[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

As mentioned earlier, Renjian Yindao originally had a fiancée.She was supposed to marry him before he became the city lord, but she was delayed due to some incidents in the fiancée's family, and the army that came to attack Renjian City this time was the family soldiers of the princess's family.

It was not until this time that the management of Hitomi Castle learned that Princess Watanabe had already married a heroic general who was leading the army that attacked Hitomi Castle this time.

"Too much deceit!" With a bang, Kotaro Ono smashed the tea bowl in his hand to the ground.

The tea spilled out, soaking a piece of straw mat, and large dark water stains slowly penetrated into the gaps between the straw mats.

Kotaro Ono waved back the maid who was about to clean up, his face turned blue with anger, and his chest kept rising and falling.

Watanabe Makoto's move not only slapped Renjian Yindao in the face, but also trampled Renjiancheng's face under his feet. This made the self-proclaimed person in charge of Renjiancheng and the future city lord How can Kotaro Ono swallow this breath.

Therefore, after receiving the information presented by the spies and getting angry, he hurried to find Yindao.

When Ono Kotaro arrived, everyone saw that almost all the retainers in the castle who could talk had arrived, discussing Watanabe Castle's shameless behavior this time.

Ono didn't even look at the others, he went straight to the person sitting at the top and knelt down in front of Jian Yindao, and in the eyes of the crowd that gradually quieted down, he said loudly: "Your Highness, if you don't teach Dube City a lesson, I'm afraid in the future, When I see the city, I will become a joke in the eyes of other cities!"

Yin Dao opened his eyes, his eyes were unexpectedly calm.He glanced around the silent retainers, finally met Ono Kotaro's gaze, and nodded slightly: "Of course I have to teach them a lesson."

Ono Tiger Taro breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not too late, let Aoki-kun lead the troops to fight against the Watanabe army. Aoki!"

The generals who had been named were about to come out in response, when the young city lord above raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on himself.For some reason, the gentle and calm gaze made the tall general stiffen in place, not daring to move, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the answer that stopped in his mouth returned to his stomach.

He didn't get a response, Kotaro Ono was baffled, already upset, he turned his head and wanted to get angry at his subordinates, but before he could turn around, he heard Yin Dao say, "Aside from Aoki-kun, are there other candidates?"

The half-turned face suddenly turned back, almost reaching the neck.Kotaro Ono clutched his shoulder and hissed, staring at the black-haired young man with wide eyes: "Who else but Aoki?!"

What happened to this man when he saw the knife?It's been weird since the bandits attacked last time. Could it be that he saw something?

No, even if it can be seen from his gentle and kind personality, he will not do anything, let alone do anything to himself...

Kotaro Ono forced himself to comfort himself, and after finding no one to answer Yin Dao's question, he regained his composure and smiled: "Look, Your Highness, everyone thinks that Aoki-kun is the most suitable candidate."

Seeing Yindao glanced at the other retainers who were pretending to be deaf and dumb with their heads down, a hint of disappointment flashed in their dark pupils, and they returned to their original state before being noticed.He looked at the proud elder of the Ono family, and calmly said: "I have a candidate here."

"...Oh, which general can compare to Aoki-kun who can kill seven people in a row?"

Steady footsteps sounded on the verandah, from far to near, the clogs knocked on the wooden boards, making a rattling sound, the rhythmic sound became louder and louder, and finally stopped outside the paper door, and a trail could be seen through the white paper A slender figure stood outside the door.

A sincere smile appeared on Yin Dao's pale and handsome face: "You have seen that man before, Uncle Ono."

Ono Kotaro frowned, and looked back at the paper door that was swung open.

A gust of cold winter wind blows in from outside the house, blowing away the overly warm air in the room, refreshing people's spirits.

Under the eyes of everyone, a light-colored figure stepped into the house together with the cold wind.

A young man in purple moiré sleeves on a white background walked in with a smile. He was wearing a purple tea haori, and his long silver hair was tied behind his head. A few strands of hair hung down from his temples, sticking to his thin cheeks.The young man has exquisite facial features, and looks feminine and beautiful. A pair of slender purple pupils are slightly curved, and he meets everyone's gaze with a smile.

Kotaro Ono was amazed for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "You are not..."

In the middle of speaking, when his eyes swept over the black mass on the youth's shoulders, his voice suddenly disappeared, and his sharp eyes suddenly became blank.

No one noticed the abnormality of the Ono family, because they were all taken away by the blood pupil of the black cat.

When Ono Kotaro returned to normal, the silver-haired young man was already sitting on the lower head of Hitomi Yin Dao, which happened to be not far from Ono Kotaro.

The chubby old man's face changed suddenly, and after a while, he forced a smile and said, "Why is Master Practitioner here?"

The little black cat, who had successfully retired, closed Sharingan, swept its tail, and jumped down to the side of the silver-haired young man.

The latter patted it on the head carelessly, then raised his head and smiled at Kotaro Ono: "His Highness Yindao asked me to come here."

Renjian Yin Dao answered, "This is the leader I recommend."

After a while of silence, Kotaro Ono laughed: "Your Highness, you are really joking. Master Practitioner is good at dealing with monsters, but there is a big difference between marching troops and fighting monsters."

Yin Dao didn't speak, but the silver-haired young man answered him: "I'm not talented, and I have dealt with an army of thousands of people. I'm still sure about Watanabe-kun."

The arc of Kotaro Ono's mouth became more and more rigid, and the eyes that stared at the silver-haired young man became more and more unfriendly.

His subordinate, General Aoki, quickly spoke up to support the elder of the family: "It was once, and now is now, even if you have led troops and won battles, so what? Do you know Watanabe-kun's fighting style? Do you know that the enemy general is What kind of person?"

The silver-haired young man looked at Aoki, his unusual eyes made the samurai tremble uncontrollably, then he felt ashamed and stared back even harder.

The silver-haired young man was unmoved, as if the general's murderous eyes were like a piece of dust, he adjusted his sleeves indifferently, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "So, Mr. Qingmu understands it well?"

"Of course!"

"Since this is the case, wouldn't it be a good thing, Mr. Qingmu and I will go together, I will be the chief general, and Mr. Qingmu will be the deputy general. If there is something I don't understand, I can ask Mr. Qingmu for advice."

The general of Zhichangzi sneered, just about to say what qualifications do you have to beat me to be the leader, when he heard the gentle voice of the city lord above: "That's very good."

That's enough, there's no need to say rebuttals, the city lord has made such a decision, and the elders of the family can't continue to sing the opposite.Fortunately, Aoki is the lieutenant general, so he has the right to speak. He and the Ono family looked at each other and reached a consensus, and then looked at the silver-haired young man politely asking for more advice, with a strong killing intent buried in his heart.

Bai Lan couldn't see the hostility of this stupid big man, but she didn't care, the other party wanted to kill her, and she was still thinking about how to kill him quietly.

On this point, Hitomi Yindao and Ono Toraro have the same idea.

The four people's eyes crossed each other for a moment, and under the impetus of their respective thoughts, they reached an agreement on the surface, and the matter was settled.Everyone also knew the name of this overly feminine cultivator. The silver-haired young man called himself Uchiha Haren. He was not yet young enough, so he could be called a young talent.

Kotaro Ono chewed the name Uchiha over and over in his mouth. He couldn't remember which samurai family or public family had this surname, but now that the world is in chaos, no one dares to say that he knows the surnames of all public samurai families. Since there are surnames, then It is not a commoner. It seems that the previous rumors are true, and the nobleman that His Highness Yindao happened to save is this person.

There are still some faint doubts in my heart, but when I really search carefully, they disappear without a trace, which makes Ono Torataro feel a little annoyed.

He couldn't find out what was wrong, and he kept calling the police on his instincts. When he was disturbed, he was seen to be slapped by that stinky boy, making half of the leaders of this expedition into sly people.

Originally, according to Ono's idea, what if Uchiha Shirahito became the main general? The deputy general Aoki is his confidant, and the leader under him is also a samurai loyal to him. When he comes to the battlefield, he can kill Shirahito at any opportunity, let Aoki take the position, and arrive at the battlefield. Sometimes people see Yin Dao crying and there is nowhere to cry.Now that something went wrong, Kotaro Ono began to feel a little uneasy.He glanced at Aoki, the other party still looked confident, which made Ono regain his confidence.

It doesn't matter.He said to himself, Aoki is very capable, even if he has only half of his own people, he will definitely succeed, even if he can't kill that Uchiha Bairen, it would be good to defeat the Watanabe army.

Hitomi Yindao pretended not to see the sharp eyes of Ono Kotaro and the samurai Aoki below, and calmly ordered Bingliang Fushin and others to prepare battle rations and supplies.When everything is in place, let everyone stand back and prepare.

After the others had all left, he looked at the silver-haired young man with a smile on his face, his expression relaxed, showing concern: "Is it really okay, Miss Bailan? Your sacrifice is too great... Not only do you have to be a girl Men's clothing will go to the battlefield..."

Bailan, that is, Uchiha Bairen fiddled with the tabby cat's ears with his index finger, seeing the fluffy pointed ears trembling in clusters under his light touch, he couldn't help laughing: "Otherwise you still Is there anyone else available?"

If she didn't dress up as a man, Kotaro Ono would definitely use her identity as a woman to attack Bai Lan. If she didn't say that she would go to war, at least the general would not be able to do it.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. There is a ready-made Sharingan, which is useless.

Renjian Yindao didn't know that it was the little black cat's credit, and thought that Bailan used some special technique to make Ono Toraro and others have illusions, and even the memory was confused and deviated.

He sighed and had to admit that Bai Lan was telling the truth.

If it wasn't true that no one was available, he wouldn't let Bai Lan take such a big risk.Even, as long as his health is a little better, Yin Dao is willing to go to the battlefield by himself.

but……

The young city lord lowered his head and looked at the lines on his bloodless palm, and gave a wry smile.

However, his body is really dilapidated to this point, not to mention leading the army on horseback. He tried it this morning, but he couldn't even hold a knife.

After all, the bandits' night attack a few days ago made his already unbearable body weaker and weaker.

It turned out that Yin Dao acquiesced to Ono Tiger Taro's seizure of power because he knew that he was not in good health. At that time, he thought that he would not live long anyway, so if Uncle Ono really wanted to take power, let him go.

It's just that the bandit's night attack made Yindao realize that it's one thing for Ono Kotaro to want to be in power, but the other party subconsciously didn't care about seeing the people in the city. If he really didn't want to hurt the people in the city, he wouldn't It will attract bandits and monsters to attack themselves.Because that way, before killing someone and seeing the knife, half of the people will bleed into rivers when they see the city.

With the help of Bai Lan, Yin Dao heard all the ins and outs from the mouth of the surviving bandit.

Uncle Ono...can't stay any longer.

As for what will happen to Renjian Castle after he dies——

Yin Dao took a deep look at the silver-haired young man who was funny with cats, if he could ensure that the city would not fall down, even if he handed over the position of the city lord to outsiders, it would be fine.

Bai Lan watched Mr. Madara being teased helplessly by herself, the cat's face was full of gloom, and the flowers were trembling with laughter, and when she raised her eyes, she found that the man was looking at her with deep meaning.

Bai Lan is so smart and good at observing words and expressions, she can probably guess what the other party is thinking as soon as she turns her head.

Immediately, the smile stopped, the corners of the mouth froze, and he quickly warned him seriously: "If Your Highness really wants to protect the good people, it is better to come in person. After all, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. No matter how trustworthy others are, it is not as good as Don't you feel relieved to come here yourself, Your Highness?"

Yin Dao doesn't understand this truth.He was also helpless: "...to tell the truth, some medical officials have long asserted that I will not live to be 30 years old..."

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows: "Your Highness is only 23 years old now, and there are still seven years to take care of it. These seven years are not enough for His Highness to cultivate a good heir and even heal his own body? Human medical officers can't help it, and monsters may be able to do it." Woolen cloth."

If you were to be replaced by another person here, you would be shocked when you heard this. In this era, humans are still very taboo against supernatural creatures and powers, especially monsters. Get involved.But with so many human beings, there are always some aliens, and Ren Jian Yin Dao is one of them.

His obsession with the guardian of Renjian City is so deep that he doesn't care whether he lives as a human or a monster. As long as he can see the prosperity of Renjian City with his own eyes and let him live another ten or twenty years, even if he has changed. It doesn't matter if you become a half-demon.

Bai Lan saw this, and after making sure that the other party didn't want to dump Ren Jiancheng on her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he doesn't throw the blame on himself, everything else is fine, even if she can help figure out a way, even if Bai Lan really wants to make a force out of it, she definitely doesn't like Ren Jiancheng's territory.

As for what will happen when people see Yin Dao becoming a monster or other non-human creatures...

Sorry, this point has never been within the scope of the cold-hearted Miss Bailan's thinking.Maybe if you ask her, she will ask back, "Isn't this what Yin Dao wants?"

As an outsider, Uchiha Madara figured out some of Bailan's subconscious thoughts.

Immediately he was angry and funny, and when Bai Lan took him away from the knife, he asked, "Isn't he the lord you admit? You don't have the slightest psychological burden to encourage him like this?"

Bai Lan answered him confidently: "It is because I am my lord that I have to find a way to fulfill his wish. As for what will happen after the fulfillment, this is what the lord should think about." She blinked, and the slender pupils revealed Showing a touch of expectation and cunning that is not well-intentioned: "After all, I am a blade, and I am only responsible for achieving the purpose of the person who wields the sword. As for where to swing it, it is not something I should consider as a sword."

In fact, you just do whatever you want, play however you want.

Uchiha Madara squinted his eyes, but said nothing.

Unexpectedly, Bai Lan cared about his thoughts, grabbed his upper limbs and lifted him in front of her, stopped, and looked at him seriously: "Are you scared?"

Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, always feeling that this sentence sounded very familiar, and was thinking about where he had heard similar questions, when Bai Lan continued: "It's too late to be afraid! Anyway, you are my companion now, so you can It's up to me."

The silver-haired young man took the kitten back into his arms, deliberately stuffed his cold fingers into the warm fur on the back of the kitten's neck, and continued walking happily.

He was born really well, even though his facial features were too delicate and he looked feminine, wearing a light-colored dress and walking under the snow-covered porch, he was still as fresh and eye-catching as a painting.

The maid who was walking towards him recognized at a glance that this was the person who saved her that night. She was taken aback for a moment and felt that something was wrong before ignoring it, because the young man had already walked in front of them.

The maids greeted him with blushing faces, first saluted Lord Bai Ren, and then asked in a soft voice: "I heard that Your Highness Yin Dao asked you to lead the army to fight against the attacking army?"

"I also heard that Sir is the main general, and Master Aoki is the deputy general?"

"Swords have no eyes, and the battlefield is dangerous. Be careful, my lord."

Bai Lan responded one by one with a smile, her eyes were light and light, and she turned around without any weight, but it made the maids feel that their hearts followed those transparent long and thin pupils, floating in the air, dangling , nowhere to go.

Looking at each other, they found that their faces were even redder.

One of the maids was even more courageous, and took out an imperial guard from her sleeve and handed it to the silver-haired young man: "Master Bai Ren, this is the charm that my mother begged for my safety, you... I hope you can accept it." ! Believe that the gods will protect you!"

Bai Lan blinked, supported the little black cat with one hand, stretched out the other hand to catch it, put it on her mouth and kissed it, glanced at the maid who was staring at her, and thanked with a smile: "Okay Girl, thank you."

In order to pretend to be a man, she purposely kept her voice low and hoarse when she spoke. At first glance, it sounded like she was whispering in someone's ear.

The maid who handed the guard was stunned, her whole face suddenly turned into a red pomegranate and steaming, until the silver-haired young man walked away with the cat in his arms and the guard, she suddenly raised her hand to cover her face , screaming in my heart: oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...

The other companions also envied and hated her, and they sighed how they didn't think of asking Master Bai Ren for a pair.

Yin Dao, who saw Bai Lan and the others off the next day, also heard about this incident, and after laughing for a while, he couldn't help showing complicated eyes at the silver-haired young man who was very skilled in turning over horses.

As usual, the other party had his long hair tied high behind his head. He didn't wear any armor, but only wore a pair of sweatshirts that were easy to move around. With his wide sleeves flipped up, there was a dash of chic and coquettish atmosphere.Sitting on the horseback and looking down from a high position, the exquisite eyebrows involuntarily showed a sense of high spirits.

This shrewd and capable appearance bluffed Aoki who was standing behind her who was also about to mount a horse, and made the latter mutter: "I really know how to ride a horse."

The tips of Bai Lan's ears twitched, but she didn't turn her head back. She felt a little complacent. She only used the ability of parallel time and space to make up for some theoretical knowledge last night. She didn't expect to succeed in the first practice just now. She is indeed very powerful.

Then she looked at the pale young man holding a black cat not far away from her. She bent down and asked him with a smile, "Your Highness, I'm going to fight for you soon. Don't you have anything to say?"

The cold winter sun shone from behind her, casting a large shadow.

The rest of the facial features were blurred in the shadows, only the pair of translucent purple eyes were imprinted in Yin Dao's heart radiantly, with a slender outline, purple pupils, deep lines, slightly curved, peerless and bewitching.

At this moment, the pale nobleman suddenly had a tinge of blood on his cheeks.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, clenched his hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist, then let go, and his gaze that had just caused waves settled down again.

In the end, he smiled as gently as before, took a step forward, and wished his general in a hoarse voice: "May your luck be prosperous."

The woman disguised as a silver-haired young man straightened up, sat on the horseback and glanced at Yin Dao with a smile, her eyes flashed with color.

It wasn't until she turned around and walked far away on horseback that Yindao felt her heartbeat slow down slowly.

As soon as he lowered his head, he found that the little black cat that Bai Lan left behind to protect him was looking up at him with a serious face.Yin Dao couldn't help laughing, before he raised his hand to pat the kitten's head, he was swung away by the kitten's paw.

The young city lord, His Royal Highness, was also not angry. Instead, he apologized to the kitten, turned around and walked slowly back to the city with it in his arms.

Renjian Yindao didn't notice that after he looked away, the kitten continued to stare at him, his eyes were full of scrutiny and deep thought like a human being, and at the end he didn't know what to think of, and then he raised his brows and licked his paw, showing pleasure look.

It's just not halfway through the joy, the black cat's body froze again, its eyes put down its little paws, and there was deep resentment exuding from all over its body, and there was a shining unwillingness in the golden cat pupils.

The author has something to say:

Why do I feel...Bai Lanlan is getting more and more offensive by my writing, more and more offensive...has gone on the road of total attack forever? !

It’s also interesting to feel sorry for Mr. Madara (Hey!