Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

"Or I will chop you to pieces with my sword to relieve my hatred."

The miniature little tiger transformed by one of the four spirits was obviously the target of anger, but dared not say anything. Although it was the guardian spirit of Heian-kyo and the white tiger that dominated killing, it was like a newborn baby and its intelligence was not very high. It was hit on the head by Yuan Qingya and pierced through its body. It was a little scared.

Hearing such a fierce tone, how could I dare to say anything?

It inexplicably felt that this seemingly frail young man in front of it really had the means to kill it completely.

Seeing the kitten-like white tiger spirit lying on the ground trembling and pretending to be dead, Yuan Qingya had a lot of resentment that he could not vent. He gritted his teeth, suddenly looked up at his second brother, and said bitterly: "Second brother, you go back to Kyoto, and I will keep one of the four spirits by my side."

"The Four Symbols Soul Plate is the guardian of Heian-kyo. If one of the four spirits is lost, it is definitely a heinous crime that the Kamo family cannot bear!"

“This is the handle”

"Help me kill them and vent my anger!"

Yuan Zhengya was stunned and said hesitantly: "But didn't your concubine say..."

Yuan Qingya waved his hand heavily.

"She's right. It could indeed be Minamoto no Raikou who is behind this."

"But we can't just keep silent about this!"

"You use this secret to threaten the Kamo family and make them make concessions!"

"Whether it's money, power, or land, we need to strike a balance so that they are injured but not killed!"

"Keep them until I return to Heian-kyō."

"Kamo family, Minamoto no Yorimitsu"

"No one can escape!!"

Yuan Qingya took a few rapid breaths, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and stared gloomily in the direction of Heian-kyo. The smile on the corner of his mouth curved up, becoming particularly eerie and terrifying.

"She just cried, I heard her."

"Whoever made her cry, I will let him die!"

Chapter 289 Wake up

Time flows like water and years pass like pages of a book.

In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.

Yuan Qingya's face became much more haggard. He sat cross-legged, somewhat disregarding his image, on the corridor of his bedroom near the courtyard, with his head lowered and a dull look in his eyes.

The autumn sunshine is a bit bleak.

Not long ago, he had just lost Xing and Achai. Although he found them back in the end, he had already shouldered an unexpected heavy burden.

He made a deal with a being he greatly feared.

Sold out.

free.

In the silence, the sound of light footsteps was heard.

Yuan Qingya's body moved undetectably and he slowly raised his head.

He had told his men that he wanted to be alone for a while, and there shouldn't be anyone who would go against his wishes, at least not in this city.

What came into view was a face I hadn't seen for a long time.

A young girl in a blue and white kimono came in gracefully. Her makeup and clothes were luxurious enough. Her face was as calm and elegant as ever, with the bookish air of a lady from a noble family.

Behind her, there were ghost lights dancing and green lanterns floating in the air, leading the way ahead.

She looked at the somewhat thin and frustrated face, and a subtle but obvious ripple appeared on her calm face.

The lips painted with light blue lip gloss opened and closed hesitantly a few times, and before she spoke, her trembling breathing could be heard.

The girl ignored the dust on her kimono, bent down and squatted, looking at Yuan Qingya who was sitting cross-legged.

"Awaited."

"I am back."

Yuan Qingya's originally dead eyes were given a glimmer of life by the appearance of the girl in front of him.

He tried his best to give a forced smile.

"Welcome back."

"I"

He squeezed out a word, then he didn't know what to say anymore, he just stopped there.

Say what?

He had a very high opinion of himself, but he bowed his head before natural disasters and man-made calamities, and lost the lives of those around him. He could only helplessly use his only dignity and ability to buy them back.

What's there to say?

As for him, since he came back through time, although he has not made rapid progress or become unrivaled in his abilities, at least he has been sailing smoothly. He has also successfully resolved the setbacks he encountered and his life journey has been smooth.

This failure was really a big blow to him.

"I heard it, I know everything, you are not wrong."

"You just don't want Xing to die."

"Don't blame yourself, Qingya."

"I went to take a look, and everything was very strange. Why did Chai happen to hear the method of becoming a dog god and then kill himself?"

"Why is there a monster haunting the shrine in Edo Castle, and why is it targeting Xing?"

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"I'm afraid someone has been secretly fanning the flames and pushing you to this point."

Qingxuandeng gently held Yuan Qingya's hand and nodded at his confused gaze.

"It's okay, I'm back."

"I'm sorry I couldn't be with you at that time, but..."

"From now on, no one will be able to plot against you anymore."

"As long as I'm alive!"

The girl's words were full of affection, and they warmed Yuan Qingya's heart, but when he thought of the transactions he had experienced, he could only smile helplessly.

"But it's too late."

"I seem to have gone astray."

"You don't know what I did. I."

Before he could finish his words, Qing Xingdeng interrupted him firmly.

"In time."

"We will face it together. It's not too late."

"Even if it's too late, I will go with you."

Yuan Qingya shook his head weakly.

"But I've figured it out."

"The end of this road may be... hell."

"Then let's go to hell together!"

Qing Xingdeng didn't give Yuan Qingya a chance to refuse. After saying this, she slowly moved closer to him, put her arms around his waist, slowly and forcefully tightened her arms, buried half of her face in Yuan Qingya's chest, and greedily breathed in the nostalgic scent on his body that was similar to the sunshine.

"I miss you so much."

And at this moment, after some lingering words, the space twisted, the picture froze, and then shattered.

In the passenger seat of the business car, Uesugi Kiyoshi slowly opened his eyes.

"Is that all?"

"My memories and the memory fragments in these Hundred Demons Scrolls are always avoiding something."

"He is the person that Minamoto Kiyomasa was trading with, and the final enemy of Heian-kyō."

"Interesting. You can't even mention the name?"

"That must be a god or something like that."

"I have the ability to transform dead people or animals into monsters. I have signed a contract with my predecessor, and it seems to have given me the ability to kill demons and gods directly."

"That is the Mingshen Sword Qi."

“There are only so many clues.”

"Damn it, this is totally clueless!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was already very familiar with the abrupt end of these memory scrolls without saying goodbye.

Although it was a bit uncomfortable, he could understand it.

When facing a powerful enemy, it is always better to be cautious.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, Anzi was already sleeping soundly on Touwen Maki's shoulder. Touwen Maki was also dozing with her eyes closed. I couldn't tell if she was really asleep or meditating.

Uesugi Qing exhaled and rolled down the car window.

The scenery outside the window is no longer as desolate as on the national highway, but has become more like the steel jungle of a big city.

This indicates that it should be coming soon.

"Ueno-senpai, how long will it take?"

After asking quietly, Ueno Sanishi, who was driving, quickly replied: "Uesugi-kun, we will be able to reach Kyoto in half an hour. I can't say how long it will take to get to Master Akutagawa's place. It depends on the traffic conditions in Kyoto."

"If all goes well, you can meet up with Master Akutagawa before three o'clock."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded silently, took out his cell phone from his pocket, played with it non-stop, pulled up the address book, and stared at the few names on it in a daze.

Without hesitating for a few minutes, he pressed the call button.