I Really Don'T Want To Be The Protagonist

Chapter 811

806. Shackles

Soon after, Shi Qinghai came to the Wild Fox Shenju again.

Unlike the state of mind that he was bound to win last time, Shi Qinghai frowned in thought at this time, not sure at all.

In the face of absolute power, he still has no power to resist.

Didn’t Miyamoto Musashi fight the Black Dragon at sea?

Shi Qinghai thought that Miyamoto Musashi would come back, but he didn’t expect to come back so soon! Both he and the black dragon are among the pinnacle powers in the world, and the time span of the battle is even possible for a month, plus the handling of injuries after the battle…

At this time, Shi Qinghai even had a weird idea in her heart. Could it be that the black dragon was defeated?

He wouldn’t think that the black dragon is really the number one in the world. If the black dragon can really push everything horizontally, the original Qin Feng would not have to have such experience at all.

There is no way to deal with it, and Shi Qinghai has no certainty that he can escape under Miyamoto Musashi’s nose. Shi Qinghai has only one choice-to see Miyamoto Musashi.

Walking to the door of the house of the wild fox god, before Shi Qinghai had time to knock on the door, a mysterious and mysterious power waved all over his body, moving Shi Qinghai into the courtyard without any further explanation.

I have feet and can walk. Shi Qinghai complained in his heart. At this time, the outer courtyard no longer had the scenery of the day. Sakura’s flowers and trees entered the spring ahead of schedule. The spring flowers bloomed and surrounded by lush greenery. There was no winter shadow at all. Miyamoto Musashi in a black kimono stood expressionlessly. Under the Sakura flower tree, it is difficult to guess the mood.

Fujiwara Yukama stood aside like a junior. Seeing Shi Qinghai came, Fujiwara Yukama bowed to Miyamoto Musashi and said respectfully: “My lord, he is Shi Qinghai.”

“retreat.”

Miyamoto Musashi cherishes words like gold.

“Hi!”

Fujiwara Yukama glanced at Shi Qinghai calmly, and slowly backed away.

Shi Qinghai noticed that the old man’s original severe injuries were no longer at all at this time, and his essence was overflowing, as if… a breakthrough?

A holy realm powerhouse with a longevity close to his life, with constant hidden injuries on his body, it is impossible to have a chance to break through at this age, unless there is a more powerful person to help.

Shi Qinghai didn’t need to think about who the helper was.

Fujiwara Yukama retired silently, and Sato Kanako didn’t know where she was. At this time, there were only Miyamoto Musashi and Shi Qinghai in the yard.

After hesitating for a moment, Shi Qinghai also bowed to Miyamoto Musashi in a decent way: “Meet the invincible Miyamoto Musashi-sama.”

This Miyamoto Musashi wants to be “invincible” at every turn, and seems to have a soft spot for the word “invincible”.

The traditional culture of Dongying is like this. Shi Qinghai has an easy-going personality and follows the customs in the countryside. It is not a problem to bow at all.

Although the current Miyamoto Musashi did not release any horrible aura, Shi Qinghai still did not dare to take it lightly. He had witnessed the scene of him fighting the black dragon. Shi Qinghai would not have any doubts about such a thing——

As long as Miyamoto Musashi wanted to kill him, he had no power to fight back.

I just don’t know if Miyamoto Musashi’s mentality has returned to normal at this time. The last time I met, he seemed to be in a state of confusion…

“You, what is your relationship with Nohara Shinnosuke?”

Those purple pupils stared at Shi Qinghai indifferently, although they did not release any killing intent, but the pressure from their eyes made Shi Qinghai feel a tremor in the depths of his heart!

Such an unremarkable glance seemed to break people’s hearts. No matter what it was, there was nowhere to hide in front of Miyamoto Musashi.

Shi Qinghai didn’t even dare to say anything bad about Miyamoto Musashi in his heart. He could only suppress all his thoughts and said, “The Nohara Shinnosuke you mentioned should be my master.”

“He is called Shi Weifeng.”

The name Nohara Shinnosuke was previously revealed to him by Fujiwara Yokama in his presentation of that little-known history on the Princess. Shi Qinghai knew who he was.

As for the name Shi Weifeng… Shi Qinghai guessed it, because the first owner of the system was Shi Weifeng, and this clue came from Cui Geng.

Miyamoto Musashi’s thin lips opened like two blades, and his blunt Chinese had a northern flavor: “You guys, are you related by blood?”

“No.”

Shi Qinghai tried not to let himself lie, saying: “With the same surname, he has chosen me since he was a child.”

He couldn’t tell Miyamoto Musashi that he had traveled through, and he had entered the world of martial arts for less than a year, and he had a system in his mind.

Once he said it, Shi Qinghai felt that he might be completely destroyed in the next moment for Miyamoto Musashi to study.

Yes, Shi Qinghai tried not to lie unless he couldn’t help it.

“Where is he now!”

Miyamoto Musashi’s tone suddenly increased, and there was a faint killing intent in his purple pupils…and desire!

He has been searching, has been searching.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to stay closed for a hundred years, letting the Dongying civil strife open, just to open a door without any treasures and look for the traces of Shi Weifeng!

However, when he really stepped into the secret realm, it was empty.

Miyamoto Musashi was particularly angry, but there was nothing to do. After the war, he returned to the original beginning-looking for Shi Weifeng.

It just so happened that when he was in the secret realm that day, he had felt that the young man had a familiar smell on his body.

It’s a pity that he was plunged into the abyss, unconscious, and unable to tell whether the matter was true or not. Until today, after meeting Shi Qinghai, Miyamoto Musashi was extremely convinced–

This ant-like existence in front of him can even connect with Shi Weifeng!

Shi Qinghai’s heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably, trying to calm down as much as possible, and said, “I don’t know. He taught me for a year when he was a child. After a year, he had no trace of martial arts. The last time I met was last year, he left a shadow. Say I have something worth waiting for and let me grow up quickly.”

The micro-expression control makes Shi Qinghai’s lies flawless.

But I didn’t expect that Shi Qinghai’s words made Miyamoto Musashi frown, and said: “Your talent can only be described as mediocre. You are only Sendai Bae for more than twenty years. You are not worthy of his disciple status!”

Shi Qinghai: “…”

This is the first time that some people say that he is not talented.

Taking a step forward, the terrifying and powerful aura of Miyamoto Musashi’s body gradually revealed, with an unquestionable tone: “What kind of technique he taught you, you…”

Originally a smooth and coherent sentence, but Miyamoto Musashi only said half of it, and there was no way to continue, as if there were some rules restricting him!

“you!”

“Huh!”

Miyamoto Musashi, dressed in a black kimono, suddenly changed, adding his purple armor, and the weather was blooming, and his low voice was filled with crazy struggles:

“You must! Will! These!”

“puff!”

He vomited three liters of blood!

I can’t finish it completely, there seems to be a transparent wall between Miyamoto Musashi and Shi Qinghai, no matter how hard Miyamoto Musashi works, he can’t go beyond half a step!

“Killing!”

“Thunder!”

Miyamoto Musashi screamed from the sky, and a magnificent purple beam of light rose into the sky!

The sword in Miyamoto Musashi’s hand is turned into two!