Faced with the young man's questioning, Momoi Heimasa didn't even raise his head and said lazily: "Aren't you practicing your sword behind closed doors? Why did you come out?"

"How could I miss such an interesting event like the Dragon Head Meeting?"

The young man opened his mouth and yawned: "I heard that Beichen Yida Ryu and Shinto Wu Nian Ryu will send people to participate. I can't wait to fight with them."

"It's good to be eager to fight, but it's never good to be too careful."

Momoi Heimasa stood up from the futon. He was unusually tall, which was not obvious when he was sitting. Now when he stood up, his head almost touched the ceiling: "Let's go out."

After saying that, Momoi Heimasa picked up the tachi placed next to him and strode out of the room.

Outside the room is a medium-sized yard, covering an area of ​​about a hundred square meters. There is an osmanthus tree planted with two people hugging each other. The age of this osmanthus tree is almost as old as the history of Jingxin Akechi.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, stood seven or eight tall young men in black warrior uniforms. Each of them was over 1.8 meters tall, with a stern expression, unsmiling expressions, and a strong air of strength.

After seeing Momoi Heimasa come out, they all bent down to salute and said respectfully: "Master Fan."

Momoi Heimasa waved his hand nonchalantly: "In the future, these red tapes will be saved and saved. I am different from Chiba Ryuui and Todo Masamichi. Let's go now, otherwise we will be late."

The tall young men looked at each other in confusion, but they already knew Momoi Heimasa's free and easy character, so they did not show any strange expressions and responded in unison: "Yes!"

The suburbs of Tokyo, the headquarters of the Hattori family.

"Knock knock knock!"

The rhythmic knock on the door woke up Lin Zhong who was in trance.

"Please come in."

Lin Zhong opened his eyes, stood up, raised his arms and stretched, his bones made a series of explosions, and he felt refreshed.

After a night's rest, Lin Zhong's energy and spirit had reached their peak state, and the injuries to his chest and palms had minimal impact on him.

As soon as Lin Zhong finished speaking, the shoji door opened silently, revealing Yukino's petite and graceful figure.

Yukino is still dressed as a maid, but the color of the maid uniform has changed from white to black. She has plump breasts, a slender waist, and two well-proportioned and straight thighs covered with black stockings. She exudes a pure and innocent look from head to toe.

charming.

"Sir, did you have a good rest last night?"

Xueno showed a sweet smile and bowed deeply to Lin Zhong.

With this movement of hers, the two little white rabbits on her chest were completely exposed to Lin Zhong's eyes. The deep ravine in the middle was enough to make any man's blood boil.

Lin Zhong just glanced at it and then looked away, casually replying: "Thank you, I had a good rest."

"The clothes you are going to wear today are ready."

Yukino's tone was very respectful. Lin Zhong's performance in the fight with Hattori Hyōgetsu last night not only conquered Hattori Mei, but also conquered her: "Can I help you change your clothes?"

Lin Zhong looked at the expectant expression on the girl's face and couldn't say any words of rejection. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Xueno originally thought that she would be rejected by Lin Zhong again, so she didn't have much expectations at all. However, she didn't expect that Lin Zhong actually agreed. She was stunned for a few seconds before she realized what she was doing.

"Very good!"

She was surprised and happy, and she was so excited that her whole body seemed to have regained her vitality. She jumped up to Lin Zhong and began to help Lin Zhong dress.

Under Xue Nao's service, Lin Zhong finally experienced the feeling of "clothes around him and stretched out his hands".

Since Lin Zhong was disguised as a ninja, Hattori Hyōgetsu prepared a set of black tights for him.

However, this set of tights is different from ordinary tights. The style is more refined, the fabric is more advanced, and the protective function is more powerful. It perfectly sets off Lin Zhong's slender and tall figure. After he puts it on, he is matched with calm and deep eyes.

, the temperament of a top strong man is fully revealed.

After changing clothes, Yukino took Lin Zhong to the living room, where Hattori Hyōgetsu and Hattori Meiyi were already waiting.

Hattori Hyōgetsu was wearing a white tight-fitting suit, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, holding a small folding fan in her hand, with a slight smile on her lips, and her fox-like eyes habitually narrowed, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women.

Hattori Mei is wearing a pink princess dress. She is a beauty with a good figure. Now dressed up, she looks as beautiful as a little princess.

"Lin Jun, I'll take care of you today." Hattori Hyōgetsu looked at Lin Zhong and said with a smile.

Lin Zhong looked calm and said: "Do your best."

"No matter what the outcome is, even if the Hattori family does not win in the end, I will never go back on my promise to Mr. Lin." Hattori Hyouge said sternly.

Lin Dian nodded and said no more.

Hattori Hyōgetsu clapped her hands again, and a tall female ninja immediately walked in from outside, holding a black sheath sword in her hand.

"Lin Jun, this sword is my weapon. I give it to you now. I hope it will bring you good luck."

Hattori Hyōgetsu winked at the female ninja, who held the knife in both hands and handed it to Lin Zhong.

Lin Zhong calmly took the sword and drew it out.

This tachi is about one meter and two meters long and two inches wide. The blade is long and narrow, and it is as bright as white. Even if you just look at it with your eyes, you can feel its sharpness.

"Zheng!"

Lin Zhongqu's fingers flicked on the blade, and the entire sword suddenly vibrated violently, making a crisp buzzing sound.

"Its name is Murasame. It was a gift from my father on my eighteenth birthday. It was made by Muramasa, the eighth generation swordsmith of the Fuso Kingdom."

Hattori Hyōgetsu said with a smile: "Lin Jun, what do you think?"

Lin Zhong returned the sword to its sheath, without any unnecessary nonsense, and simply uttered two words: "Good sword."

"If Mr. Lin likes it, then I will give it to you as a thank you gift for asking you to do it."

Hattori Hyōgetsu sighed: "A famous sword can only become famous by drinking the blood of its enemies. From this point of view, I am not worthy of being its master."

"Let's talk about it after today's events are over."

Lin Zhong was noncommittal, neither agreeing nor rejecting: "Miss Hattori, where will the Dongdu leading meeting be held? Can we leave?"

"Of course. I'm sorry for making Mr. Lin laugh. When things get tough, it's inevitable to feel nervous."

Hattori Hyōgetsu showed a self-deprecating smile, quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and walked out with a resolute light in his eyes.

Lin Zhong held Murasame in his hand, pulled up his mask, and only exposed his eyes, silently following Hattori Hyōgetsu.

"Sir, I wish you good luck in martial arts!"
Chapter completed!