It is against the two of them being together.

However, facing the opposition of the family, the proud swordsman directly gave up her previous status and identity. She took the initiative to cut off the connection with the family and became a ronin.

At that time, she was already well-known as a swordsman, and she was confident that she could bring a happy life to her lover and children with the sword in her hand.

Therefore, the two of them had agreed to elope together, leaving the feudal and decadent Japanese Island directly to start a new life in the wider world of witches outside.

only....

The real trouble lies with the oiran. Every vine girl actually has an owner. They are treasures fostered by distinguished guests in Flower Street and are personal belongings.

And now, one's own treasure has been stolen, which is obviously a great shame for the noble person behind it.

However, the family behind the former swordsman was so prominent that even the people behind the scenes did not dare to act rashly. But the proud swordsman abandoned his umbrella, so naturally the noble man in the shadow was not polite.

A chase began.

No matter how strong a young swordsman is, he is still young after all. The glory in the past caused her to have some misunderstandings about her own strength. Therefore, even though she tried her best to protect her wife and daughter in the end, the constant flow of power was beyond her reach.

The powerful enemy she imagined still wore her to death.

The swordsman died of exhaustion and the courtesan died for love. It was a tragic love that should have ended right there.

However, when the killers were about to leave, a baby's cry broke the silence.

From the belly of the pregnant but dead courtesan, a ghost baby burst out of her belly. Its first cry, the terrifying magic power contained in its cry made even the killers tremble.

According to legend, the cries of the most genius witch cubs are enough to turn into innate magic, but such geniuses are rare for thousands of years, and now, this ominous ghost baby born from a corpse seems to be just that.

The ghost baby brought back by the killers was handed over to the person behind the scenes, and the person behind the scenes was very happy to see it, because this child had even better qualifications for a Fujiwara than her mother, and was the best material for a Fujiwara.

As a result, the ghost baby was sent back to Flower Street. In the future, she would replace her biological mother's position as the oiran, and would also replace her biological mother's duty of giving birth to a mother's fetus as a respected person.

The Oiran, the leader of hundreds of flowers, looks beautiful, but he is just a greenhouse flower planted in the nursery by the man in the clouds. It is time to pick flowers when they are in full bloom.

Sixteen years later, the time to pick flowers had arrived. When the noble man came to Yoshihara Flower Street in disguise, she was waiting to appreciate and enjoy the beauty and fragrance of the flowers that had been lost and recovered years earlier.

When she came just now, she had already glanced at the appearance of the beautiful girl in the grand court of oirans. The young oirans were really beautiful.

Not only is she more charming than her biological mother, but she also has the heroic spirit and chicness of the young swordsman who made a splash in her eyebrows. She is the beauty among beauties, the best among the best.

This time she made a profit.

The noble man was thinking so proudly in his heart.

And when the oiran team came in front of her, according to custom, the newlyweds had to wear swords and pierce armor to perform the ceremony.

Thus, the young oiran held a knife for the first time in his life.

It was also that night when the color of blood enveloped the Flower Street, and the red lanterns and red satin hanging under the poplar houses became even more gorgeous.

That night, all the guests on Flower Street saw the huge bloody ghost laughing and wreaking havoc.

It was also that night that all the famous swords on the entire Dongying Island sounded in unison, seeming to celebrate the birth of the son of swordsmanship.

Ibuki Yugi, a sixteen-year-old Oiran, drew his sword for the first time in his life and killed one hundred and thirty-six enemies in a formation. The soul of the sword regenerated itself and he became the pinnacle sword master.

Few people in Japan now know what happened that night. They only know that someone from the central castle tower conveyed an imperial order that night. As a result, the evil spirits of the flower street were subdued, and the flower street also changed its owner.

However, when he thought of this, Ibuki Yugi himself raised his head and looked at the figure of the snake-like woman at the head of the auditorium with a complicated expression.

Eightfold purple....

As soon as he saw this hateful guy, the evil oiran thought of the pain of having his face trampled mercilessly under his feet.

That night, her sword was first formed.

Similarly, it was also that night that her sword heart was broken.

From that moment she understood that personal bravery had its limits, and no matter how strong she was, she could never overturn this decadent Japanese island.

........

And now, looking at the dazzling and dazzling opponent in front of her, Ibuki Yugi saw the unruly look of her youth from the opponent's face, but she didn't say much.

He just silently took back the huge mace in his hand.

The vigor and courage of young people are always enviable, but how many people can keep such treasures forever?

The real sword god?

Thinking of this realm that all swordsmen dream of, the evil oiran shook his head.

The ghost clan has many warriors, but she is not a pure warrior.

She is just a vengeful evil spirit who just needs to find a way to drag everything into hell.

Well, as long as Japan Island is destroyed, even if we both die together, that's fine.

Since the opponent no longer wants to fight, Ibuki Yugi is also ready to go back and continue to be his oiran.

However, at this moment, something flew towards her from the opposite side.

The evil oiran stretched out his hand to catch the flying object, then looked down and his eyes widened.

It was a silver-white dragon tablet, with the word "judgment" shining brightly on it.

"I'm just here for a trip. I don't care about other things. I've lent you this thing to use. You can do it yourself. If there's injustice to be repaid, there's revenge. Just remember to return it to me when I'm done traveling."

Dorothy waved her hands and said.
Chapter completed!