I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

Besides, Athena is very confident about her cuteness and beauty. Except for those who were deliberately described as ugly at the beginning, among the gods, they are all handsome men and beauties with rare appearance.

Although Athena is not a goddess of beauty, but with her good looks and the rich knowledge of the goddess of wisdom, an excellent woman with both inside and outside is naturally born.

Those who are more beautiful than her have no connotation, and those who are more connotative than her are not beautiful. Athena thinks that she can still stand up as a goddess among the gods.

And for those gods who dare to ridicule the matter of "I'm sorry for A", Athena will naturally have a good chat with the other party as the God of War.

Probably walking around in Tokyo, Yamanoo Ong found that except for the different shops, the division and construction of the rest of the streets and urban areas were the same as in other worlds in memory.

Athena, who obediently follows the man on the mountain, observes the human world carefully. Although she has been awake for a year, she has never formally come into contact with modern society since she does not need to eat or drink.

And just when her attention was attracted by the game promotional video on the screen of a shopping mall, the man of the mountain who had sensed it pulled her into the subway station.

Just after the figures of the two disappeared, Luo Cuilian, who was dressed in snow-white Hanfu, appeared nearby without warning, and her eyes turned sharply, taking in everything around her.

"The breath of a disobedient god? And it smells like Hades."

Luo Cuilian, who noticed the existence of Athena, fell into deep thought. Although it is possible for the God of Disobedience to descend anywhere in the world, it is too coincidental that a Western god appeared at the same time as Master arrived in Japan. .

"Although I don't know exactly what's going on, but if the other party really came to Japan because of Master, then sooner or later we will get more news about Senior Huo Shan."

Luo Cuilian, who was worrying about how to find the trace of the old man of the mountain, had an idea, and then disappeared in the street in a flash, using alchemy to hide her traces.

"I, Cuilian, will definitely win this game of hide-and-seek, Senior Huo Shan!"

In the subway crowded like fish cans, the tall man on the mountain steadily propped up a space for Athena, and the one-tenth of a millionth of the cold and murderous aura emanating made some copper-smelting wolves stop their stupid actions. Killing behavior.

"Suzuki Gooni-chan, where are you going next?"

Athena, who was leaning on the car door with a pair of small hands behind her back, raised her head and asked, her cute appearance made the people around her almost have a heart attack on the spot.

The old man of the mountain, who had been baptized by Sakura Matou, Leticia, and Kaguya Horai for a long time, did not move. After thinking carefully, he replied:

"How about finding a place to live and put your luggage down first, and then go shopping in the famous tourist spots in the city?"

Naturally, Athena would not have any objection to this, she turned her gaze to the poster on the subway, pointed at it and suggested:

"In that case, let's go here first today, it seems quite interesting."

The old man of the mountain turned his head to look at the words, fell silent after seeing the big characters of "Akihabara", but nodded in agreement.

2 Fifty Chapters of Tianyuan Flower

Netherworld, also known as Xingyoujie, is the realm of life and immortality.

Miyamoto Musashi, who stepped out of the boundary gate, came to this place. Since he was the heroic spirit who responded most actively after receiving the notification from the King of Heroes, he was thrown here first.

"Ah, it seems that I have traveled to a strange place again, although I have almost gotten used to it."

The female swordsman with pink hair and blue eyes showed a helpless wry smile on her face, and then turned into a curious look and looked around, as if looking forward to this rare adventure.

In the emerald green mountains, the smell of soil and trees is very strong, and there is a gurgling stream not far away.

If it was a sunny day, it would be quite comfortable to be able to walk in such a quiet and open forest, but it is a shame that it is raining now.

Although walking in the forest in the rain seems to be more artistic, the pain from the heavy raindrops on the body and the bad feeling of wet clothes are enough to destroy all the beautiful illusions.

Miyamoto Musashi, who wore a big hat on his head, was very grateful, thanking himself for the good habits he had developed from wandering around for many years, otherwise he would become a drowned rat.

It seems that it is also a good choice to directly open the treasure to cut off the hateful rain clouds in the sky, but Miyamoto Musashi, who has just arrived, still chooses to act in a low-key manner.

This is the experience summed up by travelers in parallel worlds during their long journeys. If it can be written and spoken about in a book, it will definitely be a great masterpiece.

"I'm too lazy to do such a troublesome thing. I'd better wait until I have time to catch a heroic spirit of the writer department, and then I can lie down and dictate leisurely."

Ms. Miyamoto Musashi once said so arrogantly, but since she hadn't met a heroic spirit of an oriental writer recently, the kidnapping plan fell to the ground.

It is not impossible to find Western writers, but in the eyes of Miyamoto Musashi, such travel notes and autobiography always feel uncomfortable, after all, everyone is not from the same cultural circle.

Walking aimlessly along the muddy mountain road, the strong wind blowing in the air mercilessly took away the body's body temperature, making Miyamoto Musashi shiver uncontrollably.

"It seems that we need to find someone quickly. By the way, have I really come to the world where Your Excellency the Mountain Man is? Isn't it the modern society?"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was talking to herself like this, quickened her pace, but she was completely unfamiliar with this mountain forest, but she got lost and found no one at all.

And just when Miyamoto Musashi was thinking about whether to use some unconventional means to break the deadlock, a straight black girl with a long sword on her back and an oil-paper umbrella came slowly from the end of the road.

Qingqiu Yuan Huina, who just came to Youshi from the mortal world, was on her way to meet Yu Husband. She looked up at the gray and gloomy sky in Youshi, which had remained the same for thousands of years, and sighed:

"I didn't expect it to rain. This scene is really rare in the secluded world, but Huina just finds it annoying."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who was complaining in a low voice, suddenly saw a figure walking towards him on the road ahead, and the girl who thought she was dazzled blinked her eyes deliberately, and the other person also approached.

It was a woman in her twenties, with unusually rare pink hair and blue eyes, and wearing a bamboo hat.

The colorful clothes on his body are simple and simple, and there are two samurai swords hanging around his waist, which seems to be the attire only worn by samurai who wandered the world in ancient times.

"Could it be, is it a passing god?"

Kiyakiuin Ena immediately became nervous, but then realized that she didn't feel the power and oppression of the God of Disobedience from the other party.

Although she does not have the aptitude to use spiritual vision, Kiyoakiin Ena, who has been in contact with disobedient gods all year round, thinks that she will not lose to anyone except the godslayer in distinguishing gods.

But if it weren't for the God of Disobedience, then who would appear in the Netherworld, a place where there are almost no ordinary people's activities?

Miyamoto Musashi, who was gradually approaching, was keenly aware of the girl's nervousness and vigilance, and immediately stopped approaching, waving his hands to indicate that he was not malicious.

"Sorry, did I scare you? I just got lost here, and I want to ask if there is anyone nearby who I can borrow."

Looking at the strange female swordsman with a smile in front of her eyes, Keina Qingqiuin still did not let go of the hesitation in her heart, and asked:

"Lost? How did you come to the Netherworld?"

"It turns out that this place is called Nether World, it really is a mistake again."

Miyamoto Musashi hit the palm of his hand with his fist as if suddenly enlightened, and finally fulfilled the responsibility of crossing the world.

It's not that I went to the wrong place, but that Solomon, who is in charge of the realm gate, got the coordinates wrong.

But the most urgent task is not to pursue responsibility, but to consider how to get his trip back on track. From this, Miyamoto Musashi said to Qing Qiuyuan Ena:

"Well, Shen'er appeared in the forest in front of me in a flash, and the exact process is not clear."

After finishing speaking, Miyamoto Musashi grinned grinningly, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head in a helpless gesture.

"Did you enter by mistake? It seems that you are not easy to survive for such a long time after coming to the Netherworld unintentionally."

Kiyoshuin Ena stared at Miyamoto Musashi carefully for more than ten seconds. Although she didn't know what was going on, her intuition told her that the woman in front of her was not a bad person.

"Ena's name is Qingqiuin Huina, the sword maiden of the Qingqiuin family. What about you?"

Hearing the girl with black hair and red eyes reporting her name, Musashi Miyamoto breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and it seemed that the communication could continue.

"I am Shinmon Musashi Shou Fujiwara Gennobu, if you find it troublesome, please call me Miyamoto Musashi."

"Miyamoto Musashi? I didn't expect you to have the same name as that famous swordsman in history. This is really rare."

Kiyoshuin Ena frowned subconsciously, but she was relieved when she thought that Miyamoto Musashi would not come as a God of Disobedience.

Miyamoto Musashi, who had faced the same problem countless times, showed a complicated smile on the face of a movie queen, with some remembrance in his blue eyes, and responded:

"Then I have to ask my parents what they think. Maybe they hope that I can also become an extraordinary swordsman in the future."

Qingqiuyuan Huina didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Although in ancient times, most of the naming of heirs would try to avoid the same name as the big man, but there are not so many rules in modern times.

"Okay, no more gossip."

"Miss Qingqiuyuan, can you tell me where there is a village now? This bad weather really makes me want to get into bed after drinking hot soup."

Miyamoto Musashi once again brought the topic of crooked buildings back on track, but what she didn't know was that there was no human habitation in the Nether World.

Except for the disobedient god wandering here, the rest are also some inhuman things. After all, how can a guy who can stay in the realm of life and immortality for a long time be ordinary.

The kind-hearted Kiyoakiin Ena couldn't leave Miyamoto Musashi alone, but she was also on a mission at the moment, so she fell into entanglement.

After weighing for a while, Kiyoshuin Ena finally made up his mind, looked at Miyamoto Musashi and said:

"I'm going to see grandpa now, and I can take you with me, but grandpa's temper has always been volatile, so can you please listen to my words and act later?"

"Of course, I'm quite good at getting along with the elderly."

Miyamoto Musashi agreed to Kiyoshuin Ena's request without any hesitation. The two had never known each other before, and the other party's willingness to help was already the best result.

Qingqiu Yuan Huina nodded, raised her hand and hung the sword bag on her shoulder, and then continued to walk forward along the mountain road.

"Let's go, walk along this road for a while, and the house where grandpa lives is near the top of the mountain."

Braving the wind and rain and walking a rough mountain road, a wooden house with a simple appearance appeared in the distance, slightly blurred in the misty rain.

Miyamoto Musashi followed Kiyoshuin Ena to the front of the wooden house. The sliding door for entering and exiting the house was open, and at a glance, he could see an old man who seemed to be the owner of the house.

The old man's height is at least 180 centimeters, and his figure is very tall and strong, with tall and sharp muscles.

He was wearing a rough and worn kimono, and was sitting cross-legged in front of the old-style fireplace, boiling a pot of hot soup.

The old man, who had already noticed the arrival of Qingqiu Yuan Huina, turned his head when the girl stepped into the room, showing a bold smile with his teeth bared.

"It's Ena who's here, and she's bringing friends with her."

Chapter 251 Musashi-chan is so cute

"Is this like facing a heroic spirit of high divinity? The other party is the so-called God of Disobedience?"

Miyamoto Musashi, who had already obtained basic information from Gilgamesh, subconsciously became vigilant, but her appearance on the surface remained relaxed and freehand.

Except for a few paranoid anti-heroes, it is difficult for the heroic spirits who guard the continuation of human history to have a good impression of the disobedient gods who are equivalent to walking natural disasters.

Of course, it would be a different matter if the other party could be honest and not cause trouble, but such a wise disobedient god was as rare as an endangered animal.

The old man who is the god of disobedience in front of him still doesn't know what type he belongs to, so Miyamoto Musashi plans to observe for a while longer, and it would be best if he can avoid fighting.

"Grandpa, you are still the same here, but as a grandfather, it seems that you can only live in the secluded world."

Kiyoshuin Ena said as she untied the long sword from her body and put it on the ground, knelt down by the stove and poured a bowl of hot soup for herself with ease, and called Musashi to sit down with her.

"If Ms. Miyamoto doesn't dislike it, come and have a bowl too. Although grandpa looks a bit rough and spoiled, the soup is still pretty good."

Miyamoto Musashi, who was still standing at the door, smiled happily when he heard the words, and he had no resistance to delicious food as always.

Besides, after walking so many mountain roads, she was already hungry, coupled with the nasty cold wind and rain, she naturally wanted to drink something hot to warm her body.

"You brat, you really regard this place as your own home."

The old man raised his hand and pointed Qingqiuin Huina's forehead and cursed with a smile, but he did not stop her invitation to Miyamoto Musashi.

Although he also noticed the extraordinaryness of Miyamoto Musashi, it is better to be kind to others when the relationship between the enemy and the friend has not been determined.

"Then excuse me, Grandpa."

Miyamoto Musashi, who didn't know what to call the old man in front of him, casually followed Kiyoshuin Ena's name, kicked off his shoes, and went to the fireside to take the hot soup that Ena handed over.

"I am the god known as Hayashi Sagyu, it doesn't matter if you want to call me old man or old man, but don't call me grandpa."

The old man holding a huge wine gourd took a sip, then introduced himself to Miyamoto Musashi, paused slightly between his words and glanced at Ena Kiyoshuin, who was gulping down the soup.

"For those who call me with such a foolish title, there is enough of that stinky brat, Ena."

Kiyoshuin Ena stuck out her tongue mischievously when she heard the words, while Susanoo continued to talk with Miyamoto Musashi as if she didn't see it.

"Then what about Ms. Miyamoto? Although it's presumptuous, you don't seem to be human either."

Kiyoshuin Ena, who was holding the bowl, froze when he heard the words, and looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a slightly wary look, as if waiting for the other party's explanation.

"Oh, I didn't expect that no grandpa found out."

Miyamoto Musashi, whose identity was exposed, put down the empty bowl in his hand, his beautiful face was still smiling, and his whole body seemed to be full of leisure.

"First of all, I did not hide or lie about my name. I am indeed called Miyamoto Musashi, and I am also the great swordsman you have in mind."

As soon as this remark came out, before Miyamoto Musashi continued to explain, Kiyakiuin Ena interrupted. The shocked little girl seemed very impulsive.

"Wait! Isn't Miyamoto Musashi-sama in history a male? And even a successful swordsman, how could he survive for such a long time?"

"Is Miyamoto Musashi in this world really a man?"

When Miyamoto Musashi heard the words, he showed an expected expression, tapped his chin with his finger and recalled:

"It seems that Miyamoto Musashi in the worlds I've been to so far are all men, and I'm really the only woman."

"The world you've been to? It seems that Ms. Miyamoto should be a person from another world."

Susanoo readily accepted this statement. As a god, he also knew that other worlds existed, but he just hadn't been there.

"It's fine to call me Musashi or Musashi-san directly. Ms. Miyamoto seems too serious."