"Sir General, this morning mist of Shinagawa Tower is carefully selected for you below. Yoshihara is the purest and most beautiful flower this year..."

On the second floor of the tea house in the middle of Nakano-machi Street, on the terrace with the best view, an old man in a black robe bowed to the young man who was drinking tea with the curtains down, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The old man had gray hair on the temples, sharp eyes, and a towering aquiline nose, giving people a sense of decisiveness.

"Hmph, no matter how nice it sounds, it's just a slightly agile caged bird..."

The young man put down the teacup in his hand, and stared condescendingly at the soul-stirring figure that slowly appeared in his sight, surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the team.

"Seeing that it still has some appearance, I will take it back to frame the lintel for the shogunate and continue the bloodline."

"The general is right."

However, in Ji Guan Zhiling's voice, it revealed the majesty of someone who made the forehead of the old man beside him slightly sweat, and who has been in high positions for a long time.

"...Wait, look, what is that?"

When his eyes fell on the Hua Kui, the young man who couldn't take it back suddenly got up in surprise and pointed his finger somewhere down...

"That, that is..."

The old man walked quickly to the leaning rail, and looked at the team in the road below like electricity.

"……Blood?!"

On the gravel road that was slowly dragged past with sleeves reaching the ground, there was a faint trace of red like fire, as well as shocking blood-colored footprints trampled by the following people...

The old man's eyes followed the blood trail all the way, and fell on the shadow in the center of the team, which was moving more slowly.

"I don't believe it anymore, I can't go any further, and everything is annihilated. Is it a great joy?"

Between the crowds crowded and the Taoist team swaggering across the city, it is difficult for those who are in it to notice...

However, the gorgeous light purple kimono on the oiran Asagiri, from the waist to the back, has quietly revealed a touch of blood.

The large fire patterns embroidered on the kimono seem to be really burning under the blood soaking...

Together with the white cherry blossom petals intertwined, it was also dyed with a dark red fire.

"I really love you, although it's too hasty"

At the same time, Asagiri, who was walking downstairs in the tea house, was walking downstairs in the tea house, and suddenly staggered under his feet...

"Where are you going, too much swinging, exhausted"

"what!!!!"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, she actually fell weakly towards the ground!

The oiran fell while he was in the middle of the road. Although it was not unprecedented, it was extremely rude.

"Go away!"

The white-haired old man leaned over the railing from the second floor with a vigorous figure, and then fell straight onto the long street, separated from the flow of people, and walked agilely in front of Chaowu...

"You...you know what to do..."

Looking at the morning mist that fell softly to the ground and more and more blood was flowing under him, he frowned and his voice was shaking with anger: "What will happen to the Shinagawa Building, or even the entire Yoshihara... consequences?"

"Master Zhuang Si..."

Lying in a pool of blood, Chao Wu's lips moved slightly, looking at the person in front of him with a blurred expression, his hands were weakly folded around his waist, instead of salute.

"Asagiri...the reason why I want to be an oiran...just for one person..."

If the layers of thick powder on her face were removed at this moment, what would be revealed would be a pretty, pale face with no blood.

"In this Hua Kui Dao, it's only once in a lifetime, for him alone..."

Asagiri's eyes were dull and airy, but the stubbornness and infatuation in his words were like heavy stones, pressing down Shoji Jinemon, who had always regarded human life like a mustard, out of breath.

"Chaowu has nowhere to escape, and he doesn't want to live up to the kindness of cultivation and cultivation in the building... But before the day when the cherry blossoms fill the mountains, but because of other men's courtesans, it's really a broken promise..."

His hands trembled in front of his chest like worshipping a **** and folded reverently. In Asagiri's large eyes that lost focus, the sunset glow that was as red as fire after the red sun disappeared, as if it could burn everything...

"Under the dilemma, the only option is to open up and apologize to show loyalty."

The last ray of light faded from her eyes, and her hands were weakly loosened to the sides...

"...It's a pity. It's only a month away from joining hands with him to see the cherry blossoms in the mountains."

She fluttered her sleeves and danced, as if a splendid butterfly fell into the sea of ​​​​bright red flowers, blooming a thrilling and fleeting beauty.

"Ha, ha ha ha ha ha... It's so stupid!"

Looking at the breathless Asagiri, Shoji Shinemon seemed to have seen something funny, and laughed wildly up to the sky.

Before the team in the Oiran Road left, Asagiri had quietly cut her abdomen...

To be able to endure the unforgettable pain, wear heavy clothing, walk the "eight-character step", and walk across a long street of hundreds of meters is already a miracle.

"Obviously he is a 'bird in a cage' as a human being, but he has to learn from the warriors of loyalty, benevolence and righteousness, and die for love..."

He lowered his head and looked at Chaowu's corpse, his eyes were full of resentment!

"Someone, hang her body outside the gate, and wait for her lover to come and meet..."

"Humph……"

Before Zhuang Sizhen's words were finished, a cold snort sounded behind him, making his back instantly soaked in cold sweat.

"You, Yoshihara, obviously have more than one 'too husband', but you gave me a 'selected' one that was the most disappointing... If you didn't deliberately hide evil intentions, then you're old, and you can't even see what's under your eyes. ."

"General, calm down, this is the negligence of the villain, please be sure to..."

Hearing these words, Zhuang Sizhen Youweimen did not care about being in front of everyone's eyes, and quickly knelt down on the ground humbly~lightnovelpub.net~ No need, the kindness of Lord Zhuang Si, the young general's heart... The general family, from generation to generation, from generation to generation, from generation to generation. There is no custom of forcing prostitutes! "

The young man with his hands behind his back and a half-moon hair combed his head softly inside the door, turned around and left in the direction of the back door.

"This matter is also caused by you and me. When I read this morning mist, I can be considered an infatuated woman. I sent it to Benmiao Temple for a good life and a good funeral... But this sacrifice is really a bad habit, and I will abolish it in the future!"

"Follow, follow orders."

During the conversation, the fiery afterglow of the setting sun has completely dissipated, and the night slowly shrouded the silent long street of Yoshihara...

No one noticed that the purple kimono with big sleeves on Asagiri's body was quietly sucking the blood from the ground into his body, becoming more and more coquettish and full.

……

"Boom..."

On the long street of Yoshihara, where the heat waves are surging and the sea of ​​volcanic soup is like a sea of ​​volcanic soup, Abe Temple, which is wrapped in blade armor, is already half of its body. , caught in the long street of disintegration.

"Boom..."

Even so, he still stubbornly moved his hands and turned into a round shield with the indiscernible blade light...

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