Dealing with the follow-up of old Walker, there was no vigorous funeral, and simply asked the black fox to help deal with it, and hastily found a cemetery to bury it, which can be regarded as a hurry to end the matter.

I can't delay any longer, after all, Sun Miao and Black Fox have too much time to wait here for a long time, and they have been taking care of them.

Although the Jiang family will not come to harass them again for the time being, no one knows the situation of the Iron and Blood Society, after all, they belong to an underground organization, and they are definitely more ruthless than the Jiang family when they really do things.

After making an appointment with Black Fox on the time and place of their next meeting, Sun Miao took Xinying and Mrs. Walker's mother and daughter back to Qinghui Academy.

At this time, it was already night, and the cold source crystal lamp illuminated the street, which was a scene that only the imperial capital, Qinghui, and Qianshi could see.

In many cities, not to mention the source crystal lantern, even the torches can't last long.

"Who is Miaojun looking for?" Xin Sakura on the way back seemed to be in a bad mood again, and she was bored for a long time before asking Sun Miao's question.

"Didn't I tell you before? a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. Sun Miao said such words with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old body, causing everyone present to look at him with a strange gaze.

"Is it a very important person for Miaojun?"

"Well, it's very important, the entire Qinghui City is not as important as that child. Sun Miao showed a simple smile, but his expression revealed seriousness.

Yes, the entire Qinghui City is not as important as that child, Sun Miao thinks so, even if he knows the final possible result, the second still chooses to do something to the child's enemy, and as a result, he was ruined and almost killed, and in the end, it was not for others to help Sun Miao even died in Qinghui City.

"You live on it, clean up today and rest first. Sun Miao pointed to the second-floor corridor of his small building.

Mrs. Walker, fearing that something else might happen, hurried out of the shop with the two of them, and therefore had not much to offer.

The whole room needs someone to clean it, Sun Miao really doesn't have this spare time, and the rooms on this floor are still cleaned up by Xin Ying.

Sun Miao cleaned up a bed by himself, his habits are not so easy to change, he only needs to be sleepy at any time and place, there is no danger around, and he can sleep after being vigilant.

It's a valuable experience gained from countless years of surviving outside the jungle, but it seems out of place now.

Sun Miao estimated that it would take a long, long time for him to get used to a normal life, and he might never be able to adapt to it.

Taking off the black robe and throwing it aside, Sun Miao thought about all the things he encountered today, and from the window, he could see a thin and beautiful figure waving his katana in the small courtyard, the moonlight was as cold as a flower, and there was a sense of beauty when it fell on the girl.

Han Feng waved and moved, reflecting the light of the moon, like a goddess dancing in the world, the fierce killing machine was cold and obscure, making people stay away and dare not blaspheme.

"Smack. Although he shouldn't be disturbed at this time, Sun Miao still couldn't help but applaud, it was really beautiful.

Soft with sharp, cold with strong.

This girl's knife technique gives Sun Miao the feeling that this is it, stubborn and persistent.

"Miao-kun. ”

"You're not going back so late?"

"I'm going to live here. ”

"Huh?" Sun Miao was stunned for a moment: "It's okay, there is a room anyway, you still have to practice knives so late?"

"Swinging the knife for four hours a day, what I didn't finish during the day today, I have to make up for it tonight. ”

Sun Miao knew that this was the homework that Xinying would do every day, no matter how windy or rainy, the thunder would not change.

Every time I watched this girl swing a knife, I could always feel something else, and finally Sun Miao couldn't help but say today: "You are not suitable for the knife technique, right? Or, you are not suitable for this set of knife techniques." ”

Sun Miao hesitated to speak, but he still spoke out.

He never wanted to say this, but Sun Miao had watched her practice knives for a long time, and since she rescued her, she was able to get out of bed and walk, and after raising her hand to hold the knife, she insisted on wielding the knife for several hours every day.

Sun Miao often sat on the sidelines, carving a knife, looking at her, and adjusting his situation.

I have always felt this way, and it wasn't until after the conversation between Jueyuan and Sun Miao that day that Sun Miao understood himself.

At the same time, I also understood why my sword technique was so strange when I saw Shin Sakura.

Shin Sakura practices her sword technique every day, as long as she has the conditions, she will practice like this every day.

"Huh?" Xin Ying frowned slightly, which could make her suddenly have an expression reaction, and Sun Miao's words seemed to affect her.

"Oh, I don't mean the way you practice, I mean, your sword technique is going in the wrong direction. Sun Miao dragged his chin and looked at the girl in front of him who looked like an elf under the moon.

"Please help me explain. Shinzakura bowed.

Sun Miao was very hesitant to say such a thing, in case he let Kojiro know, would he hack me to death? But the way the girl in front of him practiced was obviously problematic, and after a long pause, he said, "Your sword-wielding figure is very similar to Kojiro." ”

"Well, he's my father. Shin Sakura's expressionless face seemed to show a moment of arrogance.

"Uh-huh, but, he wields a knife, it's his knife, no matter how much you repeat his shadow, you can't become him, and in the end you can only become a shadow that looks like him, and in the end, your knife is just a lot like Kojiro. Sun Miao figured everything out and spoke.

"My father was great, and even if he was very much like him, I was satisfied. Shin Sakura's tone was full of yearning.

Sun Miao was very puzzled, her words made Sun Miao instantly not know what to say: "Am I talking about chickens and ducks?"

"How do you think I should cultivate?" Xin Sakura still cared about Sun Miao's opinion, and still added.

Sun Miao sighed and said, "Let's practice more Thousand Illusions Secret Method, and your ninjutsu is even better than your sword talent." "Then you won't be able to track him down.

With her talent, it's much better to walk on a path that suits her than to follow someone's figure, even if that figure is Kojiro's.

Everything starts with imitation, but if the starting point of imitation is too high, sometimes it will directly erase the thing called yourself, without yourself, if you go like others, you will not be able to pay attention to the difficulties, thinking, pain, and doubts in the path of others. So on the road of being like others, he became lost himself and reduced to mediocrity.

Kojiro Sasaki is such an existence, learning from others to live, and others to die.

"My sword skills are something my father would have complied with. Xin Sakura pouted a little without giving up, and Sun Miao was stunned when she saw it, such an ice elf-like girl actually made a childish move, which made Sun Miao a little incredible.

"Yes, you let him see his own shadow in his body, and he is his daughter, he will not hit you directly like me. Sun Miao sighed.

It is estimated that when Kojiro saw his daughter, he himself hesitated to let his daughter continue to study herself, and the result must be that one generation is not as good as the next.

But if you don't let your daughter learn, your own knife may be lost, and Sasaki's knife is really cut out one by one, and he doesn't dare to teach it to others.

Not because of the view of the portal, but because it is too dangerous, too fierce, every knife pays attention to the full force, you die and I die.

The anger is too heavy, and if you hand it over to others, once there is a disciple with a bad heart, it will immediately be a river of blood, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

If it was still the previous island in the Far East, he would be a gatekeeper at most, and he would be able to deal with it immediately if such a person appeared.

But this is no longer the island of the Far East, if there is really such a person, let alone now, even when he is called the Twelve Emperors, he will be forcibly expelled, or even the entire clan will be killed.

Even when Sasaki was called the Twelve Emperor God Slaughter, there were several that he could not defeat.

"Miao-kun, can you help me point out the flaws in my kendo?" Xin Sakura looked at Sun Miao with a longing look, Sun Miao's sword stabbing at Yixin Monk that day made her too impressed, the last sword, that posture, was not a straight knife technique, but a katana's.

Sun Miao's whole person gave Xin Sakura the illusion of being on top, as if she was looking down on anyone and everything.

This feeling didn't make Kokoro feel comfortable.

"Oh, me! Sun Miao hesitated for a long time before sighing softly, walked over with the thorn shadow, stood opposite her and said, "It started from the fall of this source crystal." In his left hand, he took out a piece of source crystal and put it on his thumb and bounced it.

"Okay, Miao-kun, please be careful. Shin Sakura nodded, holding the katana in her hand with both hands, facing Sun Miao, and the horizontal sword was in front of her chest.

"Bang. ”

With the sound of Yuan Jing falling to the ground, Sun Miao took a step forward.

The wooden knife in his hand suddenly changed, splitting into two, two into four, and finally, into eight, pointing directly at every vital point in Shin Sakura's body.

Xin Sakura was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to use the pulse to speed up the swing of the knife, but she hesitated for a moment, because if she swung the knife from her point of view, there was only one flaw, a direction of swinging, Sun Miao's heart.

Sun Miao's knife is a stabbing shadow, a wooden knife, and her knife is a famous knife forged by the island of the extreme east, Han Feng.

She knew too well how sharp her knife was, not to mention Sun Miao between swings, even a fourth-order powerhouse with a whole body enhancement would be difficult to block such a knife with her body.

So she immediately chose to retreat, in which case she swung her knife again, and she would kill him.

The Thousand Illusions Secret Method is an illusion, no matter how powerful the illusion is, it cannot change the essence of the illusion, and only one is real.

As long as you attack the enemy's vital points, you only need to be faster than the opponent, then you can win, at least you can fight and lose.

However, Shinzakura didn't want to do this, so she had to retreat.

So she took another step back, but it seemed to be accompanied by her retreat, this step seemed to give Sun Miao a chance.

Each sword shadow stabbed by Sun Miao split into two sword shadows, and each knife drew a peculiar arc, colluding with each other and intertwining with each other.

In the end, all her angles for swinging the knife to fight back were directly blocked, and any swinging of the knife would be taken advantage of by the other party, so she could only retreat and retreat again.

Three steps, three steps later, Sun Miao's knife pointed directly at her throat, if it was an inch closer, it would be the distance between life and death.

And Shin Sakura, from beginning to end, didn't even swing a knife, and even parried once, and was already defeated.

"Miaojun, you are cheating. Xin Sakura made a gesture of admitting defeat, but there was unwillingness on her lips.