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But Iwao, the wooden man, didn't notice this. He was more concerned about whether Mitsuyo was injured.

"It was dangerous just now. I'm sorry. I couldn't control it."

"Yeah, it was a close call. But it's great."

"If the sword could not bear your strength..."

“I’m going to die here.”

After saying that, Mitsuyo smiled to himself, as if he didn't care about life or death.

Although he has half ghost blood in his body, his strength remains amazing as he grows older.

Mitsuyo's gaze fell on the broken sword not far away. It was the one she had given to Iwazo when they met thirteen years ago. It was covered in rust, perhaps not just because of the excessive force used.

At this time, Iwazaki also discovered that the courtyard was destroyed. After looking around, he realized that this place could not be used as a duel venue.

Every year when the cherry blossoms fall, Iwazo and Mitsuyo make an appointment to duel. If Iwazo can meet Mitsuyo, he wins.

Thirteen years of failure.

Although he won today, Iwazo felt no joy or self-awareness. He wanted to propose that the duel be held in a different location next year. Mitsuyo liked to watch the falling cherry blossoms, and he knew a few of them.

Before he could say anything, Mitsuyo blinked and asked.

"Aren't you going to let go?"

Upon hearing this, Yanzang looked at the hand that was holding the girl's delicate body and quickly let go. Even though he was not very emotional, he still felt a little embarrassed.

"Congratulations, Iwazo, you win." Mitsuyo put her hands behind her back.

The outcome is still undecided.

Yanzang thought.

Just touching her hand was not enough, he needed more practice.

But Mitsuyo didn't think so, although she didn't know what Iwazo was thinking.

"Your sword has now surpassed even the speed of the Tengu."

"I will never forget every day I fought with you in these thirteen years. Hee."

As Iwazo listened to Mitsuyo's words, he had a bad feeling and couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, Mitsuyo half-jokingly said.

"I'm praising you. You have left a place in my memory, Yanzang. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"Yeah."

"Yes." Mitsuyo said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Iwazo also turned serious, hoping to understand why Mitsuyo was serious.

Mitsuyo laughed out loud, her voice as clear as spring water, her brows and eyes soft.

They say that daughters take after their fathers, and Mitsuyo is very much like her mother, but she is more cheerful and lively.

Iwazo looked at the smile on the Tengu girl's face and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

He seldom smiled since he left the Goyu family, but Iwazaki liked to see Mitsuyoshi smile.

How should I put it? At that time, a certain emptiness in my heart will be filled.

"You have already become a master. Does the sword you just used have a name?"

Yanzo thought about it and replied.

"Tengu copy."

"Well, that's pretty arrogant."

Tengu Chao, pronounced the same as Tengu Sheng, recalling the speed of the sword just now, implies that even the flying Tengu can be cut off by the sword.

"Isn't this the name you gave it?"

"laugh."

Iwazaki shook his head helplessly and recalled.

"In fact, when I was a child, an elder used a similar sword, but it was so long ago that the memory of it is blurred."

"Then the war happened, and I didn't learn it. I have been sparring with you for the past thirteen years. I have been practicing sword skills to pursue you. During the battle, I suddenly remembered that sword, and everything fell into place."

As Mitsuyo listened to Iwazo's sigh, she thought to herself, what does it mean to pursue you?

You have a dead head, just like your dead muscles and dead brains.

But that’s fine too.

Mitsuyo spoke out.

"Congratulations again on winning this duel. With your current martial arts and the sword skills you have created, you have a place in this era."

"Ah."

“I won’t be here this time next year.”

"Another season?"

"Pfft... I really don't understand whether you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid."

"I am Kagemukai Tengu," Mitsuyo turned her head and said calmly while taking care of the black feathers that were blown away by Yanzang's sword energy, "With this bloodline flowing in my body, I will eventually have to bear the responsibilities of my clan."

"Now that I think about it, I changed your name in the first place because I hoped you could get rid of the curse of the demon bloodline."

Yanzang, Yanzang Doki was silent.

His original surname was Yuyu.

Because of his mother's crime, he, a coward, fled to the mountains and later met Mitsuyo.

Speaking of which, Michiki and Mitsuyo are childhood sweethearts.

Their mothers knew each other.

The imperial carriage has been passed down for thousands of generations, and its shadow is directed towards Lingshanfang.

However, when Daoqi and Mitsuyo were young, they rarely met. One was in Inazuma Castle and the other was in Yingxiang Mountain. One stayed at home and the other played in Yingxiang Mountain all day.

At that time, Lingshanfang unilaterally competed with Chiyo. As a mother, she dragged Mitsuyo to find Daoqi, but the two children had different personalities and had no common topics. In a year, they spent only a few days together and rarely spoke.

But fate is impermanent.

Who could have thought that they would meet again in the future and become each other's salvation.

The dark disaster ended, Lingshanfang left Yingxiangshan. Guangdai was not like Daoqi. She shouldered the responsibility firmly, entered the secret land of Tengu, experienced ten years of trials, and came out to become the youngest clan leader... one of the candidates.

After all, the patriarch of the Tengu clan is not inherited by blood, but by the strong.

After Guangdai came out of seclusion, he met Daoqi in this community that night.

Daoqi did not recognize Guangdai, but Guangdai recognized the wood.

Perhaps because they were childhood sweethearts, Daoqi hesitated for a moment and told Guangdai about his past.

Mitsuyo was so bored by the nagging that he just chuckled.

"It's really annoying. If you feel that the imperial carriage is a burden, just abandon the past and start over. Hehe, let me pick a new surname for you."

"It's called Yanzang, which means a rock seat. It's something that can't be harmed by what people say."

After all, don't you care a lot about what the world thinks of the Yu Yu family?

I hope you can be firm in your heart and remain unmoved by rumors.

Daoqi was very concerned about changing his name. Yu Yu was the surname of a ghost. If he changed it, wouldn't he completely get rid of his identity as a ghost?

Therefore, Dao Qi frowned.

"You should be happy as someone with demon blood flowing in your body." Mitsuyo jumped off the rock, approached Daoqi, stretched out her hand, put her two index fingers on Daoqi's lips, and forced a smile, "Yes, smile."

"You know, the fame we gained as Shadow Tengu was due to the blessing of supernatural powers."

"Besides, the name of the stone matches your brain and brawn very well."

After Mitsuyo finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh at his own humor.

Daoqi looked at the smiling Tengu girl, and at that moment, he suddenly understood why her name was Mitsuyo.

It was truly a ray of light that illuminated the boy’s dark world.

Daoqi nodded.

"Then it's settled."

Mitsuyo stepped back and she warned.

"Then - let's duel here again next year when the scarlet cherry blossoms fall, Iwazo."

"Demon child, you must practice your sword skills well and become a worthy opponent of Kagemukai Tengu."

"By the way," Mitsuyo thought, "If you ever meet me, the secret sword should be called [Tengu Sho]!"

"After all, you already mastered the [Wonderful Sword That Even Tengu Can Beat] at that time."

"Okay..." Yu Yu, no, Yan Zang Daoqi pondered for a moment and agreed.

The memories ended here. When Iwazo Doki heard Mitsuyo's profound meaning, he felt complicated.

Let’s listen to Guangdai continue.

"The inhuman bloodline has become increasingly rare after that war."

The dark disaster broke out, and many foxes, tengu, and demons died on the battlefield.

"After all, we inhuman beings shouldn't spy on people's good end. I have my responsibilities."

Yingxiang Guangdai is well aware that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility, and he also wants to take on the responsibilities left by his mother.

"But you are different."

"Now you are [Iwazo], the person I recognize is no longer the one who carries the blood of the devil."

So, Wood, don't be sad about the past, look forward.

"I am no longer the Imperial Carriage." Daoqi was greatly shocked.

When he was young, he always longed to be recognized by the ghosts and be able to proudly state his identity.

"That's right! You are Iwazo!" Mitsuyo said seriously.

Iwazo looked at the girl's serious face and suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

He is an alien with half human blood and half ghost blood flowing in his body. After his mother disappeared and his father passed away, he lived alone from beginning to end.

Now, someone tells you that you are you, you are Yanzang.

It seems like I have my own place between heaven and earth.

Daoqi was no longer anxious.

"Thank you, thank you." Dao Qi kept thanking, using the simplest words to express his inner excitement.

Mitsuyo waved her hand and said, "I'm helping you because we knew each other when we were kids."

"Come to think of it, you are still one year older than me, haha."

After saying that, Mitsuyo turned around and was about to leave.

Daoqi followed him as he did before, and naturally had a drink after the discussion. He had already learned how to drink.

But Guangdai stopped, stopped Daoqi, and said thoughtfully.

"I forgot to say goodbye."

"Goodbye then, Daoqi."

"Forget me, and take your sword,"

“For the bloodline of Yanzang, let’s create a path that belongs only to Yanzang.”

This is also my salvation, Mitsuyo thought.

Mitsuyo has to shoulder the responsibility and knows how heavy it is, so she doesn't want Daoqi to experience it.

If there is someone who can get rid of his bloodline because of her, it can be considered as his own redemption to some extent.