Oda Nobunaga's doubts were not dispelled.

Whether before or after his life, his long life was full of betrayal and betrayal.

The Honnoji Incident is only the most famous, but not the only time.

Aizen didn't care whether he believed it or not, so he reached out and took out a bottle from his arms and threw it over, "This is a potion that can temporarily suppress your qi."

Oda Nobunaga took the bottle and didn't drink it as soon as possible. He asked, "Did you have a way to treat me?"

Aizen smiled, without answering, and said to herself: "The plan will proceed as usual at the end of May, don't be in advance, don't delay, Snow Lotus will only appear in the tax collection team at that time."

"It seems that I am not far from my death. You are not hiding your malice at all now."

Oda Nobunaga said spicy words, relaxed, opened the bottle, and drank the potion inside.

As long as Aizen wants to use him to do anything, the relationship between the two sides will still be a trustworthy allies.

Aizen was not upset with his words and said in a brisk tone: "Aren't you also intoxicated? Our agreement was to work together to defeat Yamamoto Jinliuzai, and did not guarantee the other party's safety. Whether it was life or death, it depends on their own means."

The potion was cool and slowly suppressed the flames. The long-lost coolness made Oda Nobunaga straighten his waist, and his eyes became bright, "Yes, I want to thank you for the opportunity."

"I hope you can succeed."

Aizen smiled. His purpose was to hide the virtual experiment in the present world. The more powerful Shiraishi and Oda Nobunaga were tossing in the corpse soul world, the better.

"Haha." Oda Nobunaga sneered.

Aizen did not continue to stay here and left in an instant.

Seeing that the person was leaving, Guidie couldn't help but speak, "Sir Xinchang, who was the person just now?"

"Just a tiny god of death." Nobunaga Oda's eyes showed a look of memories.

Three hundred years ago, he failed to assassinate Yamamoto Jinliuzai and was covered with fatal burns. It was impossible to escape from Jinglingting.

At the time of his most despair, Aizen Aizen appeared, claiming to be a tiny god of death, but he could easily lead him out of Shizuo Ting and let him take root in the West Tenth District.

Even the hot springs that relieve the inflammation are written by Aizen.

Now it seems that the guy has been decorating today since a long time ago.

No, Oda Nobunaga overturned that judgment. No one could count so far. It was more likely that he was a chess piece he had set up casually in his early years. He just used it casually when he remembered it.

It's really underestimated.

He thought so in his heart, but was not angry. Being underestimated is a good thing, which means that the other party will not plot against you wholeheartedly.

In the joint battle between Turksama, he was able to win more with less. Aside from military talent, the main reason was that Imakawa Yoshimoto did not take him seriously and believed that winning the Okawa was a sure thing.

It is the mentality of underestimating him, which makes him turn the tables against the wind and thus gaining fame.

The same is true this time.

Oda Nobunaga held the Zanpakura tightly, and his high fighting spirit rose from his chest. He wanted to defeat Yamamoto Jinliuzai, seize the corpse soul world, enter the world, fight in the void circle, eliminate all threats visible to the naked eye, and achieve unprecedented hegemony.

Spirit King? What's that? He wants to become the Lord of the Three Realms!

Oda Nobunaga said with a gaze: "Let's go to West District 15 to meet Miyamoto and the others."

"Hi." Guidie had no objection. Although she had many doubts in her heart and felt that the God of Death was unbelievable just now, she still didn't say it.

The problem she could think of would be something that Mr. Nobunaga would definitely think of and have a way to deal with.

She doesn't need to be smart.

A few minutes later, two hidden maneuvers rushed into the jungle.

One person checked the wounds of the seven dead teammen, and the other began to sense whether there were traces of spiritual indentation left by the enemy around him.

"They all died from different schools of moves, and the enemy has a response?"

The teammate who checked the wound stood up and frowned slightly. He thought it was a small organization, and if there was a response, it would be different.

This shows that in addition to this small organization, there is also a larger organization.

"There is no spiritual pressure left at the scene. It seems to be a very powerful group of guys. Go back and report to the captain to ask what to do. I will leave to guard the corpse."

"good."

Without too much shirk, secret action is to be clean and neat.

Jiro Ogawa turned around and rushed back in an instant. Soon after, he returned to Nishito District.

"Captain Shattering Peak, seven team members who went to the southwest to pursue were killed, including three in the 11th team, two in the 8th team, and two in the 2nd team, and the whereabouts of the enemy are unknown."

When Saifeng heard this report, his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.

Although the team members are covered with vegetables under Bai Shi’s hands, they are still quite strong in Liuhun Street, and there are few reports of deaths.

Could it be Shiraishi?

This possibility makes Shafeng unable to ignore and he rushed over directly.

Within a few breaths, she rushed to the woods and saw the corpses on the ground.

The subordinate guarding next to him quickly spoke, "Captain Shattered Peak."

"Yeah." She responded coldly. The man walked to the corpse, squatted down, and reached out to touch the wound. The marks of the wound were not like Shiraishi's Zanpakura, but they were also quite powerful guys, without a trace of spiritual pressure remaining on the wound.

It was obviously not long before... she fell into deep thought.

call.

Another figure appeared beside him, wearing a flower coat and a hat, "Is it Shiraishi?"

"No, the murderer has someone else. He deliberately used different moves to kill them. Is he showing off? Or is he hiding his original move habit?"

Broken Peak murmured to himself.

"That's Oda Nobunaga."

When Kyora Harumi asked Shiraishi about whereabouts, he accidentally learned from the team members that the leader of the organization was Oda Nobunaga.

Shufeng stood up and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Oda Nobunaga assassinated the captain three hundred years ago. I thought he died in a corner of Jinglingting, but he actually hid in the underground of Xijin District and established such a huge organization."

Kyokun Shun pulled down his hat and felt that things were getting more and more troublesome.

He could run out of Jingling Court with a fatal burn. He would not believe it at all if no one helped him.

And in his impression, the guy who can do such boring things is just a person.

Tsunaya Dayan.

Kyung Le Chunshui felt deeply disgusted and helpless by this Jinglingting Tsummon. Since the Gekuang incident, what the guy did became increasingly hidden.

Even he couldn't catch the handle.

Sometimes, he even wanted to assassinate the man directly regardless of his identity as the captain and not have any evidence.

But the opponent's strength is quite difficult and it is impossible to be killed easily.

"It's really troublesome." Kyōra Chunshui sighed.

The chaotic spiritual turbulence flowed from far to near, and Gengmu Jianba's tall figure appeared in the dense forest and asked, "Where is Baishi?"

Shufeng said angrily: "I don't know."

Geng Mu Jianba was tired of this kind of hide-and-seek game and said impatiently: "Where did that guy hide?"
Chapter completed!