New hot spring water was introduced into the pool through copper pipes. Yuan Zhisheng entered the pool for a short bath. His newly washed swords lay quietly by the pool. These were extraordinary times. He never left his body with the swords even when he was bathing in the hot springs.
.
The hot spring water has the effect of relieving fatigue, and Yuan Zhisheng quickly lost his fatigue after sinking into it, even if he didn't sleep all night.
The physical fitness and energy of hybrids are extremely strong, let alone the emperor-level hybrids. Yuan Zhisheng is still very energetic even if he doesn't rest for days and nights. Most of his fatigue comes from mental reasons.
Yuan Zhisheng's head rested on the edge of the pool, and a pair of plain hands quietly landed on his temples. He began to rub them with force, techniques and a fixed frequency, followed by his face, nape, neck, shoulders...
"Sakura, you are also very tired, go and take a nap." Yuan Zhisheng grabbed the hand, "While there is still time."
"It's okay, young master." Yabuki Sakura's cold voice was laced with a hint of exhaustion. She knelt down by the pool and said, "I won't be able to help you much anyway."
Yabuki Sakura's hand fell on Minamoto's body again, and she scratched Minamoto's back with her fingertips. Her fingers trembled slightly when she passed a wound that had already scabbed.
Yabuki Sakura didn't know how many wounds Minamoto had on her body now. These injuries were not caused in the battle with Deadpool just now - but when she came to this hot spring villa tonight, she lost the battle with Jiang Yi.
of injury.
There was also a new scar on her body. Nono made a cut on her shoulder blade.
Minamoto raised his head, Yabuki Sakura's hair fell on his face, and he looked through the hair at the dawning sky.
"I'm so lucky to live to see another day," Yuan Zhisheng looked up at the sky, "I hope that when the sun sets tomorrow, I haven't been buried in the ground yet."
Yabuki Sakura could only remain silent. If Crow and Yasha were here, they might jokingly say, "Don't worry, young master, even if you die tomorrow, I will let them dry you and then build your coffin. Of course, if there is no sun tomorrow,
I can only apologize..."
Yabuki Sakura doesn't know how to joke, nor will such a situation happen. She must have faced death earlier than Minamoto and entered the underworld.
It is hard to imagine that this is a conversation between the underworld emperor and his closest retainers. These two are truly powerful people, the real top leaders of the Eight Sheqi Families, and countless members of the Eight Sheqi Families are their solid supporters.
The saddle is in front of the horse and behind the horse.
The content of their conversation should be about judging the life and death of others, rather than worrying about their own life and death.
"There will be a lot of things today that won't stop until night." Yuan Zhisheng ordered: "Go to bed now and meet me here in two hours."
"Headquarters sent photos of the intruder, and Mr. Masamune said it was related to you."
Yabuki Sakura responded, left her cell phone behind, and left silently. Even Minamoto Minamoto couldn't tell whether this ninja had gone to rest obediently.
After a while, Yuan Zhisheng picked up the phone. At first glance, it looked like an artistic photo of two women, but Yuan Zhisheng could tell at a glance that it was a man and a woman, and the most beautiful one among them was a man.
He was carrying a long cherry-red knife and smiling warmly at the monitor, like a performer thanking the audience and announcing his return.
Yuan Zhisheng was not surprised. When he saw photos of a performance called "Kazema Ruri" on the CNN news network, Yuan Zhisheng was not absolutely sure that it was Yuan Zhisheng at that time, but now he is sure.
Even though he clearly remembered that he killed his brother, threw his body into a wastewater well, covered it with a cast iron manhole cover, and fastened a heavy iron lock...
The hot spring pool was completely quiet, with only the sound of water flowing through the copper pipes transporting the pool water. In the silence, Yuan Zhisheng fell asleep. He had a dream, dreaming that he was back in the mountains of Shikatori County... where he
Not yet the patriarch or the young master.
The town is built around the 800-year-old Shikatori Shrine. Half of the people in the town work for the Shikatori Shrine. The town mainly makes a living by selling souvenirs to tourists who enter the mountain.
When he was a teenager, Yuan Zhisheng was not the head of the Yuan family who was looked up to by everyone and feared by everyone. He was just a poor boy who stayed in an alcoholic's house.
No one knew that he had a younger brother at that time. That younger brother was like a girl, smart and cute. He learned everything very quickly. He memorized all the dances and etiquette in the shrine after watching them once. He danced better than those in the shrine.
The palace secretary is pretty good-looking.
Minamoto believed that his younger brother was suitable to inherit Shikatori Shrine, but he killed his younger brother with his own hands.
Now Yuan Jingnu is back, like a ghost escaping from hell.
…
The wind rustled the leaves, and the fallen cherry blossoms drifted away.
The cold wind caressed his face, and Yuan Zhisheng suddenly woke up. A cold cherry blossom fell on his head, and his whole body felt warm after soaking in the pool.
Yuan Zhisheng didn't know how long he slept, he got up and left the hot spring.
Yabuki Sakura was already waiting with the ironed suit. Without saying a word, he put on the lining and spread his hands. Yabuki Sakura put the suit on him and neatly arranged the collar and sleeves. Minamoto put on the suit again.
The two knives were inserted into the compartment under the ribs of the jacket.
The two of them didn't say a word, but Minamoto was suddenly pulled by Yabuki Sakura as she passed by her.
"cherry?"
"Young Master, have you decided?" Yabuki Sakura lost her usual calmness and her tone fluctuated, "That is almost impossible!"
Minamoto was silent. As his retainer, Yabuki Sakura would only follow him, no matter if he was facing the fleeing ghosts or the ferocious dragon-blooded monsters. He was confident that even in the face of death, Yabuki Sakura would follow him closely.
pace of.
But today, his beautiful girl stopped him for the first time.
But Yuan Zhisheng was not surprised, after all, the enemy he faced next was enough to give him death.
"Nothing is impossible, but if you don't have courage, you are doomed to fail." Minamoto Zhisheng pushed away Yabuki Sakura's hand and held his hand, "Besides, I am the head of the family, and my father has retired and he cannot order me to lead.
Returning the painting of pear clothes is the responsibility and mission that every parent should bear, and death does not matter."
Yuan Zhisheng took a step forward and suddenly stopped.
"Even if I die, you must remain calm and don't draw a knife on Jiang Jun. It will only kill you in vain. You can't even beat Chen Motong beside him... Besides, I have never hated him, but more of respect...
...and ashamed.
"I only represent the force and bloodline that everyone should have. When it comes to exercising the rights of our master, you are more powerful than me. Even if I die, you can take my place and complete the God-killing tonight with my father.
"I hope that when my blood is poured on Jiang Jun, he will understand the fate of the Sheqi family and allow you to bring back Eriki.
"One last thing, if I die, after these things are over, you can go to Shikatori County on my behalf..."