Mysterious Human Race Emperor

She regretted that she clearly liked the young man in her heart, and she had the opportunity to accept the young man, but because he had no parents, no background, and was doomed to live a life, she finally chose to give up...

But, things are changing!

· …for flowers…………

Nothing is doomed!

"This is……"

Luo Yao and Luo Xi both widened their beautiful eyes, full of disbelief, and some did not react.

His heart was like an ancient well without waves, and Dongfang Chen smiled lightly, "A classmate, what do I hate about you?"

After all, the young man did not look back and left.

"..."

In the end, Liu Tingting watched Dongfang Chen, Luo Yao and Luo Xi leave with her dull eyes.

Even if Dongfang Chen is angry or angry, she can feel that he still has her in his heart.Then, she still has a chance to be with him, but the young man is so casual and free and easy, it is a complete indifference, it seems like a thousand years...

Tears welled up in her eyes and fell from her beautiful cheeks. For a long time, a faint wry smile appeared from the corners of her mouth, more and more bitter, more and more bitter, more and more bitter...

……

Inn.

"What does that girl have to do with you?"

Luo Xi sat on the teenager's bed, slender lotus arms, hugging the quilt, the blue silk scattered like yarn like mist, and kept fiddling with each other with two delicate and small jade feet, and gently touched the soles of the teenager's feet.

Dongfang Chen closed his eyes and sat on his back, smiled faintly when he heard the words, "Relationship with classmates."

"Hmph, stop lying to me..."

Luo Xi snorted, very disbelieving, and murmured in a low voice: "Dongfang Chen, are you really not going to be the concubine of Princess Fenghua of Yan Kingdom and the king of Lei Kingdom?"

"what happened?"

"..."

Luo Xi hugged the quilt tightly, her slender body gradually curled up, her eyes were rosy, and her voice was very disappointed, "If that is your choice, I have nothing to say. I have no power to stop you, and I am not yours. Man, I just..."

"Silly girl……"

Dongfang Chen was stunned, and immediately stroked the top of the girl's head with his hand, and said gently: "I said, I like to be free and I will not join any forces."

"really?"

Luo Xi's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, her tears turned into a smile, and she gently wiped her red eyes.

"Ah."

Dongfang Chen smiled and nodded.

the other side of the wall.

Luo Yao, who was sitting against the wall, also had a faint and sweet smile on her pretty face...

Chapter 7 Miyamoto Musashi!

The next day.

Luohua City, Luohua Square.

The peach trees are in the forest, the flowers are blooming, and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Around, there are huge crowds, and the voices are full of people.

Thousands of shrewd figures stood erect like pine in the square, all with moon hair and ronin costumes, holding Japanese samurai swords tightly in their hands, with a cold and murderous aura that permeated the world.

Centered.

A Japanese swordsman man with long and short swords on his waist stood proudly, with a resolute appearance, his eyes were lightly closed, and he did not speak, but he had a fierce and cold aura, and he came out coldly, making people very frightened.

Thousands of Japanese warriors looked at the swordsman man, full of intense and fanatical worship, as if believers had seen a god.

Next to him, a handsome young man in a black robe shook the paper fan lightly and said with a smile: "Nine Sixty" "Miyamoto Musashi, this is the matter, you will follow me back to the Evil God Temple."

The handsome young man was a little proud, but in any case, he was able to bring back this kendo genius of the extreme realm, which was enough to explain to his father.

"Ah."

The swordsman man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with blazing light, and there was an amazing sword intent, and the whole person was like a peerless blade waiting to be unsheathed.

"Let's come to Luohua City, and hope to learn martial arts with Huaxia friends!"

A middle-aged Japanese man in an old Japanese military uniform, wearing black-rimmed round glasses, holding a black saber in both hands, glanced around, and said coldly and arrogantly: "The land is vast and rich! Only I, the two names of Wujijing and Demon Emperor, Make the world pay attention!

However, there are also warriors in our Japanese country, that is, the one next to me. Many people must know his name. His name is... Miyamoto Musashi! "

Because of the bracelet of "Troubled Times", no matter what language or text is used, it will become the same kind of information and be received by others.

"drink!"

Miyamoto Musashi's name appeared, and thousands of Japanese warriors drank it together. In their chests, there seemed to be flames burning with arrogance.

Miyamoto Musashi is a great monument in Japanese swordsmanship.