"Really?" The man in red suddenly raised his breath, and the blood came to his eyes, turning into an extremely sharp sword. Its dazzling intensity was no less than that of the demon sword Muramasa that day. His eyes were like a knife at this moment.

It is an adjective, but a reality. If it were an ordinary person, just this glance would have hurt his eyes and even stabbed his brain.

In Japanese ninjutsu, there is a strange ninjutsu called "Metō". In Chinese medicine, the eyes can be divided into five elements, which correspond to the five internal organs. The man in red uses secret methods to practice the eyes, and then cooperates with the power of the five internal organs to suddenly burst out.

Received surprising results.

In ancient times, ninjas were sure to kill with one hit, so they often had many weird and unpredictable killing techniques, and Meukata was definitely second to none.

Although Nako Miyamoto lowered her head, this glance struck her "Baihui point", and she trembled as if struck by lightning. "Baihui" is the large point of the Du Vein, which is extremely delicate, but she still sat on her knees and reported

Said: "Yes."

"Okay." The man in red looked away, lazily raised his glass and drank it all, and said, "I'm here this time for the thing that your sister didn't finish twenty years ago."

Nako Miyamoto thought to herself: "It is indeed that matter. It seems that he still doesn't give up."

The guest in red said: "The line of truth that your sister brought back was fake. After my cultivation, I became half-paralyzed and almost lost all my cultivation. My teacher at that time was also furious, so I sent her to death.

, Sigh... I have regretted being a teacher for twenty years!"

Miyamoto Nako said: "The Chinese people are cunning. Sorado clearly saw through my sister's identity back then, but he remained calm and instead passed on a false line of truth. My sister made such a big mistake, and the master's treatment was reasonable. Nako didn't

Dare to dissent."

"It's best if you think so." The guest in red said: "I am paralyzed in half of my body. After twenty years of treatment, I still can't fully recover. I have to live in seclusion in Hokkaido. The only way to truly recover is to seize a line of true metaphors.

I hope, Naoko, will you help the master?"

"The master has an order, how dare the disciple disobey it?"

"Okay." The guest in red laughed loudly and said: "Naiko, you are indeed a good disciple of my teacher. This time, my teacher estimates that this bronze-faced man must be one of the two brothers, Tianyi and Tianming. Regardless of

How about this, we must get a true metaphor from him this time."

Miyamoto Nako said: "Disciple must do his best! Fulfill your wish for the master!"

"Very good." The guest in red nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "By the way, how is little Nayue? When I saw her, she was still a stumbling baby. Twenty years have passed, and my teacher has treated her so well.

I miss you so much, why don’t you go and bring her over and keep her by my knees for a few days?"

"He wants Natsuki as a hostage?" Nako Miyamoto is certainly not a fool. She knows very well that this is a move by the guest in red to blackmail her and make her obedient.

She raised her head and said: "Nayue must miss you very much, so it would be nice to move here."

The guest in red said: "Okay, then go ahead and come back quickly."

Nako Miyamoto paused, stood up, bowed and left. She was very respectful throughout the whole process, fully demonstrating the submissiveness and gentleness of Japanese women.

"Master, can she be trusted?"

After Miyamoto Nako had completely exited, Chijun Hattori, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked.

The guest in red played with the cup in his hand, with a sarcastic smile on his lips. He had delicate features, and with such a smile, he looked unusually coquettish. In their lineage, the men were handsome, the women were pretty, and everyone was inadvertently

Always showing a strange and charming look, "What do you think?"

"I find it completely untrustworthy, this woman..."

"Pa Nirvana True Immortal!" The guest in red turned over his sleeves and threw his long sleeves on Hattori Qianjun's cheek. The latter screamed and fell to the ground, with bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth.

This move of "turning the cup inside the sleeve" is very cool and unrestrained. The most rare thing is that it is smooth and smooth. It coordinates perfectly with his stretching movements. The movements are so fast that even a master of energy transfer like Hattori Chijun cannot dodge.

"Remember, she is your second senior sister, not "this woman"."

"Yes, Master." Hattori Chijun received a slap. Although the sound was loud, the injury was not serious. He knelt down and said, "Second Senior Sister seems to be respectful, but it is unknown what she is thinking in her heart."

"Okay." The guest in red packed his sleeves, sat up slowly, and said, "Go and open the door, another guest is here."

This guest has not yet entered the door, but the gift has already arrived. It is an emerald in the shape of a bee. The whole is crystal clear and has a good color. The most rare thing is that the two wings of the bee are also carved lifelike, and they seem to vibrate with a slight blow.

The wings fly away.

The man in red put the green bee on the low table, and then said to the visitor: "Are you the son of Ichiro Watanabe? The Yamaguchi-gumi is very prosperous now!"

Watanabe Hideki had already taken a shower and put on a traditional Japanese kimono. He knelt down in front of the guest in red with a sincere expression and said, "Exactly."

The guest in red said: "Very good, for us Japanese men, bees are the mascot for a prosperous career and for dreams to come true. I like this gift very much."

"It makes me very happy that you like it." Watanabe Hideki said.

The guest in red looked at the young man who came to his door and knelt in front of him, and said: "However, to fulfill your wish, you cannot rely on mascots."

Watanabe Hideki said: "You are right, so in addition to the mascot, I also have a gift to offer, please be sure to accept it."

"Oh? Really? Tell me about it?"

"A true metaphor!"

"What did you say?" Rao is a guest in red. Facing what he has been dreaming about for decades, he can't help but feel a little nervous.

At this moment, Hideki Watanabe caught it. He sneered secretly: "You are as cunning as a ghost and so arrogant. I have caught your thoughts. As long as you ask for something, I am not afraid of you being disobedient."

Come and drink my young master’s foot-washing water.”

However, although he sneered in his heart, his face became more respectful and humble, "I believe that seniors must have heard of this strange book of the Central Plains. It was originally a collection of the essence of the nine major sects of the Central Plains in the late Ming Dynasty. It contains martial arts."

The highest secret, unfortunately, has not been handed down to the world. Nowadays, there are only two people in the world who know the same lineage of true metaphors."

"One of them has come to Japan..."

The guest in red slowly tapped one of his fingers, and a cold, sharp wind and snow murderous aura gradually emanated from his body. This murderous aura was very thin at first, but slowly became thicker, and was suppressed like a shock.

Big waves.

Watanabe Hideki sat on his knees, facing the power of the man in red. He felt very small, as if he was in front of the mountains and the sea, just in the northernmost part of Hokkaido. In the sea of ​​ice and snow, rocks fell from the peaks, and the waves stopped the flying boats. He couldn't help but sigh.

Create a sense of awe.

He struggled to hold on, and couldn't help but put his arms on the floor, his teeth chattering, "Senior?"

The man in red did not take back his power, "Go on."

"There is a bronze-faced man, his true identity is a Taoist priest, Huotianyi... He knows a line of true metaphors, and he has a fatal weakness..." Watanabe Hideki said this sentence is not long

He paused several times, and his forehead, back, and palms were all covered in sweat, "I know this weakness..."

The guest in red said: "What's the weakness?"
Chapter completed!