"Why hasn't Ichijō come back yet?"

The girl muttered as she walked. When she passed by a snack bar on the street, her eyebrows suddenly curved, and the pink cherry on her forehead became brighter.

"Bring some tri-colored dumplings back!

Ichijō seems to like eating them. "

The girl stopped in front of the shop. "But, if I do that, they will find out that I sneaked out, right?

Hmm … "

But she only hesitated for a moment, and then happily went into the shop to buy a bag of dumplings.

"Well … I just came out for a while!

It's okay. "

Humming a little tune, the girl walked briskly back to the inn.

In the next moment, a few Ronin with swords gradually surrounded her.

"Hey!

Little girl!

We are working so hard to protect the capital, and you are having fun here!

What kind of logic is this? "

"That's right!

Little girl!

Why don't you come and accompany us? "

"Accompany us for a day, and we will let you go, or else …" A few of them laughed. The surrounding people looked at them with disgust, but no one came forward to stop them.

The girl was stunned. Looking at the few tall figures in front of her, she tilted her head and innocently asked: "Are you people from Soso or Ranger-gumi?"

The few of them looked at each other, not understanding.

"Didn't you say that you are guarding the capital?" The girl's puzzled gaze made their faces ugly.

"Ah!

Not good!

The sky is dark!

I have been out for so long, I don't know if Ichijō has come back. "Looking up at the sky, the girl exclaimed and anxiously pushed away the man in front of her.

"Want to leave?!" The leading Ronin had a rough face. He grabbed her slender arm and sneered at her with a ferocious face.

"Take her there!" He pointed at a dark alley not far away and signaled the other two to restrain her.

"You want to do this the hard way!

How dare you compare us to those Ranger-gumi. Today, we will let you know how powerful we are! "

"Let me go!" The girl was stunned for a moment, and her face was red. She used all her strength but still couldn't break free from the man's grip.

She felt a little regretful. If she knew this would happen, she would have listened to Ali and not run around.

What should he do now?

Seeing that the alley was getting closer and closer, the girl finally stopped struggling. This made the people who thought that she had accepted her fate feel an inexplicable sense of pride.

However, in the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore.

"Ali!

Help! "

"Ali!

Wu … wu … "Suddenly, a pair of rough hands covered half of her face, including her mouth.

The young girl struggled with all her might. Hot tears fell from her beautiful and clear almond-shaped eyes. Because her mouth was covered, she could only sob softly.

"Ichijō, what's wrong?"

The young man walking beside Hajime Saito saw the sudden change in his expression. He stopped and glanced at him as if nothing had happened.

"Director, you guys go first. I'll catch up with you soon."

Without explaining why, the black-clothed youth subconsciously gripped the saber at his side. After calmly throwing down these words, he hurriedly turned a corner not far away.

"Director!

What's wrong?

Where did Saito go? "Hijikata Toshizo was clearly paying attention to the surrounding situation.

"I don't know. If you're curious, you can catch up and find out." Okita Sōji shrugged and followed with interest.

The remaining few people looked at each other and chased after him in unison.

"Ah … Ichijō runs so fast!"

"Haha!

Hirasuke, your legs are too short. After all, you're short! "

"Ah!

Mr. Shinhachi is too much!

Mr. Zuo Zhi, you should scold him too! "

"Hey!

Don't be too lax! "Hearing the noise behind him, Hijikata Toshizo couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to scold them.

Hirasuke shut his mouth and stared at the two people who were looking at the sky but not at him.

In the dark alley.

The cold-faced youth didn't hesitate to knock out the last samurai with the back of his saber and put it back into the scabbard.

"Woo …" The girl with messy clothes suddenly jumped into his arms and cried, "I'll never go out again!"

Hajime Saito's face was cold. He let her do whatever she wanted and silently took her away from the darkness.

"I told you, it's dangerous here."

"I'm sorry … woo …"

Okita Sōji, who was leaning on the side, looked at them for a while and said, "Ichijō, shouldn't you be comforting her at this time?

If you're so cold, you won't be popular with women. "

Hajime Saito looked at him expressionlessly and didn't say anything. He turned his gaze to Hijikata Toshizo and the others who were rushing over.

"Director, what should we do with these people?"

Clearly feeling his murderous intent, Okita Sōji stood up straight. His green eyes curved and his voice was very gentle, "Ah … ah …"

"These people are disturbing the safety of the capital. Of course … bring them back for interrogation and then kill them."

Hijikata Toshizo stopped and looked at the person in his arms thoughtfully with his purple eyes. He glanced at the alley and turned to Inoue Genzaburo, "Mr. Minamoto, I'll leave these people to you. We'll go back to the barracks first."

"Mm, don't worry." Inoue Genzaburo and the others nodded.

"I'm very sorry." Saitou carried the unconscious girl in his arms and said in a low voice.

"It's okay!

If you want to drink, you can drink anytime! "

Hirasuke waved his hand casually and carefully glanced at the girl in his arms, "Ichijō, who is she?"

"Hirasuke!

Don't talk about this kind of thing so casually! "

The wine-red-haired man grabbed Hirasuke's neck and dragged him away, "Saito, let's go back to the barracks first!"

Hajime Saito's expression relaxed and he nodded.

In the space, the group of blades finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's great that Master is fine!" Qingguang exhaled and sat on the ground.

"Although time and space are different, it seems that Moriyasu is very similar to Okita Sōji!" They had the same demon king personality.

"You're right."

He thought of Yamato Moriyasu's words when he put his hands together, "I'll kill you, little kitty."

Kendo pushed his glasses and glanced at the sword in the pool that couldn't be transformed.

Moriyasu's demonic Yamato Moriyasu was strangely similar to Okita Sōji, who laughed and said he would kill him.

"Horikawa, what's the matter with you?"

Horikawa Kunihiro, who had fallen into an inexplicable sadness, squatted on the ground without moving.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Toshizo doesn't seem to have changed much. Horikawa might be thinking of Mamoru Izumi."

Mr. Toshizo's beloved sword.

Mamoru Izumi was also determined.

He had always been inseparable from Horikawa Kunihiro, but now he didn't know when he would be able to see him again.

The swords and blades present paused for a moment.

"I, I miss Ichidate."

"I want Ichidate to come to Master's side quickly."

"Me too."

"I also want Rock Melt to come quickly."

"What if it's bone?

Ostrich Yellow Curse Priest Bald Priest Forgive!

Kendo clenched his fists and looked around.

"Everyone go and rest first. The general should be relatively safe now. Nothing will happen."

"Kendo is right. You all go and rest first. Although you have the spiritual power of the main hall, you will still feel tired."

Songxian nodded in agreement. "I'll stay here first. If anything happens in the main hall, I will inform you."

"Then I'll go with you." Kendo had no objections and sat on the side with his hands in his pockets.

"Eh?" Qingguang raised his hand gloomily. "Then I'll go second!"

Horikawa Kunihiro stood up, as if he was energized, and spoke before the other swords. "I want to be second too!"

He smiled and said, "I'll go see if there are any kitchen utensils in the bamboo house. Eat something to relax yourself."

Sanchū Sōjin turned his head with a smile, his long hair swaying slightly. "I'll leave the tea and snacks to you!"

"Too cunning!" He didn't treat himself as an outsider at all!

These two swords.

"Hahahaha!

Sanchū Sōjin!

Look what I found! "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, dressed in black, quickly ran over, his white face full of evil smiles.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Quickly take it away!"

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga!"

Facing Sanchū Sōjin's smiling eyes, Tsurumaru Kuninaga noticed Kendo standing behind him silently with his body raised.

"Wah!

This really scared the crane! "

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Let me pierce through you! "Yao Yan calmly pushed up his glasses." Even the hilt of the knife! "

Tsurumaru Kuninaga ran quickly with the black snake, but was still kicked into the hole that had just been dug by the side of the field by the swords behind him.

"Ahem … How did you know there was a trap here?" Tsuru Maru felt that he was already a dead crane.

"Heh, this kind of thing." Kendo laughed coldly.

"You can come up when the hole is filled."

"… …" He felt wronged.

The bamboo house wasn't big. There was only a bedroom, a kitchen, and a storage room.

"Mr. Jiazhou, Mr. Horikawa, let us help!" The swords obediently helped to wipe the table and other things.

"Chirping Fox!

That one looks delicious! "

"Mm." The white-haired Fu Mourning God squatted in the field and looked at the bright red strawberries on the ground.

"Chirping Fox, try it!" The little fox struggled to get down from his body and squatted beside him, looking greedily at the strawberries.

"Okay." The white-haired Fu Mourning God didn't hesitate. He reached out and plucked two strawberries, giving one to the little fox.

"I'll start eating!"

"Ho ho!

It's delicious! "

"That's right."

"Chirping Fox, pluck some for everyone to try!"

"Mm."

"Hey!

Sanchū, do you want that? "

Jinjian was bouncing around beside him, grinning as he asked.

"Mm … … That tea looks very fragrant." Sanchū Sōjin's lips curved into a gentle smile.

Days like this were just like his dreams.

"Then I'll go pluck some for you!" Jinjian stopped. "But you can't pluck too much!

Otherwise, Lord will be angry. "

"No need, this kind of tea can't be drunk." Sanchū Sōjin looked at the tea field. "Tea that hasn't been stir-fried is incomplete."

He knew that Jinjian didn't want him to pluck the tea. He was afraid that Ji Jun would be angry at him.

"Eh?

Is that so? "

"Yes.

Elder brother. "