Genji Heavy

Hikari just stood by the door.

And the Hojo family, headed by Hojo Sadatoki, did not move at all, they all stood still without taking a step forward.

Even Sadatoki Hojo showed a friendly smile on his face.

However, Higakiri felt that he was like a wild beast whose minions could not be used, being forced step by step into a cage that had been prepared long ago.

Just wait until the right time to lock it.

The oppressive feeling hidden under the peaceful appearance, if it was an ordinary girl, it would probably be unbearable.

But Higakiri just stood still, staring at Hojo Sadaoki.

Being stared at by a beautiful woman like this is not an unpleasant thing, and it even brings a sense of satisfaction.Sadatoki Hojo said with a relaxed smile, "Don't look at me like that, Higakiri. I've told you the truth, we are here to take you to a more suitable place."

"A more suitable place?" Hidekiri repeated.

An ordinary sentence, but when she listened to it, she felt that everything was so ridiculous.

"It's not bad here. Besides, after all these days, I'm used to this place."

"No, no, as Raitoko's treasured sword, of course you have a more suitable place," Hojo Sadatoki finally stepped forward and said at the same time, "The Hojo family is fully prepared and is waiting for you to leave."

At the same time, those onmyojis also moved.

The onmyojis who were standing in a row suddenly dispersed to both sides, and the hands in the wide hunting clothes also made skillful movements.

But looking at such neat actions, one can tell that they are not pretending "onmyojis" brought by the Hojo family, but have genuine abilities.

Mustache sneered in his heart.

She is just a sword to pay for the mourning god, at most she is a little older, so it is not worth the capital of the Hojo family to make such a big battle.

not to mention……

"Higakiriden, do you want to make a move?"

Kitajo Sadatoki was already standing very close, and when he stopped, the distance between him and Hikakiri was enough for him to see the slightly trembling eyelashes on her face.

He sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, it was Fu Sangshen, even standing at such a distance, he couldn't see any blemishes on Higakiri's face, but it looked even more beautiful.

He almost felt sorry for her.

Kitajo Sadatoki lowered his gaze and landed on Higeri's hand.

At some point, Mustakiri's hand was already pressed on the body calmly, and he was holding the handle of the knife tightly at this moment, with blue lines showing on the back of his hand.

At such a distance, if Higakiri suddenly drew his sword, it would be enough to cut Hojo Sadatoki's throat in an instant.

Hojo Sadatoki did not doubt the strength of this Genji heavy treasure, nor did he think that he could escape.

But the way he stood there looked relaxed and natural, without any awareness of being in the shadow of his throat being cut at any time.

In fact, Hojo Sadatoki was not really worried.

"Higakiri-den, do you want to draw the sword?" Hojo Sadatoki asked with a smile, then bent slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and covered the hand that Hikari was holding on the handle of the knife.

Then, one by one, he broke off Hidekiri's fingers from the handle.

Finally, he held her hand and moved her hand to his side to put it away.

Then he straightened up and raised his eyebrows slightly towards Mustache.

"Unfortunately, Hikakiriden seems to be unable to do this."

Hidekiri paused invisibly, then sneered and said, "Where does Hojo-sama get his confidence?"

"Confidence?" Hojo Sadatoki shook his head, "It's not self-confidence, I'm just stating the facts."

His voice was very firm, and Mustache realized something, and his heart sank.

Sure enough, Hojo Sadashi's next sentence was "There is no way for Higakiri to do anything to me, after all, as a matter of fact, you are already the sword of the Hojo family."

And he, Sadato Hojo, is the new owner of Higakiri.

Swords should be loyal to their masters since their birth. As Fusangshen born from swords, Hidekiri is bound by a natural rule.

She couldn't and couldn't swing a sword at Hojo Sadatoki who had become her master.

If you want to forcibly kill the lord and violate this rule of the sword, Higakiri will bear extremely dire consequences.

The more he thought about it, the more confident Hojo Sadatoki became.

Hikegiri said, "It seems Hojo-sama understands this very clearly."

Kitajo Sadatoki said, "Since you are coming to welcome Hikakiri-den, of course you need to know more about it, and this is also how I attach great importance to this matter."

After finishing speaking, he started directly, took off the main body of Higakiri, and held it in his own hands.

The weight of the main body around him suddenly disappeared, and Hidekiri seemed to be lightly vacated for a moment, only to realize that he was still stepping on the ground when he came back to his senses.

Higekiri couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his eyes closely followed his own body that fell in the hands of Hojo Sadatoki.

The last drop of water dripped from a quilt that was already full of water, and in an instant the entire surface of the water collapsed and overflowed outward.

And Sadatoki Hojo, who completely saw the change in Higakiri's expression, smiled softly.

"Don't worry, Higakiri. As I said just now, the Hojo family is ready to welcome you away. Naturally—it won't be so casual."

He motioned for himself to hold the "Higakiri".

The picture of the hand holding the knife made Hikiri feel very dazzling.

Although he had been psychologically prepared, it was still difficult for Higakiri to restrain the waves rising in his heart at this time.

And Hojo Sadatoki had already raised his hand and waved it.

Following his signal, the officer behind him came up with a knife holder in very timely manner.

The officer stood still at Hojo Sadashi's side, maintaining the posture of bowing and raising the knife holder, without moving a bit.

Mustache glanced casually, but the next second his gaze tightened suddenly.

An unbelievable expression appeared on her face, something slammed into the barrier in her heart, forming dense cracks like spider webs, which strongly shook the originally strong control.

Even Kemaru, who was hiding his figure and his sight was obstructed, was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and his face involuntarily showed a look of anxiety.

Even though he was sitting in the corner, Tsurumaru, who could see his back to some extent, could see it even more clearly.

Even through the clothes, you can feel the tightness of the muscles inch by inch.

But that was definitely the last stress before the steel was about to break.Tsurumaru could hardly sit still and rushed forward.But he realized that he couldn't act at will now, and what Hikakiri told him before also came to mind.Tsurumaru forced himself to sit up again, and stretched out his hand, pressing down on Kagemaru forcibly, preventing him from rushing up.

"Kemaru!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga lowered his voice and warned in Kemaru's ear, "Did you forget Hikirikiri's instructions!"

Kagemaru's eyes were almost scarlet, and he looked at Tsurumaru while breathing heavily.

There was silence in the corner for a while.

Finally, Kagemaru closed his eyes, little by little, and sent to write down his actions.His brain was still hot, but in the end it was reason that prevailed.

No, live up to my sister's expectations.

——But, what did Higakiri see?

In fact, from the perspective of visual appearance alone, what Higaki saw was nothing more than ordinary.

The knife holder brought up by Hojo Sadatoki's officer, although it can be seen at a glance with mustache, but she is not new to such a knife holder.

Not to make any unseen actions.

And next to the knife holder, on the same tray as it was, there was a piece of tapestry that was stacked extremely neatly, without any faults in the corners.Just looking at the warm and heart-warming luster on the cloth surface, even without touching it with his hands, Hukiri can determine the value of this piece of brocade.

However, that piece of brocade is a thorough red color without any flaws except the pattern.

In front of Hikiri who was dressed in plain white kimono, the red color was too hot, as if a flame was already roasting Hikiri's body.

Even worse is the fire that burns from within the body.

At that moment, Higakiri's expression completely sank.

Red is the color of the Heike family.

The color belonging to Genji is white.

The long-standing enmity between the Genpei family is difficult to express clearly in a short period of time with simple words.The red silk placed next to the knife holder now has a clear meaning.

Kitajo Sadatoki, who was born in the Heike family, was going to wrap her body with this piece of red brocade, put it on the knife holder, and take it out to the place he prepared.

What an insult.

"Why do you have to show such an expression? It's so distressing, Higakiri," Hojo Sadatoki said with a leisurely smile, "We have prepared the most expensive fabric to wrap you."

"you--"

Mustache couldn't suppress the hatred in his eyes, but was bound by the rules of the sword, so he could only transfer the slightest emotion Xie showed to the door at hand.

She grabbed the door frame and turned the shoji door into a pile of useless broken wood in an instant.

"Ha, are you playing dumb?"

In the smoke and dust falling from the shoji gate, Kitajo Sadashi did not move at all, and her face was very calm, as if it was just a gust of wind blowing by.

"Please don't get me wrong, Higakiri, the Hojo family is completely thinking of you, nothing else."

Ah, the grandeur.

Higakiri let go of his hand, watching the remaining sawdust rustle down in his hand, "Of course it's a terrible speech, Hojo-sama. Are you thinking of the Adachi family in the same way?"

Kitajo Sadatoki did not refute, but put on a deliberate surprised expression, "So you still care about the affairs of the Adachi family? All along, the Adachi family has never allowed you to come forward to support them. I thought you Pay no attention to Anda's situation."

Hikiri asked, "Does Hojo-sama want to speculate on my thoughts?"

Sadatoki Hojo smiled and said, "I dare not."

Mustache said, "You underestimate yourself."

"This is the truth," Sadatoki Hojo bowed slightly, "Just like now, although the Hojo family will welcome you to leave, we dare not keep you, a treasure of Genji, in the Hojo mansion. We cannot afford Take that weight."

The words "Genji Shigeho" came out of Kitajo Sadatoki's mouth, only revealing a strong sense of sarcasm.

But after hearing such a sentence, there was a muffled sound in Mustache's heart, and a very bad premonition suddenly emerged.She keenly sensed that the other party's real decision was probably a hundred times worse.

Sure enough, just listening to Hojo Sadatoki continued, "We will enshrine you in the shrine where Raitoko is buried, so that you can fulfill your wish to continue guarding Raitoko."

In an instant, Hidekiri's whole body turned cold,

The barrier in my heart was completely shattered.

It was clearly daytime, but she seemed to have entered the night, and her vision was blocked by darkness.

The Hojo family has done more thoroughly than she expected.

Even a sword born in the Heian period is just a sword. After all, she still hasn't fully guessed the thoughts of a human like Hojo Sadatoki.

Kitajo Sadatoki just smiled, and reached out to pick up the fabric on the tray.

The bright red brocade unfolded in front of Hikari, occupying all of her sight.

At that moment, in the huge blankness, she just wanted to follow her inner instinct to make a move, but the onmyoji brought by Hojo was not a decoration.

The onmyoji who came prepared showed their achievements, and the sword rules on Higakiri were strengthened, as if there were invisible chains binding her, preventing her from taking action against Kitao Sadatoki, who already owned her ownership.

The world in her eyes seemed to slow down suddenly.

The movement of her body was wrapped in red brocade, and every part was so clear.

Not only was the body wrapped in red brocade, but a spot of blood stained the corner of her skirt, and then expanded rapidly, spreading to cover her whole body.

When Kitajo Sadato put the "Higakiri" wrapped in red brocade on the knife holder, the clothes of Higakiri had changed from plain white to red.

And like an exchange, Mustache's face was completely drained of color, as pale as her original inhuman identity.

"Red suits you well."

Hojo Sadatoki looked at her in admiration.

"If Lai Chaogong could see you, he would surely be amazed by you."

The treasure that belonged to Genji, but now wearing Hei's red color, entered the shrine dedicated to him.

Hojo Sadatoki thought, this is a very impressive picture.

Hearing this, Mustache just looked up at him, then suddenly turned back without saying a word.

Behind her, Kenmaru had already come out of the hiding place without hesitation, but an unknown barrier appeared in front of him, preventing him from going any further.

The time-space converter in his arms began to feel hot.

Seeing his younger brother gradually disappearing, Mustache was stunned, and then suddenly smiled softly, which was extremely bright against the backdrop of the red dress.

That's great, brother.

Reading the shape of her sister's mouth, Kagemaru seemed to be strangled by the throat.

This is what he saw, belonging to the last scene of Higakiri during the Kamakura period.

In the next second, there was a golden glow in front of Xiwan's eyes, and he was dragged into the flow of time and space, heading towards the next point in time.

Hikakiri turned his head back, showing a deadly gaze, as if looking at a skeleton.

"Hojo Sadatoki," she stared at the young ruler, "enjoy the taste of victory at this moment."

Adachi, Hojo, and even Kamakura are all the same.After all, it will be the same as Genji.

be buried.

She has seen too much.

She will watch carefully for the end of Kamakura.