The grass hamlet itself is not big, just a few wooden houses. There are several vegetable fields next to it, and the seasonal melons and vegetables are planted inside. There is also a small house similar to a stable behind the wooden house.

Outside these houses, there is a barrier that isolates the inside and outside, which should be because of the designated object type barrier, so it has no effect on ordinary people, but it will make weird people not pay attention to this place, thus ensuring the safety of the grass chamself.

"Grandpa, we're back!"

After seeing the grass hut, the girl named Acun immediately walked into the grass hut with her younger brother on her back with a happy face, and also made a loud greeting.

However, without saying hello loudly, after hearing the sound of the flying dragon landing causing the airflow to roar, the people inside had already walked out.

"Is Ah Cun back?"

The sound is not like an elderly person, but rather like a young person.

Immediately afterwards, the voice-oriented master walked out of the grass hut and came to the front of several people.

That was not an old man who could be described by the name "grandfather", but a young man who looked only about twenty years old, with short bright red hair, and gave a very spiritual impression at first glance. He was wearing a snow-white Hoori on his shoulders, naked with his upper body, revealing a very strong body.

Perhaps because he was alert to the movement caused by Yu Feilong, he was holding a sword that looked quite good in his hand, and he rushed up to chop people when there was any movement.

This is clearly a strong guy, no grandpa.

“It’s amazing.”

Treasure Yuan Yinshun looked at the red-haired young man holding Acun in his arms, and a kind look as if he was caring for his descendants. A look of surprise appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that there was a single servant here?"

Not only him, but Liuxia also confirmed through Lingji's reaction that the fierce young man in front of him was undoubtedly a follower.

If he is a servant, then calling himself a grandfather is nothing. After all, when the heroes are summoned, they mostly appear in the highest state. So even though he looks very young and handsome on the outside, he may be decades old in his heart, so it is reasonable to call himself a grandfather.

"Is that true? It turns out that you saved Akun."

After the red-haired young man learned from Akun that they were enemies and not friends, his tiger face relaxed slightly, but he did not immediately choose to trust a few people, but instead turned his attention to Aesdes and Doteya among the few people.

"I always say something, but there seems to be some strange creatures among you who are mixed in?"

After the young man pointed out this matter without hesitation, everyone's eyes gathered on the two of them, even Treasure Insun and Miyamoto Musashi were no exception.

Because Esdes and Doteya were unable to hide their magic, they actually saw through their identity as not human, but because they were Liuxia and others who helped escape, they did not mention it.

"Then I have something to say, just like what you said."

Liuxia took a step forward instead of Esdes and Doteya, and said calmly: "Not only them, but also me, and this flying dragon, are all ghosts. To be precise, they are all ghosts turned from me."

There are only three existences who have turned into ghosts from the hands of Ryuxia, so far, namely Esdes, Doteya, and this flying dragon.

Asdes and Doteya are his subordinates. The stronger they are, the more beneficial they will be to Liuxia. Although Doteya is just a scientific researcher, he also gave her the same winding level ghost blood as Asdes, but it did not improve her strength much.

As for the flying dragon, the reason why it turned it into a ghost was purely because Liu Xia hoped that as a tool dragon, it could fly faster and carry more packages. Because Zhu Shi had a cat that turned into a ghost in his hand, Liu Xia was inspired to give it ghost blood.

After giving the flying dragon blood, he successfully turned it into a ghost. However, because its soul had long dissipated, it was not resurrected. It was still a dead dragon. It only grew two times. The length of the tail had grown from five meters to ten meters. The flight speed did increase a lot faster. There was also this reason why Liuxia arrived at the battlefield so quickly to save Fujimaru Rika and Musashi.

Because of the lack of resurrection, the flying dragon is still dead. It can be controlled through the Eight Rooms. It is also because it is a ghost turned into by Liuxia, so Liuxia can also control it through ghost blood. There are two ways of control in disguise, and it can be switched freely, not only can it be placed in the different space of the Eight Rooms, which is very convenient.

"Roar? It's quite straightforward. I don't hate such people."

The red-haired young man snorted, then inserted the knife in his hand that looked ten times more expensive than Liuxia's sword and casually inserted it into the soil at the door, walked out, and opened the barrier.

"Come in for now. It is a kind of kindness that I have to repay for saving Acun. But if you have any bad intentions, don't blame me for driving you out."

His words seemed quite impolite, but they also reflected his cheerful personality of speaking directly. No one among them was so stingy that he would care about his tone. After leaving Feilong outside, they walked into the grass hut.

As soon as they entered the temple, they immediately saw more than twenty unique swords inserted on the ground in the front yard, each of which had the craftsmanship level that was not inferior to the one taken out by the red-haired young man before. Judging from the eyes of professional swordsmen like Ryuxia and Musashi, they were also very good swords.

If you put it outside, you will definitely become the target of samurai who snatch it, but you will be stuck in the soil like a pearl like dust. If others see it, you will probably accuse him of not caring for his famous sword.

"Isn't this all a good knife?"

Sure enough, Musashi's eyes were attracted by the swords inserted on the ground at the first time. Her eyes shiny and she pulled them out casually. It emitted a sword energy that was much sharper than ordinary blades, which made her wave it in a sudden and unconcealed her love for this sword.

The two knives she carried with her were actually just ordinary knives. They were bought at a bargaining price in a knife shop in a certain world. They have been broken many times during this period and have never used such a good knives.

"Don't care, it's just a failure."

The red-haired young man waved his hand very casually, his face full of indifference to these swords.

"This kind of good knife is just a failure?"

Musashi suddenly widened his eyes, with a shocked expression like 'Uncle, who is you', and asked carefully: "Can you take the liberty to ask, your name?"

"It's not a famous name, my husband's name is Muramasa."
Chapter completed!