I became the Lord of Hundred Demons from Naruto

Chapter 168 Rushing to Fujimura (first update)

When the knife stayed between Zhu Lian's neck, Zhu Lian's face remained unchanged. As he said, he was a fearless warrior.This does not change due to his physical illness or age.

He just looked at Qianshi in confusion, with a lot of confusion in his heart. He did not resent Qianshi for killing his sister, because his long-term illness and weakness seemed to him that death was nothing important, and that people lived only to persevere. , and her sister died for what she insisted on, and the person who killed her also insisted on his beliefs.

So all this is not worth being too sentimental about. While enduring the torture of illness, Zhu Lian actually has a very open mind about death.

"So you'll never regret it?"

"Do things that come from your original heart, and do things that come from your original heart. You should uphold your heart and your actions will be as clear as a mirror. There will be no regrets in what you do."

Qianshi said calmly.

But when Zhu Lian heard that there was no regret, instead of no regret, he understood something.

nothing...

It’s not that you don’t know it’s despicable, but can’t you regret it once you sit down?

The blood stained the land nearby and the water in the pond, and some of the blood also sparked a scene of fish gathering together.

Qianshi wiped the blood off the knife with his sleeve.

During the conversation just now, he could feel that Zhu Rei had been peeping at him, and his hand had been resting on the handle of the knife, making a vague Iai posture. As long as he saw his flaws, he would take action. Unfortunately, he had to start from scratch. In the end, Qianshi used his aura to suppress him, giving Zhu Lian the feeling that he was being targeted at all times.

This made Zhu Lian understand that Qianshi had never let down his guard and would be counterattacked as soon as he made any move.

So in the end, Zhu Lian did not choose to seek revenge, but sincerely wanted to know Qianshi's heart, holding the idea that he would understand how he died even if he died.

This idea seems very strange to Qianshi. If it were him, he would be afraid that he would not see the opportunity and would use his last sword to the death instead of exploring the enemy's purpose.In his opinion, a lifeless enemy is the best enemy.

Samurai, very strange.

Sighing softly in his heart, Qianshi found that the snow had also begun to fall, and thin snowflakes covered the original blood.

Mirroring the pale face of the man on the ground, he seemed to blend into the snow.

Qianshi paused for a moment, then threw a scroll to Kidomaru, and at the same time took out the mask, took out the Nightmare Mask and put it on his face.

After collecting Takerei's soul, Kidomaru collected Takerei's body, and then asked Sengoku: "This kid, Sengoku-sama, do you also want to make it into a monster?"

"I already have a vague idea of ​​your next improvement. Maybe it will transform your essence. In the new manufacturing method, maybe the two of them are very suitable materials. I can feel that they have something in their hearts. Strong emotions.”

Qianshi said softly.

He looked towards the sky, looking at the thin snow falling, and he sighed in his heart that it was time to develop a way to create monsters on a large scale.

The monsters in Yaosheng Onizuka are all experimental in nature and are the products of his exploration on the road of creating monsters.

But when technology changes, Qianshi will not have no way to sublimate them. Everything depends on whether it goes smoothly or not.

Qianshi left the courtyard. When he walked out of the general's mansion, water suddenly surged under his feet and penetrated into his body.

Kidomaru showed a smile that looked sunny but contained an evil look, and said, "Has Arakawa dealt with those hiding guys? Not bad!"

"After all, he is my eldest son..."

Qianshi chuckled, and a stream of water surged from his shoulder, turning into mist to disperse the falling snow for him.

Kidomaru saw this scene and curled his lips secretly, but he couldn't do this. Although he could transform into an energy state, he was limited to attachment and could not freely control his energy body. Unlike Arakawa, he was originally a stream of water. consist of.

sycophant...

Muttering silently in his heart, Kidomaru followed Sengoku expressionlessly.

"Arakawa, take us away to see what the situation is like with our allies."

A large amount of water suddenly appeared under his and Kidomaru's feet, which directly lifted the two of them up. They rushed forward quickly. When they encountered a house, they raised the water and quickly disappeared in the main city, causing the residents in the main city to panic. There was chaos, but soon, a large number of warriors poured into the main city.

took over order.

Some small and famous warrior families were not uneasy when they saw the scene outside the city, and some wise people became uneasy.

Especially after seeing that these were warriors from the Yagyu clan and that they had surrounded the general's house, more people became uneasy.

"Will that woman also fail..."

In the main city, among a family of warriors, an old man looked in the direction of the general's mansion and couldn't help but murmur.

His son on the side also sighed with emotion: "I originally thought that this would happen after Zhu Lian died."

They are the confidants of the general Zhu Qianhe. They once severely offended the Yihe clan and expressed their loyalty, so they were trusted by Zhu Qianhe. Moreover, there was also a person in their family named Zaobiao, and their surname was Senzhiyu.

She was the woman who was Zhu Qianhe's confidant and only friend, and was manipulated by Qianshi to betray Zhu Qianhe.

It was also because of the existence of Zeneyame Zaunai that the old man and his son had some understanding of Zhuqianhe. They knew that the pillar of Zhuqianhe's heart was his younger brother. The old man was also a famous samurai when he was young, otherwise he would not be qualified. Offended the Yihe clan.

After meeting Zhu Lian and Zhu Qianhe again, and adding some information given to him by his daughter, he judged that once Zhu Lian died, Zhu Qianhe's sword would probably be blunted.

Therefore, he was worried for a while, but Zhu Lian, who should have died of illness long ago, kept holding on, which made his worries useless.

He once even wanted to kill Zhu Lian, using Zhu Lian's death to arouse Zhu Qianhe's desire for revenge, and using hatred to prevent her knife from dulling.

But he really didn't have the confidence to hide this behavior in front of Zhu Qianhe, so he had to give up the idea and pray that Zhu Lian could die slower.

"Father, what should we do? My sister is Zhu Qianhe's confidant."

"Don't worry, after all, it's up to others to decide whether the knife will hit your neck or not."

The old man was very calm, because he was afraid that Zhu Qianhe's knife would become blunt. He had always been frightened, so he had already made psychological preparations and developed a big heart.

At this time, a servant suddenly ran in in a hurry and said urgently: "Old master, master! The eldest lady committed suicide!"

Hearing this, both of their expressions showed some sadness.

The old man closed his eyes, and after a long while, he softly said: "Just calm down first."

In the main city, the old glory was dispersed.