[Gintama] Mr. Songyang that day

Songyang rarely felt the feeling of being so frightened that his heartbeat almost stopped.

The man who was supposed to be her first disciple was about to pierce the monk's staff into the back of her silver-haired disciple without hesitation at this moment. After she barely held the monk's staff, cold sweat slowly oozes from her back .

fortunately.

Fortunately, she can still protect her disciples, and can prevent her disciples from facing each other with swords.

——This is no longer a killing intent that can be resolved with words.

Has there ever been an intersection between them?What the hell happened?Is it serious enough to kill the other party?

She only had time to take a look at Oboro who seemed to have lost his will to fight, and hurried to help Yin Shi who was already exhausted.

The condition of her silver-haired disciple was really bad.

The body was obviously infected by toxins to the point of urgency. The silver-haired man didn't even have the strength to open his eyes right now. There were messy scratches and bruises on his cheeks and arms, and his whole body was weak and limp. He was still holding the wooden knife tightly in his hand, and almost instinctively wanted to support his body to continue fighting.

"Silver time? Can you hear me? Silver time?"

Songyang couldn't hear what he was talking about.

There was gunpowder smoke all around, the sound of fighting rumbled, and the pursuers on the field lingered like dense dark clouds. The Miss Yueyong from Yoshihara and the strange blue-haired girl in white uniform were in a hard fight at the moment, while Silver Shi The current situation is clearly no longer suitable to stay here.

Songyang simply picked him up horizontally, picked up the broken pieces of wood on the floor and threw them out, breaking all the monk's sticks in the hands of the chasing soldiers.

She glanced around the chaotic battle situation, her eyes fell on this group of enemies who were attacking swiftly like assassins, and she couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds.

——She must have seen such a costume and weapon somewhere, no, not only the day she was taken away, perhaps, she was once a member of this group of people.

"Is it Senior Songyang?"

Yueyong was forced to come to Songyang by the Naraku killers who were gradually surrounding her. The hand she was holding Kunai was also trembling slightly, and she was obviously exhausted.

Songyang made a decision immediately.

"I'll cover Miss Yueyong's departure, Yinshi will ask Miss Yueyong to take her away first."

When she handed Yinshi to Yueyong, Yinshi was still holding on to the wooden knife and could vaguely hear him muttering to himself as if lost in his soul. Songyang followed the shape of his lips and read his repeated ravings, heartbroken. Suddenly it tightened.

(Get moving.)

He's saying, (My body, move.)

Over and over again, stubbornly and desperately, repeating the same sentence.

Even though her silver-haired disciple was unconscious, he was still struggling desperately to lift the knife.

His eyes were probably already blurry.

But he was still staring at the void in front of him, as if there was an object of hatred to the bones, which could make him persistently push his scarred body into battle until the last drop of blood was exhausted.

At this moment, Songyang felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

In the ten years since I was gone, Gintoki...has he been forcing himself to fight like this all this time?

Am I putting him under such heavy pressure?

Obviously... I just want him to obtain happiness as a human being...

I have always held such an idea self-righteously, but it turned out that——

"This matter has nothing to do with Wanshiwu, it's better for Senior Songyang to take this guy away—"

Yue Yong naturally does not want innocent people to be involved in the battle, and the conversation she heard just now always makes her feel uneasy.

Whether it is the former general or the leader of Naraku, this senior Songyang seems to have been purged by the rotten law in their eyes. Since they believe that Senior Songyang is no longer alive, at least this person is still safe for now , but if you rashly reveal your identity in this general's mansion——

"don’t worry."

Those beautiful pale green eyes were curved into crescent moons.

"A mere assassin can't hurt me yet."

The other party clearly showed a gentle smile, but the oppressive feeling in his words rushed to his face, which made Yue Yong's heart tense.

With such an aura, what was the teacher of Gintoki in the past——

She struggled to put the immobile silver-haired man on her back, and she had no time to think about other things, so she rushed out regardless, all the way into the yard, feeling cold again.

The three floors in the courtyard and the three floors outside were all occupied by the former general's manpower, and even Kagura and Shinpachi hadn't been able to break through the encirclement.

——It wasn't until the contrasting black and white of the Zhensen group and the Jianhui group came into view that Yueyong's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she almost limply handed over the silver-haired man behind her to the new Bashou who rushed over here inside.

"That..."

She was panting slowly, speaking in broken sentences.

"Song...Senior Songyang...is still inside."

Neither of them noticed the slight curl of the silver-haired man's curled fingers.

--teacher.

teacher.

The girl with long blue hair who was surrounded by these assassins called her with a tone almost like a sigh.

She turned her head subconsciously, met the bright red eyes of the blue-haired girl, and caught a trace of intimacy in the other's eyes.

The face of the other party did not leave a trace in her broken memory, and the children in the private school did not have such conspicuous hair color.

Is it an illusion?

Songyang was a little uncertain.

It's just that now is not a good time to reminisce about the past.

Her body is terribly familiar with fighting, even without a weapon or blade, she can break a large swath of assassin's staff with her bare hands.

No matter how difficult it is.

This is what she thought, when the child behind her called her teacher, she would naturally try her best to stop this group of assassins who did not spare their lives, so that the child could leave here safely.

but--

The enemy is obviously not an existence that can be easily deterred. It is better to say that they have no fear of death, they execute orders like machines, and losing their weapons does not reduce their will to fight. Even Songyang was a bit unable to move an inch and had to face a dilemma.

The blue-haired girl behind her also struggled to resist, the knife in her hand swung more and more slowly, and the smell of blood permeated the air, washing her weak nerves.

Had to—had to make a choice, I—

Someone made a promise with her.

Although Songyang couldn't remember the identity of the other party, he still vaguely remembered that he had promised someone that he would never take anyone's life again.

- will protect you.

Her eyes suddenly went dark, and fragmentary images flashed through her mind.

—Whose voice is it?

Someone once said that to me in a cold voice.

Your innocence will ruin everything one day.

If you want to protect your disciples, you must——

"teacher!"

This call suddenly pulled Songyang back from his dark consciousness.

She found that she was holding the snatched monk's staff in her hand, and she had already let go of her ultimate move, but she forcibly stopped the momentum, and barely knocked away the large group of assassins surrounded in front of her.

Song Yang took a little breath.

At that moment just now, she did feel some kind of strange existence.

This feeling still remained on her slightly trembling palms, as if the blood flowing into the brain was invaded by an unknown force, which instantly surpassed her will and drove her body to move.

imaginary——

This is almost an intuition, as if she and the woman named Xu have the same blood, or they are like a part of each other, so Xu can affect her through blood, and she can also perceive Xu arrival.

Xu is somewhere here, watching her, waiting to meet her.

What is the purpose of that person——

The battle situation was disrupted by sudden gunfire.

The warriors in white uniforms joined the battle, and the assassins around them retreated one by one when they saw the reinforcements coming.

It's... the kid's teammate.

Songyang relaxed his body slightly, scanned his surroundings, and after confirming a certain direction, he slightly exerted force on the hand holding the monk's staff.

Next, she will fight alone.

——When Isaburo led the Jianhui group to appear, Xinnv finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she doesn't know much about the past between her former boss and her teacher, so even if she realizes that Songyang has been forced to this point, she still stubbornly refuses to kill him. It is still difficult to suppress the inner anxiety.

Her teacher is unwilling to kill.

But the other party was an assassination organization established by her teacher—to be precise, the woman named Xu. It was a crow that followed the smell of blood and would never let go until it achieved its goal.

If there was a way to stop fighting without bloodshed——

No, it's Naraku of Amaterasu Institute, so it's impossible to have that kind of fluke idea.

The current thirteenth generation had already left here with Tokugawa Dingding, Xinnv was not sure if he could recognize Matsuyo, she had never been able to see through this man's thoughts.

Anyway, since the teacher doesn't want to kill people, let me—

Before such an idea took shape, she felt the murderous intent similar to Xu emanating from the person behind her.

Why did the teacher suddenly——

She turned her head slightly, and found that her teacher's eyes were scarlet, which was very similar to the scene of being temporarily suppressed by Xu in the prison.

The believer's breath stagnates.

Obviously separated into two bodies, it turns out that it will still be——

"teacher!"

The scarlet that had not yet gathered was shattered by her exclamation, and a gentle light green emerged.

almost-

The letter girl was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon the gunshot she was familiar with sounded, and the leader of the meeting team, Isaburo Sasaki, led her team into the battle.

The situation reversed, and the crows in Amaterasu-in probably also realized the meaning of not wanting to fight after the arrival of reinforcements, and retreated one after another. disappeared without a trace.

The letter girl blinked in bewilderment, and looked at Isaburo with question marks all over her face.

"The one who was with me just now..."

"I think, that person probably left in a hurry after confirming the safety of the letter girl. There must be something urgent."

In fact, Isaburo didn't see the situation clearly, so let's just soothe Xinnvdao.

Everyone knew that the deputy leader of the Jianhui group always had a paralyzed face, and even he rarely saw this girl showing disappointment without concealment.

"That's... the teacher that Xinnv mentioned?"

"Ah."

The letter girl lowered her eyes, and also guessed that Songyang might be chasing the direction where Ou left, and her mood was rarely depressed.

Seeing this, Isaburo took out the donut box from behind his back like a conjuring, and seeing her immediately biting it with glowing eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked meaningfully.

"My temporary ally—although there will be no next cooperation, I have heard about that man. It is said that he is also the disciple of Xinnv's teacher?"

"Takasugi Shinsuke?"

The letter girl muttered the name vaguely with a donut in her mouth, slightly puzzled.

"What can that guy do with us?"

If I remember correctly, the man's actions against barbarians were almost ruinous, and he almost went deep into the imperial city several times to get in touch with the secrets of Amaterasu-in Naraku.

It is also unclear whether he is aware of Hollow's existence.

In fact, no one knows exactly what Xu wants to do.

The believer also only knew that this woman was the original leader of Naraku, and her teacher was originally a part of Xu, but was separated into two individuals for some reason.

——Obviously there is nothing in the world that can kill dragon-veined creatures.

But her teacher did disappear in that body for a time.

Xinnv has always been convinced that Xu is the real culprit who killed Songyang. Because of this, she realized that her guess was different from the truth when she got the information and confirmed that Songyang appeared in Kabukicho with a new body.

Xu——The information about this person all points to the dragon veins of various planets.

The other party seems to be wandering around different planets to collect the crystals of dragon veins. Although there is no definite information to confirm her current deduction, it more or less makes her more convinced——

Nine out of ten of the keys held by the Daoists of Heaven have already been taken away by Xu Xu.

As for Xu's next move after getting the key, Xin Nu has no idea.

If there is anyone in this world who can restrain Xu's actions, perhaps only her teacher can do this.

Right now, she just hopes that everything will not fall in a bad direction.

"There is really nothing to cooperate with, it's just that we all want to crush the former general to ashes, after all, if it's not for the believer—"

Isaburo rarely showed his true feelings, but found that the girl was lost in thought with empty eyes, obviously not listening to him seriously, so he had no choice but to change the subject to try to arouse her interest.

If the child in front of him didn't lend a helping hand, his family would have been turned into a sea of ​​blood. At that time, even if he killed Tokugawa Dingding thousands of times, he would not be able to get his wife and family back.

——Although Isaburo doesn't know whether he has an extra sister or a daughter.

"That man took the opportunity to infiltrate the imperial city. Thinking about it this way, I really don't have anything to charge him. This deal is still at a loss. Well, for the sake of his trust in the female senior, I sold a favor." Not necessarily impossible."

"I don't like that guy."

Believers express their likes and dislikes very frankly and quickly.

"I always feel that that guy might do something like a certain man to hurt the teacher."

"Referring to the leader of Naraku?"

"Well, if the teacher is speaking, it is most likely that he wants to chase that man back—"

"Ah, Ah Yin seems to have heard some shocking secret."

From behind them came the voice of a man who wasn't supposed to be there.

The letter girl couldn't help turning her head when she heard the sound.

The silver-haired man, who had been knocked unconscious by the toxin, was standing listlessly in the mess, waving his palms exaggeratedly, and he was smiling all the way to his ears, but there was no smile in his eyes.

The bespectacled boy from Wanshiwu called his name and chased after him, but was frightened by his completely different expression from usual and stood there dumbfounded.

Yin-Yin-sang has become so scary!

The silver-haired man was surrounded by low air pressure and a cold sense of oppression, which made him look a little eerie, and his tone couldn't suppress the gnashing of teeth.

"Before explaining clearly when Ah Yin's teacher became the teacher of the deputy team leader, please explain clearly, where did Ah Yin's teacher go?"

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