Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

After Oda Nobunaga was buried in Honnoji Temple, there is no record of his wife returning to Die in history. There are endless speculations about the whereabouts of this famous beauty. Therefore, the "disappearance" in Guidie's history book is completely the result of being manipulated by Akechi Mitsuhide.

Of course Minamoto Shigemitsu didn't know this, if he had to tell the truth, his historical performance might be at the same level as Saburo's - that's a person who didn't even die "Oda Nobunaga" written in the history books A capable person who knows.

So he quietly left the capital with the Fusangshen, completely ignoring future affairs.

After many years of coordination between soul and body, Yuan Shigemitsu has been able to exert half of his original physical strength. This ability has been able to disdain most of the gods, but he wants to break through time and space with his own spiritual power—like I was just kidding as I did last time.

Even if it was his own body, that space-time travel consumed all his spiritual power and a lot of blood as a medium, and now... maybe it would be enough to take a life, right?

But this is nothing, Yuan Shigemitsu stretched out his wrist and thought, anyway, he still has to pull out his soul again, so there is no need for these two efforts.

Wuyoshi Zhenzong scratched the skin of his wrist, and a group of fusangshen behind him started to stir up a commotion, and Hasebe, who was almost fainted from fright, circled around Yuan Shigemitsu like a loyal brown-haired big golden hair: "Lord Ahhh!!! No matter what you want to do, please let Hasebe do it!"

"Master! Does it hurt? My God, there is so much blood!"

"Yakuken Toshiro——!"

The last sentence was almost split.

Yuan Shigemitsu had to pat him on the shoulder with the other hand reassuringly: "I'm fine, this is just a necessary process."

Yiqi Yizhen stood on the side, his face full of disapproval, but his gentle personality meant that he would not make fierce opposition to the lord's decision, so he could only hold Yaken's shoulders tightly, Yaken turned his gaze, He didn't want to watch the bloody scene over there, but Fu Sangshen's good five senses still sent the strong smell of blood along the wind.

He moved his feet a little irritably, and was pressed by his brother's hand on his shoulder.

He calmed down a little, but still didn't look over there.

Sanriyue's face has been gloomy since the lord pulled out Wuji. This most beautiful sword, which has always shown people with a smile, is really intimidating when it is serious. In his mood, he unconsciously hid behind Yiqi—oh, although I don’t know the reason, it’s better to stay away from Sanriyue Palace...

Mikazuki Zongjin put his hands in his wide sleeves, coldly watching that nightmare scene unfold again.

Why don't you watch it, he wants to watch it, and remember... This person's heart is cold and hard, as if he can't feel love——no, he knows everything, but he is cunning and doesn't say anything , huddled in his own space and acted as if everything was fine...

San Riyue remembered what he said to Ge Xian that day, and his face became even uglier. If it wasn't too wasteful, he could now simulate a hailstorm and snowstorm.

Since gentleness is not enough, let's use other means, force him to come out from there, and see clearly who is standing in front of him.

The premise is that you have to know what happened to the lord in current affairs?Only in captivity?No, it's not like, and it doesn't make sense at all. Shizheng arrested a person and imprisoned him. Why?It's impossible to be bored?Intuition told him that another reason was important.

He was brainstorming here, and the Genji brothers stood far behind, with his mustaches folded and arms folded, his thin lips tightly pursed, his face a little pale, but Kichimaru, who looked much calmer than his elder brother.

"Is Anika worried about the Patriarch?"

His voice was light and ethereal.

Higakiri didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, so Kemaru continued to say: "Now that I think about it, the death of the Patriarch last time is also very interesting."

Higekiri finally took a look at him, his eyes looked like he was smiling, but his tone was still sharp: "Ah, so what does brother Maru want to say?"

Kenmaru sighed, Fu Sangshen, who always puts his elder brother first in everything, seldom talked to his elder brother like this: "I want to say, the Patriarch is so cruel, it's unbelievable to use death to leave us... ...he didn't, not at all..."

The following words gradually weakened, as if he was talking to himself.

Mustache couldn't be bothered to listen to what he said, and tilted his head like a naive child, his soft voice was full of careless smiles: "It's all over anyway, just look after the owner in the future - a good boy shouldn't That's scary."

The two pairs of identical amber pupils looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time saw the invisible desire in the other's eyes.

Capture him, lock him up, lock him up in a place known only to them;

Treat him as a god, regard him as life, and take all the treasures in the world and put them in his palm.

...ah, how wonderful...

The psychic forces that left the master's body smashed against each other violently in the air, screaming and screaming with joy to touch everything, but their closest relatives are undoubtedly the human who produced them, and they are covered with blood of the same origin. The threat of blood.

A large amount of spiritual power was released at one time, forming an almost viscous water flow around Wuji. This water flow is still being compressed, and even gradually dyed in color—a very light and very light warbler color, which can't be distinguished without looking carefully. It didn't come out, but soon, the color deepened a lot, enveloping the blood that flowed down, completely covering Wuji's blade.

The massive blood loss and the act of arbitrarily draining the spiritual power in his body made Yuan Shigemitsu's consciousness a little fuzzy. He could feel his body temperature draining rapidly, just like the vitality of this body.

Wakizashi was wrapped in thick spiritual power, trembling slightly, Yuan Shigemitsu raised Wakizashi, casually and easily slashed towards the mid-air, the solid spiritual power attached to the knife was still for a moment, and in an instant, Fall apart!

The hazy oriole color spread out like a cloud and mist, and then gathered again, rushing towards that place one after another. Under the eyes of everyone, a gap opened in the mountains and forests.

There is a blackness in the gap, there is a huge energy shuttle back and forth, just leaking out a little, it will give people a great oppressive force.

This is space turbulence.

In the absence of protective measures, if human beings want to enter, they basically don't want to come out alive. Shizheng has been researching this aspect, hoping to obtain the ability to travel through time and space by virtue of the human body itself, but it is a pity that there has been no suitable sample. .

And the only exception was also considered dead by Shizheng.

If they learned that Yuan Shigemitsu passed through the turbulence of time and space without any protective measures, they might shout that this is impossible, while quickly tying him to the laboratory to figure out how to use the knife.

Surging spiritual power swept the surroundings, and the Fusangshen felt a very, very familiar thing at the same time - it was imprinted in the depths of the soul, and it remained before everything started... as if from the eternal darkness The voice that wakes them up in the middle is the existence that newborns want to hug at the first sight...

what is that?

They didn't have time to think more, when the spiritual power passed, the human figure collapsed, turned into a little bit of fluorescent light and merged into the body, and more than a dozen vibrating swords were suspended in the air, and the spiritual power was still strengthening in a frightening way, squeezing vitality from the body. Flowing from this human body——

——With a soft "clang" sound, Wuji fell to the ground, and the blade, which had been cracked due to the huge spiritual power it carried, quickly healed in the much thinner air.

The crack began to heal, and the pale young man fell to the ground, his sword humming as if he was jumping up and down.

A very faint oriole-colored streamer jumped up from the fallen young man and plunged into the turbulent space. The swords behind were not to be outdone, and rushed in after each other. The battle was like a large army going to die generously.

"Well……"

Yuan Zhongguang flung his arms and legs weakly, and opened his eyes a little. The beige ceiling suddenly approached and far away, and a head suddenly poked out from the side: "Ah, are you awake?"

This is a well-dressed young man, with short soft light-colored hair with a few strands slightly curled up, white clothes neatly tied up, and a clean and sincere smile on his face.

"you?"

Minamoto Shigemitsu searched his memory, but he didn't find the shadow of this boy. Looking at his clothes, could it be Tsurumaru Kuninaga's younger brother?

The young man laughed and introduced himself generously: "I am Wuji Zhenzong, a knife that can bring luck, Lord Hall."

Good luck?

Yuan Shigemitsu sank into the soft quilt, thinking of Wakizashi who was used by him to break through time and space.

It seems that it was transformed in the last huge spiritual power wash.

"It's you, have I been asleep for a long time?"

Wu Ji nodded honestly: "I slept for almost four days, they were all so anxious that they beat Tsurumaruden."

Wait, did he hear something weird?

"Also, Zong Sandian has also transformed, the main hall, do you want to see him?"

Yuan Zhongguang moved his body, feeling like he was rusted, and he was not flexible anywhere, so he couldn't help frowning: "No, I want to clean it first."

Wuji thought for a while: "Then why don't you go soak in a hot spring? There is no one there right now."

Yuan Shigemitsu sighed when he was supported to stand up. He felt that the altitude that was still superior to the others a moment ago had shrunk a lot. He had a youthful appearance and a youthful figure, and his heart was desolate beyond words.

Yuan Shigemitsu moved slowly step by step and was helped out of the soup pool, sweating all over again. Wu Ji always seemed very patient. Seeing that Yuan Shigemitsu didn't want him to go in, he thoughtfully said to find a candlestick to cut and make some food, Turned around and left.

Yuan Zhongguang leaned against the door for a while, and then continued to rub it in step by step.

The water vapor in the pool was so thick that he almost fell in with his foot on the ground. He calmed down on the shore for a while before sitting down slowly.

Hey, I'm so tired... It took all his strength to take a shower, and I feel that if this continues, he will drown in the water because he can't stand up...

Thinking this way, he stared at the small circle of water in front of him in a daze.

Let's just sit down for a while...

--Um?

A pale hand protruded silently from the water. The five fingers were slender and flexible. The dripping water droplets scrambled down along the perfect texture. The fingers were bent like a predatory beast, and they clasped Yuan Shigemitsu's ankle accurately. Pull down hard——

"...?!"

The huge water splash was more than one meter high, Yuan Shigemitsu was so stuffy with the water that covered his head and face, he couldn't speak, his limbs fluttered, and he caught something and stuck to it.

"Wow! Are you scared? Hahahahaha!"

A smug laugh sounded, Yuan Shigemitsu blinked vigorously, shook off the drops of water from his eyelashes, and looked at the culprit in front of him with a gloomy face.

The slender white crane was still being held tightly by him as a life-saving straw with one hand. Its half-length white hair was soaked in water, softly sticking to the skin of its ears and neck, like a crane that fell into the water with messy feathers. , and some of them are still warped up.

He couldn't see his smiling eyes, his snow-white eyelashes were still dripping, and he happily blew them away, and a golden eye blinked playfully: "Yo~ Are you happy?"

Yuan Shigemitsu, who was covered in a bathing suit and still hadn't taken off, stood in the pool, looked at him, suddenly smiled, and said word by word: "Happy."

The arc of his smile widened, and he repeated: "I'm so happy."

Bai He's smile froze for a moment, why did he suddenly feel... so cold...

The author has something to say: Daily Crane Ball [Achieved]

Alright, and then the knives will start their blatant offensive, after all, this lord's ability to pretend to be crazy is really amazing...

Ready for a new knife.

Thanks to the little angels who threw thunder and watered the water ~ I spent a lot of money, I am flattered.jpg

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