Sakura Miyamoto was born in the Miyamoto family and also trained in the Sword Master Palace. Naturally, she knew that although her uncle had a violent and reckless personality, in terms of strength, he really deserved to be ranked number one in the Miyamoto family.
The strength of the great swordsman is considered to be among the top group of people even in the Sword Saint Palace.
Because if you go up further, you will be a person in the divine realm.
In the entire Sword Saint Palace, there was only one person, Shiratori Ryuichi.
But Miyamoto Noo was actually in Miyamoto's house and was photographed like a meat pie.
Miyamoto Sakura looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm and deep expression, and the feeling in his heart was different. This was a being who could kill a great swordsman with ease.
It is normal for the Miyamoto family to bow their heads.
Miyamoto Sakura's delicate body trembled slightly, she slowly bent her knees, her eyes flashed and said: Sakura, I'd like to pay my respects to you, sir, what do you want to see me for?
When Miyamoto Toshio brought her out just now, he had said that a big shot was looking for her, and I think it was this person.
Long looked down at Sakura Miyamoto and said calmly: You lost to Haruko in a bet, why do you think I'm looking for you?
Miyamoto Sakura's expression froze.
Of course she remembered the gambling battle, but she didn't believe that she would lose at all at first, and she even lost in the end and was taken back to the Miyamoto family. She also knew that with the strength of the Miyamoto family, Tachibana Haruko was not qualified to ask her to honor the bet.
But now, the Tachibana family really has someone coming.
Moreover, he is a terrifying person who can make the Miyamoto family surrender.
Sakura, since you failed in the bet, why didn't you tell me earlier and asked the adults to come to the door in person? Damn it, I, the Miyamoto family, should have sent you there in person. Miyamoto Hanzo shouted angrily.
Yes, Sakura, you are putting the Miyamoto family in an unkind and unjust place. Sir, Sakura has been brought here. You can punish her however you want. I, the Miyamoto family, will have no objection.
Sir, this is all Sakura's fault. My Miyamoto family didn't know about it at all, otherwise she would have been given to you long ago.
A group of people from the Miyamoto family were frightened and begged for mercy.
Miyamoto Sakura saw the faces of the people around her who were blaming her, including her father and grandfather, who looked at her with anger and reproach. Her eyes were sad, and a sarcastic smile emerged from the corner of her mouth.
Sure enough, it is still the case.
This is the nature of the Miyamoto family. It has not changed at all, just like before.
Sir, I am willing to follow you. From now on, you are my supreme master. No matter what you want to do to me, you can do it. Miyamoto Sakura knelt on the ground and put her head on the dragon's feet.
Really? Long said calmly: Then take off your clothes now.
Sakura Miyamoto was stunned for a moment, a blush appeared on her face, and she said tremblingly: Now?
Long nodded indifferently.
Sakura Miyamoto bit her lips lightly. Although she didn't mind dedicating her body to a powerful person, after all, this was the Miyamoto family, and now the entire Miyamoto family was kneeling here.
However, Miyamoto Sakura's lavender pupils soon showed a hint of charm, and she began to unbutton her clothes.
There was a sense of humiliation on the faces of Miyamoto Hanzo and others. It was not just that Ryu made Miyamoto Sakura surrender, but he also asked her to take off her clothes in front of the Miyamoto family. This was a trampling on the entire Miyamoto family.
But he didn't dare to say no.
I could only look around coldly. Everyone in the Miyamoto family put their heads on the ground, not daring to look at Miyamoto Sakura.
Even if Miyamoto Hanzo doesn't say it.
They didn't dare to look at it. Since Miyamoto Sakura had surrendered to this master, even if she was a slave, she was still a slave of a god. Naturally, her body was also forbidden by the god. Who knew what the consequences would be if they took that look. They
I don’t want to follow in Miyamoto Noo’s footsteps.
Miyamoto Sakura's samurai uniform slipped off.
The girl's proud body is exposed, with undulating peaks and peaks, enough to turn any man into a crazy beast.
She slowly raised her head, stretched out her bright red tongue towards the dragon, licked her lips, and crawled towards the dragon like a wild cat.
At this time, she felt humiliated and felt a sense of revenge.
Since the Miyamoto family abandoned her, she would use this method to shame the entire Miyamoto family. Miyamoto Sakura burst into laughter.
But when her eyes met Long's, her laughter was stifled. Her eyes were as calm as the surface of a lake, and she could even clearly see her own reflection in the other person's pupils.
Can you hide in front of me? Long smiled indifferently, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Miyamoto Sakura's head.
Miyamoto Sakura's body trembled violently.
She felt as if something was about to burst out of her body, causing her to scream in pain.
After a while.
Miyamoto Sakura's face suddenly turned blue, and her pupils became extremely blood-red. She was surrounded by black energy, and strange blood lines appeared on her body. On her chest, a demon's head emerged, fighting desperately
The struggle is terrifyingly powerful.
Click, click.
The hard ground was scratched away with her bare hands.
Sakura Miyamoto let out a shrill roar from her throat. It didn't sound like a girl's voice at all, but a low roar like a demon from hell.
No matter how much Sakura Miyamoto struggled, Long's hand was like a mountain, suppressing her in place.
Get out of here!
A hint of golden light lit up in Long's eyes.
He raised his hand and grabbed Miyamoto Sakura's heart.
The misty green light turned into an illusory hand, stretched directly into her body, and pinched the demon's head.
Wow, this face was green and fanged, the corners of its mouth were cracked all the way to the base of its ears, and its face full of sharp teeth roared at the dragon.
Who are you and why do you come to ruin my good deeds?
The dragon ignored it at all, and frantically activated his true energy, stabbing the demon with its green fangs wrapped in layers of green light, pulling it out of Miyamoto Sakura's body inch by inch.
No!
The demons and ghosts roared, but they could not stop the dragon's terrifying power.
Miyamoto Sakura was forcefully pulled out of her body.
Long Xukong drew a talisman and suppressed it fiercely on the demon ghost. The demon ghost screamed miserably, and suddenly black smoke billowed, gradually shrinking, and finally turned into the size of a palm, and was pinched by the dragon in his hand.
At this time, Miyamoto Sakura's body was covered in sweat, dripping. After the demon left her body, she had regained consciousness. She raised her head and looked at the dragon and the palm-sized demon in his hand, with a trace of fear in her eyes.
color.
Sir, Miyamoto Sakura made a weak sound in her throat.
Long raised his hand to grab the clothes on the ground, threw them on her and put them on.
Sakura Miyamoto put her clothes on.
After a while, she stood up. At this time, she felt more relaxed than ever before, and the cold and evil feeling all over her body had disappeared from her body.
The dragon lifted up the demon and asked: Do you know what this is?
Miyamoto Sakura nodded.
Oh, you know? Then do you know that this kind of thing is parasitic on your soul, makes a living by sucking your soul, and in the end even directly replaces you and becomes the master of your body? Long said lightly.
