Chen Qiu said to the Japanese who fell to the ground and held his broken hands.

The grammar is a bit strange.

After all, Japanese is also developing, but it is still not a big problem to barely communicate.

The Japanese stared at Chen Qiu and glared at him. Seeing that he was about to be captured, he immediately bit his tongue and wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide. However, Chen Qiu flipped his fingers and a thin needle pierced into the Japanese's chest like lightning.

"ah!"

Severe pain and paralysis surged into the body, making the Japanese unable to even commit suicide.

Ghost shadow needle, this is obtained from Kutuo.

The torture technique of the Seven Quarter Sect.

It's really easy to use.

"Big Brother."

Xiao Tie came from behind with a sword in his arms. He was still covered in blood. He said to Chen Qiu:

"Kill them all!"

"Um."

Chen Qiu nodded, and returned to the knife and entered the sheath, Ru Xiao Tie said:

"Catch up the villagers and let them deal with the bodies. Leave these horses to them. Take this guy with me!"

Soon, in the stable of a house in the village, a basin of cold water poured on the face of the fainted Japanese leader. The latter shuddered and opened his eyes.

He wanted to struggle, but 13 needles were stabbed in his body, making him feel paralyzed and unable to resist at all.

In front of him, Chen Qiu was sitting on a small bench, Xiao Tie stood behind him with a sword, and the two looked at the Japanese in front of him, and Chen Qiu's eyes were calm.

And Xiao Tie's eyes were full of disgust.

"Speak up" てみます. Answer てください.もっとひどいににあさないでください.ますか?

(I ask, you answer, don’t let yourself suffer more. Can you speak Central Plains?)”

In Xiao Tie's slightly strange gaze, Chen Qiu spelled the pinyin symbols in his mind, and spoke a series of Japanese without being fluent.

There was also a strange look in the eyes of the Japanese in front of him.

This Zhongyuan people actually speak Japanese?

And why is the grammar so strange?

Could it be the descendants of the merchants who drove the Tang ship to trade with the Central Plains when the sea route was not yet cut off?

But no matter how much he thinks about it, he will not answer.

Although he had lost his master's family and lost his land, he became a ronin.

But the dignity of the warrior remains in his heart.

If a warrior fails, he should die generously!

"The will of a strong will of a person? (Do you think you will of a person?)"

Chen Qiu saw that the Japanese in front of him did not speak.

He sneered, his fingers moved lightly, and the silk thread of his skilled hand fell on the needle inserted into the Japanese body, and he waved it gently.

"ah!"

The Japanese were as if they were struck by lightning, and their bodies were twitching violently.

The pain that acts on the meridians directly defeats the mental defense, just like ten thousand ants biting in the blood vessels, making his eyes wide open and white foam flow out from his mouth.

"In the end, I heard a slightest moment, and the words of Zhongyuan はせますか?

(I'll ask again last time, do you speak Chinese primitives?)”

Chen Qiu asked in a cold voice.

He seemed sure that the ronin in front of him could speak primitives.

The latter's muscles twitched in pain. Seeing Chen Qiu lifting a finger again, fear surged in his blood-filled eyes. Death might be just a moment.

But there are many ways to the process of death.

Unfortunately, in this bitter and cold place, far away from his hometown, God Amaterasu seemed to have no shelter from him.

"I can."

While Shen Qiu was waiting, the ronin replied in a weak and hoarse manner.

"Very good, this is a good start."

Chen Qiu smiled and withdrew his fingers. He looked at the weak and embarrassed Japanese man in front of him, and said:

"Where are you from? Kyushu? Four Kingdoms? Or Tokyo? Which name are you loyal to? What are you going to do to my Liaodong?"

"I came from Jia Fei, and my master's family has perished in the war."

The ronin seemed to have a sad thing sounded, and his tone became quiet.

He said to Chen Qiu:

"I am no longer a warrior, but just a homeless ronin. I followed the great leader across the sea to Sanhan, hoping to build a paradise for bandits and pirates here.

Come to Liaodong, just to investigate.”

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the ronin in front of him. In the first half, he looked normal, but in the second half, he stopped and took the initiative to lower his head.

He sneered, raised his finger and said:

"What a courage! You dare to lie!"

"Bang"

The needle that pierced into the chest was moved again, and the ronin felt the pain of heart-wrenching and bone-eroding. He let out a shrill howl like a beast. After half a stick of incense, he said in a fury:

"I really don't know. The leader took us over Sanhan and searched for something here, I really don't know!"

"All right."

Seeing his appearance, Chen Qiu stopped asking this, but asked another question.

"It is said that there is a sacred wind covering the seas overseas, and sails are not allowed to pass. How did you go from Japan to Sanhan?"

"Kamikaze..."

The ronin pursed his lips, he looked at Chen Qiu and said:

“The kamikaze has begun to weaken several years ago.

And in June and July of the previous year, the wind in the Tsushima Sea had already begun to dissipate, and we waited at that time, landed in Sanhan."

"June and July of the previous year?"

Chen Qiu widened his eyes.

Isn’t that the day when his soul travels to this era?
Chapter completed!