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Chapter 708

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"Quick, quick, Roku! Get up quickly and come with me! " Suddenly, someone tugged at Pei Zi Yun's arm and said, "The ghost race is attacking. Even if we are young, we are still warriors and have to fight."

Pei Zi Yun was confused and did not know where he was. He looked around and realized that it was a young man who was older than him by one or two years.

When he first saw him, Pei Zi Yun felt that this person was unfamiliar. But in the blink of an eye, the feeling of unfamiliarity disappeared and was replaced by a sense of familiarity. This person was his older brother, Rikumi Naoto.

And he was Rikumi Roku.

His father was a powerful samurai and the son of the head of the family. However, he had unfortunately perished in a battle against the evil demons. Currently, they were living together with their grandfather, the head of the Rijian family. Above them were four older brothers, all of whom were cousins. Roland was ranked sixth in the family. Normally, everyone would just refer to him as Roland, as there was no official name for him yet.

The Rikumi family's mission was to fight against the evil spirits. The family had a mission, which was to suppress the evil spirits for generations to come. This was not a problem, but in the past ten years, the evil spirits' strength had gradually increased. And for some reason, the number of their followers had increased as well. This caused the Rikumi family to be under a lot of pressure.

What was more serious was that previously, the ghost race had directly attacked the Rikumi family. This was something that had never happened before. In the end, the Rikumi family did not prepare well and lost many warriors, which caused the family's strength to decrease greatly. Rikumi Roku's parents had also died in this attack.

After the previous attack, according to the investigation, the reason why the ghost race attacked the Rikumi family was because of the appearance of a powerful evil spirit named Kenichiro Ishiya in the Evil Spirit Ridge. He forcefully subdued the followers of the Evil Spirit Ridge and ordered them to attack the Rikumi family. The Rikumi family suffered heavy losses, but the evil spirit Kenichiro Ishiya was also heavily injured by the Rikumi family.

Even so, the Rikumi family's mission to suppress the Evil Spirit Ridge was even more difficult.

But now, it had only been less than a month since the last attack, and the ghost race was attacking the Rikumi family again. Could it be that something big had happened in the Evil Spirit Ridge?

Could it be that the evil spirit Kenichiro Ishiya had recovered his strength? Or was there some other reason?

Pei Zi Yun thought about it and felt a strange feeling. At the same time, he felt a warm feeling in his chest. But all of this was thrown to the back of his mind.

No matter what, now that the evil spirits were going to attack again, Nishikari Rokuro would definitely protect his family and avenge his parents, so he would fight against the evil spirits.

Just as Pei Zi Yun was deep in thought, Naoto Kazuhiko noticed a trace of hesitation and asked curiously, "Little brother, what's wrong?"

Pei Zi Yun shook his head and said, "Oh, nothing much."

Hearing these words, Naoto Rijian pulled Pei Zi Yun along and said, "Little brother, let's go and meet grandfather first. Let's see what plans he has for the ghost race's attack!"

As he stepped on the road, Pei Zi Yun looked out and saw that the walls of the mansion were filled with soldiers from the Rijian family. Below the walls, there were enemy soldiers who were emitting ghostly auras. Pei Zi Yun could sense that they were still alive. In the forest further away, there was a group of soldiers. In the middle of the group, there was a general who commanded hundreds of soldiers.

Was this general the evil demon Kenichiro Ishiya?

What's wrong with those soldiers? During the last attack, Kenichiro Ishiya did not bring many of his family members with him.

Oh right, is Care a living person?

Pei Zi Yun was puzzled but immediately realized, "That's common sense. Those family members worship evil spirits and are living people who use them in exchange for power."

The sounds of killing were incessant, and from time to time, screams of agony could be heard. It was unusually cold, as though it was spring or summer, and yet it felt so cold that one's hands were about to freeze. It reminded one of winter.

What was even more horrifying was that the enemy had leaped onto the wall with all his might. However, with a single command, a spear pierced through his body with a 'pu' sound.

The enemy screamed in agony but did not retreat. Instead, he charged forward, fresh blood gushing out of his chest. Another two spears pierced through his body, and he could not hold on any longer. He screamed in agony as blood gushed out of his wound, and he lay motionless.

"These are the ghost race's soldiers?"

Pei Zi Yun watched as he followed Naoto Rijian into a courtyard. The courtyard was huge, and was usually used to entertain guests. But now, it was filled with a group of people. A group of fully armed men.

Pei Zi Yun looked over and realized that the leader of the family was standing in the middle of the group. He bowed to the leader and said, "Grandfather!"

The leader of the Rijian family was Pei Zi Yun's grandfather, and his name was Kenichi Rijian.

Kenichi Rijian looked to be in good health. Although his hair was white, his cheeks were rosy and his eyes were bright. He sat on a chair with a walking stick in his hand. Although he did not speak much, his voice was deep and powerful. He did not smile much, but just by looking at him, one could tell that he was powerful.

In Pei Zi Yun's memories, Kenichi Rijian was a powerful warrior. He had once used his own strength to kill several evil spirits. His strength was unimaginable. Although Kenichi Rijian was old now, his strength was still unfathomable. All these years, he had not fought much.

The last time the evil spirits attacked, it was said that the evil spirit 'Kenichiro Ishiya' was heavily injured by Kenichi Rijian. But no one knew if this was true or not.

At this point, there was a loud bang. A person drenched in blood rushed in. He was a warrior from the Rijian family, Rijian Kazuhiko. He hurriedly said, "Leader, this is bad. We can't hold on any longer. The outer perimeter has been breached!!"

Seeing this scene, Kenichi Rijian stood up from his chair and used his walking stick to knock on the floor. He looked serious and said, "What are you panicking for? We are from the Rijian family. Even if we meet with danger, we will not retreat! Remember the glory of being a warrior! "

"The reason why there are strong and weak people in this world is because the strong will never give up when faced with the challenges of fate! The weak will only be cowards, and will choose to give up when faced with a small setback! " Riken Kenichi looked around and said, "Now, do you choose to be the strong or the weak?"

"Hai, rest assured, Leader! We will live up to our reputation as warriors! We will fight our enemies to the end! "Rijian Mu Zi raised his arms and shouted.

Rijian Mu Zi was of the same generation as Pei Zi Yun's father, Rijian Rijian. He was also a warrior. Although he was not very talented, he was very hardworking and loved to fight. Whenever he had time, he would participate in the suppression of evil spirits.

Now, there was a scar on his face. It was left behind when he fought an evil spirit. Even so, he had never given up on fighting the evil spirit. On the contrary, he saw the scar on his face as an honor. It was the glory of being a warrior.

Hence, when he heard Kenichi Rijian say this, Rijian Mu Zi did not hesitate and was the first to stand up and support him.

Yuzhi Rijian slapped his chest and shouted, "Fight, fight, fight! The glory of a warrior will not be tarnished! The glory of the Rijian family will not be tarnished! "

At this point, Naoto Rijian also spoke out, "Don't worry, we will fight the evil spirits to the end. We will not give up!"

Pei Zi Yun could only feel a certain emotion spreading through him. At this point, there was a whistling sound coming from outside. The Rijian family had increased their attacks!

Hearing this, Naoto Rijian pulled on Pei Zi Yun's hand and said, "Little brother, we are the true descendants of the Rijian family. Our father was the successor of the Rijian family. Although he died in battle, we still have to inherit and protect the Rijian family."

"The ghost race is attacking. For the glory of the warriors, and to let Rijian Mu Zi and Yuzhi know that we are the true successors of the family, please fight with me!"

Pei Zi Yun did not follow Naoto Rijian's footsteps. He pulled his hand back and pulled out his sword.

"Pu!" There was a flash of light as the sword pierced through. Naoto Rijian seemed to be on guard, but it was too late.

The sword perfectly avoided his ribs and went straight for his heart. The sound of flesh being pierced could be heard as blood spurted out from his back.

Naoto Rijian screamed out in agony, his entire body trembled as blood flowed out from his mouth. However, he did not want to die, and pulled out his sword.

He had only pulled out half an inch when the sword was pulled out. More blood spurted out, but Pei Zi Yun avoided it, not staining it.

Naoto Rijian screamed out in agony once more. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when the sword flashed again. His throat was sliced open, revealing a bloody wound. He fell to the ground, clutching his neck with both hands. His entire body was convulsing, and his screams were accompanied by blood.

Pei Zi Yun looked at the dying Naoto Rijian on the ground, expressionless. The people around him shouted out, "Idiot, have you gone mad? Sixth Brother? "

"Have you turned into a demon? Why aren't you kneeling down and begging the family head for forgiveness? "Such actions, to the Rijian family, made it seem as if he had been bewitched by evil spirits.

However, the family head, Rijian Rijian, who was standing in the middle, was shocked. He used his walking stick to support himself as he retreated several steps.

When Pei Zi Yun saw this, he ignored the fact that he was surrounded and shook his head, "Hm, as expected, you're awake!"

"This is called a duel, but it's too unfair. You've deceived me, and yet you're awake!"

"If I'm not wrong, I've been set up as your grandson. Naturally, you'll have the authority to command me, and it'll be difficult for you to resist."

"That's not all. There's also the ghost race plot. The entire family will fight against the enemy, and I can't possibly be a deserter. Once we start fighting against the ghost race, it's fine if I die in the process. You'll win."

"Even if I didn't die, I would have been drained of all my energy and wounds by now. Then, my brother, who was fighting side by side with me, would suddenly make a move to kill me. That would have been the end of me." Pei Zi Yun spoke word by word, his tone cold.

"I have to say, this plot is very interesting. I've been mesmerized." Pei Zi Yun waved his sword, "Tell me, how much did you pay? That's why Rijian Rijian is so biased towards you. "

"You even tampered with the weapon." As he spoke, the cold light of the saber gradually faded and it turned back into a wooden saber. A wooden saber could kill, but it required special skills.

Disregarding everything else, if one were to treat the wooden saber in one's hand as a real saber and directly stab the bone, the wooden saber might break.

No matter how profound the technique was, it was impossible to change the result of the wooden saber breaking.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was immune to confusion as a god, he would have definitely died this time.

"You … how could you be awake, this is impossible!" Riken Kenichi's voice was hoarse, his face full of disbelief.

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