[Comprehensive] Comb girl

"give me back."

Fu Sangshen said so.

This sentence seems to have some terrible magic power, and it can make people tremble in fear in just a moment, even though Fu Sangshen who said this sentence has the most gentle, elegant and handsome appearance.

The flames continued, and Osaka Castle gradually turned into charred ruins under the burning red sky, and the legend and prosperity belonging to the Toyotomi family came to an end.The flying sparks were blown by the night wind and flew past Fu Sangshen's eyes.Yiqi Yizhen slowly and slowly drew out his knife, with a look of determination on his face.

"My lord is not an object," he said, "There is no such thing as 'give it back to you'. All I know is that my lord doesn't want to go back to Honmaru."

Such serious words made Sanri Yuezong laugh slowly.

"What's the matter with the god judge leaving Honmaru?" Sanriyue asked with a smile, "As the guardian of history, as Fusangshen, don't you think this is too interesting?"

Gritting his teeth slightly.

To be sure, the question was unsolvable to him.

"It's different...it's different." He said stubbornly, "That's a fallen Honmaru, who no longer followed the rules set by the government of time. All Fusangshen are like this... already I have fallen into darkness, become greedy, and no longer obey the lord."

"Hahahahaha... so what?" Sanri Yuezong asked, "Could it be that you want to fight against us? Are you taking the lord away with your own power?"

Yiqi Yizhen gripped the handle of the knife tightly.

"I don't mind doing that!" he roared in a low voice, "I won't easily hand over my lord to the fallen Fusangshen!"

His words seemed to have slightly angered Sankai Yuezong.His long and narrow eyes were completely opened, and a sharp cold light appeared, staring straight at Yiqi Yizhen's sweaty forehead.

"Won't you hand over the lord to us...?" He repeated in a low voice, "Because we are the fallen, so you are vigilant, guarded, and contemptuous; you are not fallen, so you are still proud...? Yes Does that mean?"

A sharp grinding sound came from the sparkling night.He pulled out the knife and pointed at Yiqi Yizhen who was guarding the lord.

"Then, you might as well try to challenge me." Sankai Yue Zongjin said.

One shock at a time pushes Ah Ding behind him.He stared at Sanriyue's smiling and gentle face, quietly posing for battle.The handsome figure, like a falcon in the night, has an astonishing deterrent power.

The night is quiet, only the sound of breathing and the crackling of sparks not far away.

After a long silence, at a certain moment, the two figures intersected suddenly, and the silver knife shadow swept across the night sky, almost tearing the night.Accompanied by the sound of sharp gold and stone clashing, the two knives collided with each other, almost rubbing against each other to produce sparks visible to the naked eye.

In the first phase, he held the knife with both hands, and resisted the attack of Sanri Yue Zongjin.There is no anxiety, panic or distress on his face, only perseverance and calmness in his chest.

San Riyue tried to press her arm forward, but found that the opponent was motionless, as if she was not disturbed by her attack at all.He clenched his hands tightly and tried again, but the result was still the same.

"It's really amazing." He exclaimed in a leisurely voice, "Has it only taken such a short time to train to such a strong point? What should I praise you for...?"

At first, Sanriyue's voice was still slow.However, the moment after he finished saying these words, the sword that was suppressed by him was drawn back up, with a sound of "clang", and it forced him to stagger and take a step back.

San Riyue, who has always been calm, elegant and gentle, showed a surprised expression. "How could it be..." Before the voice of doubt was over, the successive attacks made Sanriyue retreat frequently.The blade cut across an arc like a crescent moon, and actually cut several broken cracks in the clothes on his body.

"I said before, I won't hand over the Lord to you easily." Yi Qi frowned and said, "I'm not the one who can't fight back anymore."

Sanriyue's complexion darkened.

"One episode and one shock, I was really angry."

He tore off the torn strip of cloth on the sleeve, exposing a whole arm.The forearm with the caged hand and armguards looked thin and powerful.

The two Fusangshen fought together again.

Even though Yiqi Yijin has crazily improved himself, he is still not the opponent of Mikami Tsukimune - he almost symbolizes the apex of all of Honmaru's Fusangshen power, which is on par with Hasebe.

It didn't take long, and it seemed that it was about to lose the battle.

Mikazuki Zongjin didn't show mercy just because the other party was his colleague.On the contrary, his shots were more ferocious and swift, as if he was about to break a strike here.

The muffled sound of gold and iron hitting echoed on this deserted road.Not far away, are the ashes of Osaka Castle that have been reduced to charred bones.

All of a sudden, Sanri Yuezong caught the opening of Qi Yizheng, and swung the knife in his hand straight towards his neck.The blade was as fast as white electricity, showing the potential to break through the waves.

"Phase [-]!"

Ah Ding let out a thin exclamation.

At that time, she had only one thought——

The former Yizheng has been buried in the final flames of Osaka Castle.

The current issue of Yixing...

It can no longer disappear in Osaka Castle.

In the next moment, she appeared in front of Sanri Yuezong's blade, and blocked the almost fatal blow.

The sharp blade cut into the skin and flesh, dull and piercing.Severe pain spread from under the collarbone, and the strong smell of blood also stained the skirt of his clothes.

She is a person sensitive to pain, and immediately began to tremble, and her lips trembled so that she could not speak.There seemed to be a flustered voice next to his ear—he was probably calling "Master" or something—

She wanted to try to say "it's okay", but the pain made her unable to say a word. Instead, tears rolled down her eyes, blurring her vision.

What I saw in front of me was only the figure of Sanri Yuezong holding a knife.

He froze, with a strange expression—that was an expression Ah Ding had never seen before—no elegance and calmness, no smile and tenderness, only inexplicable weirdness, and even a little decayed...

The long and narrow eyes, which were always like a crescent moon and filled with a smile, were completely opened, and the light in the eyes trembled violently, like melting moonlight.

How could the most beautiful Five Swords under Heaven show such an expression?

However, the pleasure of revenge burst out violently from the bottom of her heart.

All her hidden rebellion came out like this, accompanied by pain and tears——

Then, the vicious and awake woman suddenly had a terrible idea.

Her expression is very weak and gentle, without any trace of malice, it is the purest, most innocent appearance.With such eyes, she looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin, and tried her best to squeeze out a word from between her lips and teeth.

"Sanriyue Palace...I treat you..."

Tears rolled down big and big.

Vision went dark.

Before she completely lost consciousness, she saw that Mikazuki Zongjin's fingers seemed to be shaking.