The Japanese story between me and them is not scary

"Let me introduce myself..." The leader is a long-haired beauty with jet-black hair. Her eyes are as deep as her hair, which reminds Beiyuan of the appearance of the Dragon Mark clan...

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, with a mysterious smile, she looked at Toshin's real name, looked very polite, bowed slightly, and hung a black sword on her waist, which seemed to be one of the famous swords.

"My name is Long Wenlian, and I major in Frost Sky Broken Moon Stream... I am the successor of the current school of the Long Wen family..."

"Gaoqiaoshu, majoring in chopping wood and chopping rocks..." Holding a steel rod, the burly Gaoqiaoshu has a serious expression.

"Bei Chuan Yue, majoring in Yan Huo Liu..." Bei Chuan Yue, whose palm was wrapped in white bandages and who was not carrying a weapon, smiled at Dong Shen's real name. His temper seemed to be very good.

"Zuo... Zuoyue Mengya, what she cultivated is... the technique of flying..." The somewhat timid little girl hid behind Long Wenlian, leaning her head slightly.

"My name is Qingmushi. This beauty, you are so beautiful. If I beat you, can you become my fourth wife?" The handsome Qingmushi had a frivolous expression.

"I... My name is Tokugawa Masamune... I don't have any majors..." Dongshin Masamura also politely introduced herself...

Ok?

When the five people heard the self-introduction of Dongshen's real name, they all showed surprise...

Tokugawa...

It's a royal family name...

"Well, is she still a princess... What a big head... Then I can't pursue you casually..." Qing Mushi scratched his head as if he had a headache.

"People from the royal family, don't take the initiative to seek death..." Long Wenlian glanced at him.

"I think so too..." Qing Mushi patted his head, and then he looked at Long Wenlian: "Then why don't you marry me, Lianjiang, after all, I have been pursuing you for a long time..."

"Guys who can't beat me are not qualified to marry me..." Long Wenlian remained expressionless.

"Ah... so... I think so, but this is really hopeless..."

"That's a lot of nonsense, if you guys don't go up, I'll be the first one up..." Takahashi Shu showed a very impatient look...

"Well, Takahashi, you too, I know you really want to show yourself in front of that ridiculously beautiful witch in your family, and then get a little closer to her, but you have to be patient anyway... After all, the other party is also a girl Child." Bei Chuanyue was a little helpless.

Gao Qiaoshu ignored him.

"Beichuan, I heard that there have been some problems at your house recently. A little guy named Hitomi Beichuan ran into the restricted area. How is it? Has anyone been found?" Aoki suddenly asked Beichuan with a smile.

"Is this kind of thing a person of your status can ask?" Bei Chuanyue's expression darkened, and he looked at Qingmushi indifferently.

"Well, don't be angry, I just care about your family's affairs..."

"Hmph...a fearless person..." Beichuan snorted coldly.

"Long...Sister Longwen, can I...can I not fight?" Zuo Yue Mengya looked around in panic, she didn't like to come to crowded places.

"No, because this opportunity to learn from each other is rarely encountered..." Long Wenlian looked at Dongshen's real name with a smile...

"Princess... Your Highness... May I call you that?"

"what?"

Dongshin's real name, who was curiously listening to the conversation between them, immediately realized that she first said "ah", and then nodded quickly...

"It's okay... it's okay... no... but... I won't be his wife... please let him give up that idea." She pointed to Qing Mushi who proposed to her from the beginning.

Because I'm already Kitahara-kun's wife...

She spoke inwardly again.

Little did he know that her words were completely heard by Bei Yuan.

"Huh?" Qing Mushi was stunned... and then he looked puzzled.

Why do we have to emphasize this sentence?

"Hahaha...you guy, it seems you were rejected..." Bei Chuanyue smiled happily.

"Tsk, it's really sad. It's the first time I've encountered such a situation where I can't wait to break up with me immediately..." Qing Mushi curled his lips.

"That guy is a proposal fanatic, you don't have to be as knowledgeable as him, Your Highness..." Long Wenlian reached out and grabbed the handle of the Taidao in her hand.

"Then, Your Highness, I won't say much else. I'll make a long story short. In fact, we came here because we saw that Her Highness's strength is somewhat unusual, so I couldn't bear it, and wanted to compete with Her Highness. Fan, I wonder if Her Royal Highness can agree to our request, of course, we will not hurt Her Royal Highness..."

After saying this, she bowed to Dongshen's real name...

In this era, although the Tokugawa family is a royal family, her Ryumon clan is not weaker than the Tokugawa clan. In a certain situation, her status is actually equal to that of the Tokugawa princess...

Seeing Longwenlian performing such politeness, Dongshen's real name's expression moved slightly, and then he immediately looked at Qingmushi with an inexplicable expression.

"In this case, let him come and compete with me first..."

She pointed at Qingmushi with a firm expression.

The little guy has her own persistence. Although she doesn't have much confidence in many aspects, she has no hesitation or compromise on the matter that she is Beiyuan's wife and only belongs to him.

Likewise, she wouldn't let anyone propose to her easily.

Even if you just talk about it, it won't work...

"Me?" Qing Mushi was stunned for a moment, he looked at Dongshen's real name and the firmness in her eyes, and was slightly stunned in his heart.

I seem to have offended this seemingly harmless girl...

He scratched his head awkwardly.

I didn't expect her to take it so seriously...

He just hilariously out of habit.

In this case...

"Okay..." He smiled slightly, picked up the wooden knife, and walked slowly to Dongshen's real name.

"Please advise." He said loudly to Dongshen's real name, and raised the wooden knife.

If you want me to apologize, you have to beat me.

"Then... I'm starting..." Dongshen Zhenming took a deep breath...holding the handle of the wooden knife tightly with both hands.

Psychic energy surges...

Wrap your arms slowly...

"I'm cultivating Xinfengliu, for the way of swordsmanship... Please be careful..." Qingmushi lifted the long knife, and the energy circulated in his body.

"The current you, although possessing great power, is unable to defeat these people in terms of skills, so the experience of fighting these people is the best improvement for you. You should first feel the pressure they bring , and then...leave it to me..." Bei Yuan spoke slowly in her mind.

clang!

The wooden knife collided with the wooden knife in the next second, making a cracking sound.

"Well, the strength is so great..." As soon as he touched it, Qingmushi's pupils shrank slightly...

This kind of power can be used by a weak girl...

Is it even stronger than he imagined...

so…

Things seem to be getting interesting...

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his eyes were gradually replaced by fanaticism...

Then... the sword in the hand changed slightly.

"New Fengliu Three Styles, Broken Wind..."

Whoa!

Just as a storm came upon her in an instant, in the eyes of Dongshen's real name, the blue wood and stone arms in front of her seemed to stir up the wind and clouds, and the extremely fierce wind swallowed her whole body...

It is obviously a wooden knife, but there is a cyan halo emerging on its surface. If you look carefully, it is surrounded by circles of wind...

"Well..." Under such a blow, Dongshen's real name's body retreated directly...

The wooden knife in his hand made a crackling sound from time to time, which was the sound made when the chopped wind hit its surface.

"Concentrate on...protect yourself with spiritual energy..." Bei Yuan said in her heart.

"Okay..." Dongshen obeyed with his real name...

"Feel the wind pressure..." Bei Yuan continued.

"I know... I know..." Although the expression was a bit laborious, she still felt it seriously.

then…

"Did you see that line?" Bei Yuan asked her.

"I see..." she said softly...

"Okay, then, cut over and use all your strength..." Bei Yuan immediately said.

hum!

Psychic tremors filled the entire surface of the wooden knife, and then...

Slash!

Boom!

Like the air bursting...

Aoki Shi's expression changed instantly...

Because...his sword move...was cut open!

hum!

The gust of wind dissipated instantly.

"How... how..." His expression was instantly replaced by surprise.

"Do you know what that is?" At this time, Beiyuan asked the girl in the body of Dongshen's real name.

"what is that?"

"That's gas..."

"Qi?" Dongshen's real name froze for a moment.

"Well, that thing can be imitated with psionic power. I want you to see it, so that you can learn their swordsmanship independently. This is also the most important step for you to become stronger..." Beiyuan said in her heart, He seemed to have noticed the Qingmushi not far away whose expression changed.

"Okay, since today's goal has been achieved, then leave it to me. Now you can't beat him..."

"Oh..." Dongshen's real name was decisively changed back to Beiyuan...

"How...how is it possible, that's my way of swordsmanship..." Qing Mushi was suspicious of life at this moment.

Because the opponent didn't use any kendo, but used brute force to cut his kendo...

This kind of thing is really hard for him to accept...

But the fact is that...

and so…

He looked at Dongshen's real name...

Then I froze again...

The indifferent eyes and the domineering aura rose from her body...

This aura, this pressure...

It's like two different people...

Is this girl the same girl as before?

Inexplicably, such a thought popped up in his heart...

Because Dongshen's real name at this time is completely different from the feeling she gave him just now...

If the Eastern God's real name just now was a fierce tiger with its fangs exposed, then the Eastern God's real name at this time...is a...monster...

Scary monsters...

but…

Although he was extremely puzzled and uneasy, his expression became serious, and the wooden knife in his hand was posed in a more profound sword style...

no words...

Both seem to have become silent...