This is My Juggernaut Journey

He picked up the teapot and took a sip, then spit out the tea leaves: "This tea is too low-quality, thanks to you drinking it."

"Haha, what's the difference between drinking tea and drinking water for ordinary people? Maybe you, a brat, still like the tea ceremony?"

Yuxian shrugged his shoulders, the old man didn't talk much nonsense, but his words were extremely sharp, often making people unable to retaliate.

He obediently ran to the water tank next to him and drank a spoonful of cold water, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, went back and forth, sat cross-legged, put his hands into his sleeves, and threw out a flagon.

"The gift from Bodhisattva Valley is for you."

This is a wolf obtained from the lair of a lion and ape, but it was given to Yixin by Yuxian. The latter uncorked the bottle and sniffed it, and said in surprise, "Ape wine? There are not many such things!"

"I don't know how to bring ordinary wine, but you have to take your time..." Before Yuxian could finish speaking, Yixin threw the jug back, and he blinked his eyes before he understood the situation.

"Before the defeat of the Inner Palace Army, the old man temporarily quit drinking, let's put it with you first." Yixin laughed, without any nostalgia.

Yuzuru was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly remembered the 'joke' after defeating the red team.

I really see hope in Yixin, it is a day to let my broken body last one more day...  

He knew that Yixin, whose life was two years earlier now, was not yet exhausted, but high-intensity battles would also consume his vitality. After those two battles, Yixin was obviously much weaker, and Yuzuru was naturally unwilling, but he was not a god and Buddha, and he could not reverse life and death.

"Master Yixin, try to do as little as possible in the future, maybe you can see the day of complete victory." Yuxian suggested quietly, he never regarded Yixin as a powerful tool person, and would rather work harder on his own.

"Hmph, the old man is the king of Weiming! Who told you that you little brat won't take the seat!" Yixin puffed up his eyes and didn't appreciate it at all. Seeing that Yuxian opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer, he put down his teacup and asked in a deep voice Said: "What are your chances of winning now?"

"Seventy percent."

"It's so high?!" Yixin was also frightened, he thought it would be great to have a [-]-[-].

"Now Wei Ming has united to fight against the Inner Palace together." Yuxian leaned forward, with the corners of his mouth upturned, "Unity is the most powerful force!"

It has been two years since he came to Weiming, and now Yuxian can move up to the sword master and down to the monkey in Bodhisattva Valley, and he can freely mobilize every ounce of power, which makes him feel a different feeling.

In the bloody storm at the end of the Tokugawa period, those reformers who succeeded one after another made him realize the sword of change and righteousness, and now Wei Ming is also a sword, a powerful force called the sword of rights.

"I will try my best to plan well and make up for every hidden danger." Yuxian stood up and made a promise as usual. He walked forward a few steps, then suddenly turned around: "By the way, last time you I have a clue about the wish I said."

desire?That joke?

The hand that was focused on holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, and it took him a long time to think about what he was saying. His pupils shrank slightly, and he used the teacup to cover the smile at the corner of his mouth.

What a terrific brat.

.........................

Yuxian came down from the fifth floor, and there were already several people waiting in the fourth floor that was transformed into a living room. Yongzhen went to catch up on his sleep, and now his face was radiant, while the son of Changruo sat on the cushion next to him, bowed his head, mouth There was a whirring sound, obviously dozing off.

'This guy, it's like he never woke up. Yuxian shook his head, approached gradually, and seemed to hear the sound of nose bubbles breaking, the dusty girl raised her head, her eyes were still a little dazed.

"Your Excellency Feicun?"

"Did you not rest last night?" Yuxian nodded to the eminent monk behind the Son of Change, and asked softly.

"Well, I didn't pay attention to the time when I was chatting with my friends." The girl rubbed her eyes and said scary words, which didn't sound like much at first, but when she remembered that those friends were all ghosts, she suddenly felt that the temperature dropped a few degrees.

The corner of Yuxian's mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't want to get entangled in this issue, so he made a gesture of invitation: "Then let's go now."

On the fourth floor of the Tianshou Pavilion, there is only one place to go, the ruined temple that does not exist on Weiming's map, and the inner government army will never find it. Yuxian invited Bian Ruozi to go, of course he has a plan.

"Okay." Bian Ruozi replied quietly, not knowing whether she was bored or looking forward to it.

A group of four people left along the ninja's secret passage, and walked for several hours in this winding and narrow passage, and only smelled the fragrance of grass and trees after opening the revolving wooden door.

Yuzuru hasn't been here for several days, but nothing has changed here. The suspension bridge connecting to the outside world has been broken, and the ruined temple is equivalent to an isolated island, and it is also the last place he planned to escape.

If the Weiming city is really captured, Yuzuru will not die with the city foolishly. He will take the Weiming elite to escape from the ninja secret path, and then go up the mountain to fight guerrillas.

If people like him and Sekiro shamelessly engage in assassinations, even if they kill [-] inner government troops in a month, it will bankrupt the Tokugawa shogunate in a few years, and they will definitely withdraw as hell!

"Is this where the ghost of Shura is?" Bian Ruozi frowned subconsciously, and seeing the warrior over the bamboo forest, he sighed softly after a few seconds of silence, "That is also a poor man troubled by immortality."

Bian Wakako directly pointed out the situation of the undead Hanbei, and Yuzuru nodded next to him, thinking about it. In this world, the wolf follows her butt every day, and there should be no intersection with the samurai.

Forget it, just take it as a good thing.

He asked the two girls to wait, and walked towards Hanbei by himself.

Compared with the last time we met, the samurai was more dull, as if the endless years of loneliness had slowly swallowed his sanity.

"Your Excellency Fei, Fei Cun, are you here to test the knife?" After a few seconds, Hanbei finally realized.

"Have I ever tried a knife on you? Well, forget it." Yuxian shook his head, slowly put his hand on the white handle of the knife, and said solemnly: "I ask you, do you want to free yourself from the long self-blame? Immortal Slash is here to fulfill your wish!"

After the words fell, Hanbei's cloudy eyeballs seemed to have a little light, he lowered his head slightly, and saw the white knife on his waist.

"miss you!"

Without hesitation, it's like being alive is torture.

"Okay, go and explain the matter, I'll wait for you at the edge of the forest." Yuxian smiled apologetically at Yongzhen and others, and left from here to the edge of the bamboo forest.

The winter is over, the spring breeze is intoxicating, and the occasional falling bamboo leaves add a bit of poetic charm. Yuxian waited under the bamboo forest, and glanced at the eagles and apes at the gate of the temple. These are the guards he arranged to prevent them from appearing. Unexpectedly, if the Buddha carver goes berserk, they will send back a warning immediately.

A few minutes later, the downcast undead warrior went back and forth with a calm face, as if he had nothing to miss.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you ready?"

"It's done, thank you Your Excellency."