Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

But the two of them must be separated.

So starting from having Minamoto Chitose come to rescue Sakurai Kogure, the location, time, including the executive with little fighting power, everything was calculated long ago.

It’s just a pity that Genjiro doesn’t buy it.

On the contrary, she realized something from Tachibana Masamune's actions.

She, Minamoto no Chisei, and Uesugi Erii are actually siblings. They are all descendants of the previous emperor and the emperor's last inheritance, and are irreplaceable.

No matter how much Herzog knows about genes, he cannot create an emperor out of thin air. Therefore, in the original work, Yuan Zhinv assassinated the king many times, but was never really punished.

Likewise, the three of them will never die easily because none of them can be missing.

After figuring this out, Yuan Zhinu suddenly felt enlightened.

She simply lay down on the ground, closed her eyes and began to doze off, too lazy to look at that fake family anymore.

She was injured and bleeding, and if she wasn't treated, she might really die, but she didn't care at all. She was even fearless and confident.

As the night deepened, the temperature dropped, the noisy sounds gradually faded, the people coming and going on the street became groups of two or three, and finally the street was completely empty.

It seems to always be like this, people come and go in this world, but in the end they all return to where they belong. The streets are empty, with only homeless people lying aimlessly in a corner, like a stray dog.

I don't know how much time had passed, but just before Genjiro was about to lose consciousness, she heard a slight sound, someone approaching.

She opened her eyes lazily and saw the dirty Sakurai Kogure standing in front of her. She was covered in mud from head to toe, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

"Are you okay?" she asked cautiously, her eyes filled with concern and worry.

Yuan Zhinv shook her head slightly. She was not surprised by her appearance. She just let her help her up.

On the empty long street, two girls supported each other and limped towards the distance. In the slightly rising golden morning light, their backs were stretched out.

……

The address given by General Wang is a club not far from Shinjuku District.

Along the way, Sakurai Kogure seemed to have a lot of questions, and hesitant to ask them, but in the end he didn't ask them.

It was just because the girl she was supporting looked as pale and thin as a handful of fresh snow, as if she would melt at any time.

They walked into the low-key luxurious house in silence.

The man wearing the noble mask had been waiting for a long time.

He sat there, flipping through a newspaper, with a glass of amber wine in his hand, sparkling in the golden morning light.

Seeing the two girls coming back, he stood up happily: "Oh, my girls are back."

He came over excitedly and asked Yuan Zhinv with great concern: "Are you seriously injured? Poor child, I have prepared something for you..."

Before he could finish his words, Yuan Zhinv had already drawn her knife and slashed down without blinking.

The moment the head fell to the ground, bright red blood splattered far away, soaking the newspaper on the ground, staining the white walls, and even splashing on Yuan Zhinv's pale face.

This scene was too sudden and too bloody. After being stunned for a long while, Sakurai Kogure suddenly let out a shrill scream.

From beginning to end, Yuan Zhinv had a blank expression on her face.

She casually wiped the warm blood off her face, took the cup of bloodline potion from the table and poured it on the ground, then spoke slowly, enunciating each word, her voice as cold as ice.

"Have I ever told you that I really hate your mask?"

"And, fuck you! Who the hell is your good kid?"

Chapter 12 It’s ok, I’ll die first

Finally doing what she had wanted to do for a long time, Gen Chinu was in an unexpectedly good mood, and it seemed that even her wound didn't hurt much anymore.

She took a breath, threw away the knife in her hand, and said to Sakurai Kogure who was standing beside her with a horrified face: "Stop screaming, someone who doesn't know would think I'm killing a pig."

Sakurai Kogure's voice choked, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

This mysterious girl who appeared out of nowhere just chopped off the head of a strange man with her backhand. At this moment, the masked head was still lying on the ground with its eyes wide open, but she was as calm as if she was cutting a watermelon.

Yuan Zhinu sat down casually. She had already lost too much blood and had exerted too much force, so she felt a little dizzy. She did not try to hold on, but propped up her head and half-closed her eyes.

"I'm a little tired and need to rest. Can you clean these up?"

She looked at Sakurai Kogure sincerely: "Thank you for your help."

Sakurai Kogure's face turned red, and a lot of words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

Sakurai Kogure felt that he might be finished. He finally escaped from the wolf's den, but ended up meeting a psychopath, and a seriously ill one at that.

Her life was like walking on thin ice, and it seemed that she would never be able to reach the other side.

She saw fear and horror in Yuan Zhinu's eyes, so how could she dare to refuse her order? She just went to pack up obediently.

It was just that there was too much bright red blood, and she was still young, so she couldn't help retching when she wiped it. Yuan Zhinu saw this and comforted her: "It's okay, there's always a first time, you'll get used to it in the future."

What are you used to?

Sakurai Kogure didn't dare to ask.

The future number three figure of the Ghost Clan, under the leadership of the number two figure, the first thing he did on his first day in the Ghost Clan was to collect the bodies of their number one figure. They were very united and friendly.

Yuan Zhinv didn't even look at the gradually cooling corpse. She knew clearly that the so-called king generals were just shadow warriors controlled by Herzog, and they could not be killed.

So when the king appeared before her again the next day, intact, she didn't even bother to raise her eyes.

Wang Jiang's neck was intact, without even a trace of scar. He really had no scars because he was simply replaced by a different person.

However, Sakurai Kogure didn't know this. The shock she saw yesterday when a dead person suddenly came back to life was no less than a zombie, especially since she was the one who cleaned up the corpse herself.

She was so scared that she screamed like a chicken, and finally her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

But neither the king general nor Yuan Zhinu looked at her for even a second.

Wang Jiang smiled and greeted Yuan Zhinv: "Good morning, Zhinv, did you sleep well last night?"

His tone was so natural and friendly, as if what happened last night had never happened, and there was a strange smile on the mask of the nobleman.

Yuan Zhinu glanced at him and said casually, "Not bad."

Her wounds had not been treated and she had lost a lot of blood. She was now somewhat infected and had a fever. Her pale face was replaced by an abnormal blush, but her expression was still calm, as if she did not find anything strange about coming back to life.

The king paused with his weird smile on his face. He looked Yuan Zhinu up and down, and finally couldn't help but asked the question in his heart: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yuan Zhinv asked back: "What are you afraid of?"

The king looked at her steadily, and suddenly smiled after a while, but there was no smile in his eyes, which were as cold as ice.

Yuan Zhinu was too lazy to play along any longer, and waved her hand casually, looking like a tyrant who was leaving the court after reporting something. "Do you have anything else to do? If not, please find me a doctor."

"Don't bring your useless medicine. I won't drink it."

It was a statement in a declarative tone, leaving no room for negotiation.

The smile on Wang Jiang's face slowly faded, and the coldness in his eyes was not concealed at all. He looked at Yuan Zhinv coldly: "Zhinv, my patience is limited."

Yuan Zhinv didn't even raise her eyelids: "That's it, if there's nothing else, I'll die first."

After saying this, he closed his eyes without waiting for General Wang to react.

Wang Jiang: “?”

The general's expression froze for a moment, but before he realized what was happening, Minamoto Chitose's voice rang out again.

She closed her eyes and added weakly but casually, "Oh, by the way, don't worry, I'm not as powerful as you, teacher. If I die, I'm really dead. I will never be resurrected. Don't worry."

Wang Jiang: “…”

It's hard to tell whether this is a threat or not.

He looked at the girl with her eyes closed with a uncertain look, but he didn't find anything unusual.

The girl had an open expression, with a hint of fatigue lingering between her brows. She looked a little listless due to the fever, as if she had lost interest in everything. She looked like she was going to die if things didn't work out for her, as she didn't really want to live anyway.

Could it be that... he was too stimulated?

Seeing that your only relative, the brother who you have depended on since childhood, has another sister, do you just give up on yourself and become desperate?

The general Wang, who really couldn't think of the reason, thought suspiciously. Apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any other reason.

The source girl has been under his surveillance since she was a fetus, and has never been out of his control until she grew up.

But at this moment he found that he couldn't quite understand this girl.

Compared to the simple Yuan Zhisheng, Yuan Zhinu is as smart as a different species, which makes him have to be vigilant.

But he couldn't really watch Minamoto no Chino die, as that would disrupt his plans.

He hadn't experienced this kind of suffocating feeling for many years, where he was so angry that he had to hold his nose and save the culprit, as if he was punching cotton.

He took a deep breath and finally chose to compromise in front of his grand plan. He had been patient for so many years and would never let down at such a critical moment.

The king will find a doctor for Yuan Zhinu.

Genji's injuries were not actually serious. They were mostly skin injuries. However, they were not treated for a long time, resulting in severe blood loss and some infection.

But these are not problems, the body strengthened by dragon blood has a strong recovery ability.

The king had been observing her, and seemed somewhat wary.

Genjitsu didn't care at all, and even said frankly that she needed to become stronger and asked the king what to do.

When she asked this question, it was as natural as if she was asking an elder for advice about the future. It was so natural and justified.

Wang Jiang was at a loss as to what to do. He was stunned for a long time and even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

However, Yuan Zhinv was very good-tempered and repeated it patiently.

"I feel like I'm a little weak right now. Teacher, is there any way you can make me stronger?"

"When can I chop off your head without you noticing?"

Wang Jiang: “?”

Chapter 13 Then Become a Devil