, but there is one thing I must tell you. you--"

He turned his head and made Genichiro lower his head just by his eyes.

"But there must be a bottom line in doing things for people, and certain things must never be done."

Yixin has heard about the Hirata family, and he has no objection to his grandson's use of tyrannical means, but Genichiro's choice during the confrontation made him a little annoyed.

Not enough energy, almost made Wei Mingguo blew himself up on the spot.

Yixin has drunk enough wine and killed enough people in his life, even if he dies in the end, he should hold a long knife in his hand. Facing someone worthy of the knife, he doesn't want to kill people because of civil strife.

This stare has conveyed countless messages, even if it doesn't explain what the 'bottom line' refers to.

"Yes, I understand." As a grandson, Genichiro dared not refute, and even guessed what the bottom line was.

He understands what Yixin has seen, if he insists on doing it, all his investment over the years will be wasted, and the sword master's long knife will cut everything, regardless of whether you have changed into water or not.

"That's good." As a grandson who was picked up and brought up by himself, Yixin has a full understanding, even if he is stubborn, it is to protect this Weiming country.

So he opposed Xianichiro's methods, but he didn't stop him, as if he left it to fate to decide.

"Understood, let's go." Yixin returned to the table, picked up the long knife from the knife holder and inserted it into his waist, even walking in front of Xianichiro.

"Where are you going?" the somewhat tired Lord Wei Ming hurriedly asked, the old man was still awake in the middle of the night.

Yixin turned his body sideways, patted the scabbard lightly, and said with a hearty smile:

"After drinking and eating—"

"Of course I'm going to kill people!"

PS: Ask for a ticket, I want a monthly ticket recommendation!There will be another one later!

Chapter 29 Luan Bo Zhong ([-]rd update!)

Under the moonlit night, the castle town of Ashina was pitch black, only the hazy moonlight could provide some visibility. The road was extremely narrow, and the courtyard walls in dilapidated condition were mottled. When the strong wind hit, it would make a 'whoop' sound.

It's like a ghost town.

Going forward in the dark narrow alley, most people would be sick from fright, and Yuxian held his scabbard tightly with a blank expression on his face.

The boy is not afraid of ghosts, because all ghosts and monsters will be killed!

After walking forward for a few minutes, just as I was reaching the entrance of the alley, my footsteps stopped suddenly, and I heard a vague conversation.Yuxian raised his eyebrows, moved closer to the wall step by step, and finally heard the conversation.

"Did the group of monks ask for new materials again? Only ten were sent last time."

"You don't care what they use, they just exchange people for money."

"But now the Weiming country has no population, why don't we go out to catch them next time?"

"You're crazy! Guying crowd sealed the mountain pass, anyone who dares to go out will only die!"

Those were two deep, weird voices, and Yuxian moved a few more steps, stuck his head out and looked over there.

Under the moonlight, there are two short figures, less than 1.2 meters, no different from a dwarf, with tall clogs on their feet and a bamboo hat on their heads. Anyway, they don't look like good people.

"It turned out to be Ranba." With just one glance, Yuzuru recognized these highly recognizable ninjas. Ranba was hired by Xianfeng Temple, and three years later even dared to infiltrate Wei Mingcheng.

Of course, I only dare to make trouble in the castle town now.

"Who!?"

He was flipping through his past memories, when the two short men who were talking immediately raised their heads, and their eyes were on his side.

Oops, forgot these people were on high alert.

In reality, of course, it is impossible to "eavesdrop" against the back and be ignored. Yuzuru can't hide his breath, and a ninja can detect hostility just by sight.

shhhhh--

No nonsense, three cold lights flew over immediately, Yu Xian flashed back behind the wall, only heard a few muffled sounds of "Duo Duo", the short knife pierced the wooden wall, before it was too late to marvel at the strength of these dwarves' hands, leaning on their backs There were light and hurried footsteps on the roof.

Luan Bozhong's short legs quickly turned into phantoms, and within a few breaths, they came from the roof to cover up the assassination. The poisoned short knife was held backwards, which was the usual falling assassination.

Clang!

With a dragon cry, the snow-like blade came out of its sheath, shaking the chaotic crowd's eyes slightly. After the crisp sound, the swordsman easily swung away, but the chaotic wave rolled on the ground, and immediately turned back after standing firm on his hind legs.

kill!

The companions who raided from the street also began to rush forward, one in front of the other in a pincer attack, accelerating almost at the same time.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...