This is My Juggernaut Journey

The answer is no, no matter what the reason, killing will only create tragedy and resentment, so in this chaotic world, there will be far more "wild souls" than "he souls", and they will even pile up to affect the living.

"So the wolf is like this, the Buddha carver is like this, not to mention the seven-faced warrior and the headless. It is precisely because of the large-scale attack of the inner palace that the slaughtered 'wild souls' exceeded the critical value, the Buddha carver became that Monster."

Regardless of the ghost of resentment or Shura, the invasion of the inner government army is a prerequisite, because this Weiming country's joint battle is extremely special, and the army will never leave behind.

"It seems that the problem of the Buddha Carver is also very big, but it is not inevitable for him to become a ghost of resentment. For example, the wolf took over the banner at the end of Shura, but in terms of the number of kills, Yixin is obviously more."

Yuzuru thinks hard, and can only think that either Yixin's willpower is too strong, or there is something wrong with the ninjutsu hand. After all, the effect of the paper man is similar to that of the 'Philosopher's Stone', and it is 100% related to the soul.

Damn, there are pits everywhere...

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes, and thought to himself that he must pay attention to the changes in his heart in the future. If he replaced the Buddha carver, he would not be able to cry, only knowing that killing monsters is more uncomfortable than dead people.

Yuxian, who had some headaches, was about to make some arrangements, just in time to see the besieged Wei Mingjun make a passage, and took a closer look, it turned out that it was Yongzhen.

It was Dao's purple figure, a purple kimono, and a purple umbrella, but the umbrella that covered the snow had a metallic texture and looked quite heavy.

Really made the 'Phoenix Purple Green Umbrella', but the girl's arm strength is also scary.

Yu Xian was speechless inwardly, the purple umbrella probably weighed more than a dozen catties, and holding it with one hand for a long time is very human-able, but thinking about the name of Yongzhen's soft sword, he immediately felt relieved.

The wooden door opened, and Yuzuru rushed to greet him. When he got closer, he found that the purple umbrella that should have been in Ninyoshi's hand had been transformed. It was no different from an ordinary umbrella except that it could kill people.

boom--

The tip of the umbrella that was put down made a shallow pit in the snow, Yongzhen pulled the handle of the umbrella and wiped it, making it look like an iron fan.

"Can a Buddha carver do this?" Yuxian marveled at the dexterous craftsmanship.

"No, I did this. I learned a little mechanism from my master." Yong Zhen was very humble.

The bosses know a little bit, only half a bucket of waste can jingle.

Yuzuru remembered Hiko Kiyojuro who knew a little about swordsmanship, took the purple umbrella and recycled it a few times, and found that it was not slower than the ninja hand, and heard Yongzhen describe the specific functions, and there was no difference.

"It will come in handy if I encounter vengeful spirits in the future. Of course, I don't believe that these dirty things exist."

Yongzhen, who saw through everything, hesitated to speak, and finally decided not to scare him, and said quietly: "I have come to tell you some good news."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a few seconds, as if observing Yuzuru's expectant expression.

"What good news?" Yuzuru asked very cooperatively, and was very happy in his heart, so he looked like a living human being.

The corners of Yongzhen's mouth turned up, and a few words came out between his vermilion lips: "Wolf, wake up."

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

Yuzuru was about to go out to look for the wolf, and on the watchtower of the castle tower in the main city of Weiming, Genichiro Weiming was also neatly dressed.

The black and golden torso is made of thick leather, which is difficult to penetrate with ordinary swords, and the moon pocket with broken horns has a breathtaking feeling, and the purple cloak on top shows the noble status of the warrior, and the big sword beside him does not know how much he is thirsty The blood of the enemy.

This is a fully armed warrior. Armor can be regarded as a second life, ensuring that the wearer can still be alive and kicking after being shot into a hedgehog, while Yuzuru, who has always only worn light armor, can only be regarded as a swordsman.

In front of him, there was also a group of mid-to-high-level warriors in full body and round clothes, all holding sharp knives, full of murderous aura.

"Masters, are you ready to go out?" Genichiro, who had been investigating for a while, asked in a low voice, and he finally found the evidence.

That night, Yuzuru Fei Cun didn't go to any ruined temple to pay homage at all, but entered the castle tower under the banner of meeting his grandfather. He had asked the guard and the maid, but he was not seen on the second floor of the castle tower.

In other words, this guy sneaked in to sabotage!

"Ready." The warriors here are all brain fans, so they naturally believed this indirect evidence.

"Okay, for the continuation of the Weiming country, we must settle down first, so we have no choice but to arrest Yuzuru Himura and ask him for clarification!" Xianichiro made a decisive decision and drew out his long sword, "Let's go out!"

"Yes!"

With a bang, the samurai followed Genichiro to the stairs. Right at the gate of Weiming Castle, the Oni Punishment Department had already lined up with thousands of people. When the battle began, the fierce generals would step down the thin wooden wall first, and let these traitors die without burial. place.

Amidst the heavy footsteps, Kenichiro Ashina walked in the front, his mouth was pursed, and infinite anger rose in his eyes.

From his point of view, Yuzuru Himura is 100% a spy, otherwise why destroy the only way to save the country?The one-year agreement can be lost, even the son of Long Yin can talk about it again, but the dungeon can't be destroyed!

Thinking of years of hard work being ruined in one go, and thinking of the precious change being taken away by others, he felt heartbroken, wishing he could draw his knife and chop that bastard right away!

A group of murderous people rushed through the castle tower, no matter the maid or Wei Mingliu swordsman, they all made way to bow and salute, thinking that they were going to fight against the inner palace.

"Fortune lasts forever, Genichiro-sama!"

"Wan Sheng! Weiming Army!"

The blessing sounds like sarcasm, but Genichiro is not ashamed of it.

For Weiming country, any hidden dangers must be eliminated. A wild samurai born as a ronin is suspicious no matter what; Hirata uprooted!

Like a demon, Genichiro's brain is filled with ways to save the country, and after putting all the value of survival on it, there is no reason to speak of it.

crunch...

The heavy wooden door of the castle tower was pushed open, and the sun shone in. The warriors who thought they were righteous were agitated and went out again with the determination to die.

But there was a slender, thin figure standing there beside the wooden door. The sunlight shot from his back, making the shadow extremely long, and a few strands of silver fluttered in the wind.

A skinny old man, but everyone was stunned first, then knelt down on one knee, neatly, as if seeing a god.

"One-hearted adult!"

Only Zenichiro Ashina was still standing, his eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something very bad, and he murmured: