Rustling............ Rustling.

The evening breeze blows lightly on the street of swords, and the blue waves chase the beach.

A handsome young man strolled on this somewhat cool beach, his steps were light, and one step left an outline.

With empty hands, Zilong let the sea breeze cross his fingertips, leaving a little wind pressure, as if someone was holding his immature hand when he was a child.

Phew————

As soon as he inhaled and exhaled, Zilong's nasal cavity was full of the smell of home.

But he knew best in his heart that that 'home' was gone.

The world has ...... There's no place for him to go back.

Looking at the end of the cape, he is still alone.

Case............ At least..................

Let these people, not be homeless again.

Kasha, Kasha.

Zilong pulled out the red tassel from the corpse of Lie Hongchuang, and slowly picked up the spirit snake from the ground.

With his gun in his hand, he walked towards the waves in the sea breeze.

Qingshan, who was rubbing his head, also noticed Zilong's move.

He watched quietly, looking at the happy wind of the pure and immaculate youth.

Seeing that Zilong gently inserted the spirit snake into the sand, the waves swept through his silver boots, and the spirit snake's spear blade was divided into two and gathered on the beach.

In the next moment, I saw Zilong leaning his body sharply, holding the red tassel in his hand, as if shooting arrows with a bow............

Whoosh————————

With a flick of his hand, a rapid sound of breaking wind attracted the attention of the three people on Sword Street.

Three seconds later, Zilong stabilized his body, only to hear a faint sound from the sound of the waves hitting in the distance............

Poof.

...... throwing guns?

One of the three guns, the red tassel, has sunk into the sea, and if you want to find it again, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Yixin was silent, watching Zilong slowly pick up another spirit snake.

Alice wondered, what the hell is this guy doing?

Qingshan paused, always feeling ...... He could understand Zilong's current mood. It's complicated, it's hard to say, but it's understandable.

The tail of the robe with a silver dragon pattern fluttered in the wind, and after passing with a pop, the famous spear and silver snake sank into the sea.

I always feel ............ After throwing those fame, fortune, heavy weapons and the like into the sea.

My body also feels a lot lighter.

From now on, no one will ever use these things to kill people again. Never...... Someone fights for these things, and they will never ...... again. Some people will distort their life path because of these things.

In a happy mood, Zilong smiled with his back to the moon, turned around, and shouted in the direction of the three of them: "Brother Qingshan, come and help me!"

Kiss.

Hearing his name, Aoyama woke up as if a small bubble had suddenly exploded in front of him.

It turned out that he had just seen Zilong's appearance, and he was already a little fascinated............

He looked back at Isshin and Alice in the moonlight.

The kimono has faded in half, the bandage on his waist is still wrapping around and around, and Yixin's expression is soothing, and the sharpness has also retreated a little.

Alice squinted her eyes, not caring about Aoyama's appearance at all, just continuing with the work at hand, and said a few casual words.

"No one will bother, you go, I'll continue to bandage Yixin. ”

By now, it's almost a matter of winning and losing.

Seeing Zilong throw his weapon into the sea, coupled with the fact that Qingshan and Zilong seem to know each other, there must be no danger.

Qingshan nodded, then got up and trotted in the direction of Zilong by the sea.

The robe rippled in the moonlight, and Qingshan felt his steps brisk, faster and faster.

Run to that person's side............

"What's wrong? Zilong?"

No one will bother the two of them now, and it seems that Qingshan and Zilong finally have a chance to have a good conversation.

The handsome young man smiled lightly, and he looked about the same age as Qingshan.

"Haha, Brother Qingshan, I'm really sorry, can you still ask you to help me bring the corpse over there......? I don't want to see them die here like this, how to say it, they are also figures with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes, and their net worth is ...... It's not bad. ”

It turned out that Zilong, who was deeply affectionate, couldn't sit idly by, and wanted to make his companions who had been with each other day and night in the wilderness.

"Of course, it's a trifle. ”

This juvenile habitat made Qingshan involuntarily think of Jianming, if it was Jianming, he would definitely say so.

It's a trifle, that being said............

Picking up Blazing Hongchuang's feet, Aoyama found that this person was even heavier than he had imagined.

Is the sword heavy? Compared to the pen, it must be the heavier side.

Those who often hold a pen...... Have you ever thought that you would one day swing a sword?

There is no doubt that there is.

Those great ambitions, great unfinished business.

It's not a problem that can be solved on paper.

But............ What about those who wield swords?

Sword, compared to corpse, which ............ Will it be heavier?

Did those who wielded swords and kill people ever think that they would one day carry corpses?

Do you ever think about the weight that body once carried?

Would you have considered the enemy coming to the door and adding another corpse?

A corpse...... A corpse...... Another corpse......

They enumerate the words.

How heavy is the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood!?

That's a weight that one person, one family, or even the world can't bear............

From holding a pen to holding a sword, it is a process of turning ideas into action.

From wielding a sword to moving a corpse, this is an action that takes responsibility for what you do.

One person has the beginning, and the other has to end.

How many people in the world can be called husbands, take responsibility for their own behavior, carry out their beliefs to the end, and seek a good beginning and a good end?

How many people persecuted themselves, and left what they cut off, and left them to decay, giving off a hideable stench, spreading the plague, and making people sick?

Halfway down the road, at least ............

These two men with corpses in their hands deserve to live when they do good deeds.

Carrying Yao Wanli, who had been cut in two, Zilong also walked to Qingshan's side.

There were long trails on the sand, like two ruts.

The time for high tide has arrived.

The sea water touched the feet of the two, causing a slight chill to move between the toes, feeling the caress of the water.

"And then, Zilong, just throw them into the sea?"

Looking at the sea level, Zilong nodded and said to Qingshan: "Well, let's bury it at sea like this, the sea is the best place to return, from the day the world began, the sea has appeared, the sea knows everything so far, the sea knows what to do, the sea is the origin of everything, and the end of everything." ”

Everything ...... Terminal.

Remember that Eris had said that in the near future, a monstrous wave would swallow everything in the world............

Don't...... Zilong has something to do with this?

Puff, puff.

With a strong flick, the three corpses splashed a lot of waves and sank deep into this dark ocean.

Qingshan and Zilong forgot their backs, silently watching the direction of the strong man's departure.

That's when a change happens.

Gradually, the waves at the feet of the two were no longer pure white moonlight.

Instead, it is like the stars in the sky, a faint blue light.

The blue light became stronger and denser, and it actually shone on the clothes of the two, with faint blue ripples.

"It's ............ Fluorescent sea?"

Aoyama is well-read, and naturally understands this natural phenomenon, which he had read about in books when he was young.

This is a rather unusual phenomenon, where microorganisms and luminescent algae accumulate in the ocean, making the sea water look glowing.

"Well, it's so beautiful, Brother Aoyama. ”

Zilong didn't look surprised, it seemed that he also knew the principle of this phenomenon, and it was more as if he had seen it a few times with his own eyes............

He turned his head and looked at the green mountains, the moon was still bright on the horizon, and the sea water was blue under his feet, just as a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes stood beside him.

"What a coincidence, Brother Qingshan, we were able to encounter such a rare fluorescent sea. ”

What a coincidence...... What a coincidence.

The blue of the blue sea, the bright moon on the horizon, and the green mountains in front of you.

One session and one session.

Some encounters are only once in a lifetime.

If you miss it this time, you won't know what year it will be next time.

This month, this sea, this man.

It happens to be a beautiful day, how can you let go of the pretense? How can people be willing?

Looking at Qingshan's face, Zilong's heart beat faster.

He gently touched the back of Aoyama's hand with his wrist and said to him......

"Brother Qingshan, I have a reluctant request, I hope you ...... Can promise me. ”

Aoyama looked at the starlit waves in front of him, feeling this brief moment of unity between heaven and man.

Look at the sea that swells day and night, like a glowing river Styx, sending the souls of the deceased two to the dark abyss.

"What's wrong, Zilong, what's the matter with you, but it's okay to say it. ”

Qingshan looked back, only to find that Zilong's expression and atmosphere had changed.

There is no previous immaturity and innocence.

At this moment, what caught Qingshan's eyes was a heroic, gentleman's face.

"I hope ...... Brother Qingshan, you can fight me. ”

............ Bang, la, la.

The starry waves crash on the beach, as if they are competing with the snow in this way.

On the coast, on the beach, two fiddler crabs that have just woken up from winter meet in a narrow way. It's a hard fight.

Fiddler crabs, one hand is long, and the other hand is short.

Crackling, the fiddler crab was attacking with his long pincers, only to see that the other fiddler crab could block it with its short pincers.

Nature is amazing.

It looks like spring is coming......

"Zilong, is it still necessary?"

It would be a shame that one of these two teenagers would die here before spring arrived.

As soon as Qingshan's words blurted out, he found the answer from Zilong's face full of seriousness.

"This battle has nothing to do with the three guns, let alone the Hundred Soldiers Conference, it is only about my Zilong to try his skills, and I hope that the Qingshan Road will be convenient, don't be merciful. ”

Looking at Zilong's unyielding and firm expression, this sea breeze, this bright moon, this blue tide, this snow.

I will never be able to enter the eyes of the green mountains again.

"I see. ”

Qingshan pursed his lips, and he was about to agree to Zilong's reluctant invitation. ’

"It turns out that Zilong, you appeared on Sword Street just to try your skills?"

Speechless, Zilong in the moonlight just nodded slightly. The blue waves appeared on his face.

"Today's battle, although I don't want to, I can't avoid it. ”

As soon as he raised his head, a sharp aura like a long roar appeared on that handsome face.

"Draw your sword, Brother Aoyama. ”