This is My Juggernaut Journey

"That is to say, is there no way to keep the one-year agreement?" Under the dim candlelight, the old man leaned on the cushion and asked in a deep voice.

Even now, Yixin doesn't feel nervous, but the cup in his hand is not wine, but tea.

"Master Feicun said that the most dangerous time is before dawn, and he must stop Mr. Xianichiro in advance." Yongzhen sat on his knees opposite, his words already had obvious inclinations.

Yixin raised his eyelids to look at the girl, covered his smile with a teacup, hey, it's only been a mere year...

Yongzhen didn't know what the old man in front of him was sighing, he leaned forward unconsciously, and said hurriedly: "Yuxian, no, Mr. Feicun wants to stop it, but the dungeon is in the center of Weiming City, no matter how good his skills are, he can't do it." sneak in, unless..."

"Unless the old man personally takes action? Impossible, the fate of Wei Ming country is left to these young people to save, he and Genichiro have equal chances, the old man can't just help one side." Yixin interrupted directly, and guessed The boy had no intention of letting himself make a move at all.

In other words, this is just Yongzhen's expectation.

Shaking his head slightly, he stood up and came to the window, let the late autumn wind blow his face, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "I know that there are many crimes hidden under Wei Ming, and Genichiro and his cronies should be approaching the critical point. Time to intervene is tantamount to wasting all previous efforts.”

Hearing this, Yongzhen, who was still kneeling on the ground, had a sad look on his face, thinking that after all, Yuxian had miscalculated what Master Xinxin thought, and he would really be fair and just this time?

"but--"

The girl in desperation heard the old man change the subject and raised her head quickly, only to see the other party laughing against the wind.

"I still can't understand the behavior of that idiot grandson, tolerance! Yes, lack of tolerance! Small tricks will not be put on the table after all. Yongzhen!"

"Yes." The girl's heart moved, she stood up and came to the old man's side.

"Go and wake up that ninja in the dungeon, and then let him take that Hirata Kuro away, as far as he can go." Looking at Mingyue with all his heart, his thoughts seemed to go back to the long past, the life was so devastated that even the old guy Daoxuan was helpless past.

Yongzhen breathed a sigh of relief, Mr. Yixin must have given up the road of immortality to save the country, but she asked uneasy: "What if Mr. Xianichiro intercepts and kills him?"

"That's fate!" Yixin turned his head like lightning, and his one eye burst out with a sharp light, "I gave the opportunity, whether it can be done is their problem." One opportunity is enough, otherwise thousands of Weiming troops are not worth it. How could a ninja be allowed to come and go freely? Among other things, Genichiro was accompanied by five samurai generals every day, and a wolf could suffer so much that a whole city would die from coughing.

"I understand, Lord Yixin." Yongzhen bent down to salute, and walked down the stairs from the castle tower.

Leaving the castle tower, the first snow fell outside at night, Yongzhen raised his head to look at the sky, and exhaled white mist from his mouth.

Another snowy night...

Last year's snowy night was unforgettable forever, the red-stained ground, the scattered corpses, and the young man who raised his knife to fight, now the peaceful days are gone, her nose twitched twice, as if smelling the smell of bloody wind and rain.

Picking up the red paper umbrella by the door, the girl walked in the auspicious snow, leaving a series of footprints behind her.

After walking across the wooden bridge and several steps, the front door was closed, and there was a group of ashigaru standing on both sides. They were rubbing their hands and chatting on the spot. When they saw someone coming, they hurriedly picked up the torch and roared:

"Who's there!?"

"It's me." Yongzhen walked slowly, directly making the vicious soldier become 'behaved', everyone knows that the girl is not just as simple as a doctor.

"Doctor Yongzhen, you are still out so late." The leader was an ashigaru group leader wearing an orange coat, with a smile on his bearded face.

"My lord, I'm going to go to the water storage pool and prepare some medicine for my lord Yixin." Yongzhen nodded in salute, the water storage city was in front of him, the weather was getting colder, and the water was covered with a thin layer of ice.

She often went to the water storage pool, and the time was more casual. Of course, Yamauchi Shigeze, a little junior warrior, didn't dare to stop him. He hurriedly stepped aside and ordered loudly: "What are you doing standing still? Open the door quickly!"

"Yes!"

Several ashigaru worked hard together, and the heavy wooden door was pushed halfway open, and the samurai who was still drinking a moment ago immediately made a friendly gesture of invitation: "Go quickly."

"Thank you." Yong Zhen bowed again, held up the red umbrella and stepped out, then suddenly turned his head and said: "By the way, Mr. Yamauchi Shigeza, can you please go to the waiting room of the castle tower to fetch something for me?"

"Huh? Of course!" The samurai was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded. It was an honor to work for the "goddess" of Wei Mingcheng.

I hope that few people will die...

Thinking of what Yuzuru said on weekdays, Yongzhen glanced at the back of the roaring away, turned his head and walked forward, but when he reached the fork in the road leading to the reservoir, he suddenly stepped on his back foot——

Ashigaru, who were lamenting the good luck of the leader, turned their heads. The girl and the red umbrella disappeared without a trace. They rubbed their eyes and thought to themselves that the doctor ran too fast.

More than ten minutes later, the huge castle tower, the trail was covered with weeds, the snow had accumulated a little, and the girl who returned to the quiet from the "extreme movement" walked with an umbrella, and walked forward in this wasteland for a few minutes. Hole.

The cold wind was blowing into the hole, Yongzhen stood by the edge of the hole and looked down, and saw a figure curled up in the corner, like a beast licking its wound after sleepiness.

"Is that a wolf? Miko's ninja?"

The girl's figure is not strong, she is probably a head shorter than Yuxian, and she has some doubts about Yuxian's high evaluation.

How could it be possible to kill the Tianshou Pavilion with one person's strength.

She shook her head, as if she had heard a story, reached into her bosom and took out a letter, which was written by Yuxian herself, and was handed over to her a few months ago, never thinking that it would actually be sent use.

"Ninja, please wake up for your master."

With a low groan, he let go of his fingers, and the letter fluttered down in the cold wind and landed on the ground.And the moment the letter landed, the figure curled up in the corner touched his finger, as if the deep-buried war machine started to turn.

After a while, his head was raised, revealing a face with white spots.

There is a lot of auspicious snow, the bright moon is in the sky, and the wolf has already woken up.

...............

On the castle tower, which is less than a thousand meters away in a straight line, Genichiro in casual clothes held on to the railing, looked up at the bright moon, and always felt restless.

Bian Ruoshui's research has reached a dead end, and the "products" produced are either irrational or indistinguishable from enemy or friend, or are weak and only resistant to beating, and have no value in the battlefield.

"Am I really wrong?" Genichiro, who invested huge costs and took huge risks, clenched the railing tightly. The serious disproportion between input and output made him more like a red-eyed gambler.

Turning his head to look at the small building on the side of the castle tower, he whispered bitterly: "No! I still have a chance!"

Yes, Long Yin's power is far above Chang Ruo Shui!