"No!! No!! Nowhere!!! Where will they go!??" Yan Bing looked everywhere like crazy, but never saw the two of them, and his eyes were red with anxiety at this moment.
Lingyue was also worried and sweating profusely. But when she saw Yan Bing's appearance, she had to suppress her uneasiness and stepped forward to hug Yan Bing and comfort her...
"Don't panic, don't be anxious, they may just be wandering around on the street... they may not be met by that master..." Lingyue hugged Yan Bing, put her head on his shoulder, and gently comforted her
, suddenly an idea flashed, and he quickly pushed Yan Bing away, sat cross-legged, and put out the inflator!
Yan Bing was pushed to the spot and turned over twice. He was dusting off the soil with a puzzled look on his face. Suddenly he saw Lingyue's behavior and suddenly realized that he was so busy that he even forgot about the external ventilator.
, he quickly learned to sit cross-legged and breathe out, letting out as much energy as possible...
After a while, the two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, shouted in unison: "Chengdong!!" Then they stood up and ran quickly towards the east...
"Why did I sense four people!?? Did that person just go there too!??" Lingyue asked without looking back as she ran.
Yan Bing frowned, thought for a while, and replied loudly: "The Japanese people are cunning and changeable. Maybe they are deliberately making me take it lightly, and then seize them as a threat! Let me hand over the manufacturing diagram of the weapon!!! It must be
so!!"
"Ah??" Lingyue was slightly startled when she heard the words, even her footsteps paused, but she gritted her teeth and chased after her, and asked softly with a tangled look on her face: "Then... do you want to..."
"Hand over!!" Yan Bing had almost no hesitation, then turned to Lingyue and smiled, comforting: "Don't worry, as long as you three are safe, I can hand over myself. They want what's in my head."
They will not kill me, and my master and my uncles and uncles will not let them go either!!"
Lingyue frowned and nodded slowly. She knew that there was nothing wrong with Yan Bing's reasoning, but she still made up her mind. If the other party wanted to take Yan Bing away, she would risk her life.
Fight with your life!!
But the facts prove...
They both thought too much...
When the two of them arrived, the "fourth person" standing in front of them stunned them in place...
"Uncle Fifth Master!!!??"
Yan Bing and Lingyue shouted almost in unison, and then hurriedly landed next to Yu Mohan...
"You, why are you here!??" Yan Bing had a dull look on his face. He instinctively cupped his hands and saluted. His eyes were still wide and he looked at Yu Mohan without blinking...
Yu Mohan glanced at the two of them, smiled bitterly, and asked softly: "With your master's temper...can you rest assured that there is no one around you to protect you...?"
"So, you just followed us!??"
"It's not just me, there's another one... You should have guessed who it is..." Yu Mohan sighed, waved his hand, and an iron nail stuck in Sasaki Kojiro's body returned behind her...
Just like the other six iron nails, they were also stained with large blood stains, but Sasaki Kojiro on the opposite side groaned and lay on the ground, unable to move...
"Master...is here too...??"
Seeing Yu Mohan gently nodding, Yan Bing immediately couldn't laugh or cry...
He is worthy of being the best protector in the world... these twelve hours of non-stop protection... so considerate!!
"He also said that he wanted to take me to experience the world of travel again and recall my past youth. I really fell for his bullshit to believe it!" Yu Mohan clenched his jade teeth, his face full of resentment, obviously thinking that
All the anger along the way was vented on Sasaki...
Yan Bing glanced sideways at Sasaki, who had seven or eight huge blood holes on his body, and almost laughed out loud on the spot...
Kojiro, a great swordsman of a generation, never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would be used as a punching bag for others after traveling so far across the ocean. He would be as unjust as he could be...
"Huh? That's not right? Then we were stopped just now, but why didn't Master take action??"
"Because he has no intention to kill at all...there is no need for me to take action..."
As Yan Bing raised the question, the old man's voice suddenly appeared from behind the crowd. After a few moments of shaking in the grass, an old man in white robe slowly walked out, dragging a middle-aged man with a bruised nose and swollen face.
When everyone came closer, they threw the middle-aged man forward, looked at Yu Mohan with a depressed expression, and complained in a low voice: "Didn't you agree not to let the children know? Why do you have to show up? You can't do it in private.
Is it resolved?"
"Junior sister is in a bad mood... I just want to find someone to practice my skills with, and please forgive me..." Yu Mohan replied in a pretentious manner, then turned around and walked away, as if he was leaving a message for his senior brother in front of his disciples.
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How could the old man not know why Yu Mohan was in a bad mood? He hurriedly chased after her and tried to persuade her with all kinds of good words. However, Li Bing took advantage of this moment to take off the sword from his waist and stabbed the middle-aged man on the ground with the scabbard.
He asked softly: "Senior, senior? Are you still alive??"
Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand, and it took him a long time to get up from the grass. Holding a pig's head with a bruised nose and swollen face, he cupped his hands and said, "Young man, I don't dare to call you a senior, so I would like to ask Miss Yan to help me."
Say a few nice words..."
"That's easy to say!" Yan Bing put away Qingxuan, smiled slightly, then lifted up his skirt, squatted down, leaned in front of Miyamoto and asked softly: "Senior...are you still going tomorrow at noon?"
"Ah??" Miyamoto Musashi was stunned when he heard this, then raised his hand to rub his swollen cheek, and immediately took a breath of cold air in pain, and hurriedly said with a smile: "I won't go! I won't go!! I can.
Just let the little one live and go back..."
"Hey~~ That can't be done... Senior, you have to go... If you don't go... I won't die... Then how can Toyotomi Hideyoshi send troops with peace of mind... If he doesn't send troops... Then your lord's grand plan...
...How can it be realized..." After saying that, a devilish smile gradually appeared on the corner of Yan Bing's mouth...
Only then did Miyamoto react. He was about to raise his hand to pick his thumb, but then he lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked softly: "Can you postpone it for a few days... Xiaosheng's current appearance... is not easy to show off..."
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"That's even better. It's convenient to see senior at any time. Just remember to inform me before coming!" As Yan Bing spoke, he took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket and put it in Miyamoto Musashi's hand...
