Fukuhara Echigo let out a long sigh, looked at the remnant sun in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh, he was like it, and his days were short. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yingluo held a few bunches of bought meatballs in his hand, three in a bunch, made of glutinous rice, which tasted sweet.

Hearing the other party's sigh, Ying Luo swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "Don't sigh, Katsura Kogoro has done his best, and the real person called Zhi Zhixiong is also a super-first-class master, at least much more powerful than the previous Udo Blade Guard and Uonuma Yusui." ”

So what, I can't defeat you to save me, it's still a waste!

Fukuhara Echigo sighed again, and said weakly: "At least the Udo Blade Guard can still let you get hurt a little, but the person Kogoro is looking for will be defeated by you in three or two clicks." ”

"You'd be wrong to blame people. Yingluo explained: "The Pelican Blade Guard is just a strange move, they just caught me off guard, they really want to fight to the death, I don't wait for them to make a move, I can take their lives." ”

The battle with the heart side and the heart eye, Yingluo seems to be hard, but he doesn't put too much effort into it, and he still fights according to the feeling of learning.

"But unlike the one with Zhi Zhixiong, I fought hard with my life. Masters compete, the victory or defeat is in an instant, and they will not use all the swordsmanship moves again, this is not a vaudeville show. What we have to do is to test each other first, and then immediately use our strongest and best attacks to defeat each other!"

The so-called lion fights the rabbit, and he still does his best! Yingluo showed a proud look: "The nine-headed dragon flash is stronger than the fire production spirit god, so I won!"

Boom!

Fukuhara Echigo swallowed and foamed.

With a smile on his face, Ying Luo continued: "Although Zhi Zhixiong lost, he is not a weak person. With his skills, he is probably ranked third among the people I have met. ”

"Dare to ask...... Which three?" Fukuhara Echigo asked cautiously, curious.

"First, Kiyojuro Higu, my master. Until now, I haven't been sure that I will be able to beat him. It feels like he's above me. Yingluo was a little unwilling: "I still need time to precipitate my skills!"

Fukuhara Echigo nodded, the person who can teach a sword hero like Yingluo is probably also a great swordsmanship master, right?

If he knew that Bigu was not really keen on swordsmanship, but liked pottery, he would have dropped his jaw in surprise.

It is undeniable that he is such a person, but his swordsmanship is invincible in the world, which is probably the so-called desireless and rigid.

"Second, it's the Kyoto Shinsengumi, the genius swordsman Okita Soji, her earth-shrinking magic skill is already the peak of human speed, and the ignorant three-stage thorn is even more of an ordinary flat stab to the extreme, and there should be four thorns, five stabs or more in the back, but her body is ...... God is jealous of talents. ”

When it came to the General Division, her heart was blocked. The only swordsmanship that he can handle, but he can't get sick. Therefore, everything has value and shortcomings, and because of this, everyone is an independent and different individual, and has this unique value.

It's a pity that different people can't understand each other, which leads to disagreements and fights.

Even in the future twenty-first century, this is inevitable, with little restraint.

Is it human nature to kill?

No!

If it is in the nature to kill, then why should humans learn how to kill?

Human nature is neither good nor evil.

Just like swordsmanship, how it is depends on the person holding the sword.

Yingluo shook his head and pulled away. If the head secretary is in good health, the two of them will fight to the death, and it will also be a god speed sword, and they will probably lose both.

"The third is that Zhi Zhixiong is real. She continued: "If nothing else, in terms of the will to survive, he should be the first! He is still the first to be hit head-on by the nine-headed dragon flash and not die. You may not know that the moment I hit him, he once adjusted the part of the sword with a slight movement, although it was a millimeter, but it really avoided the vital point, I have to say, he is quite a powerful guy. It's a pity that his sword is too light, and he hasn't found the motivation to swing it, and he swings it completely by virtue of talent and instinct, which is a pity. If he can find his own way in the future, his swordsmanship will definitely be more perfect, right?

Yingluo licked her lips, looking like she was imagining the future.

Fukuhara Echigo asked again, "What about the executioner who drew his sword?"

"Him?" Ying Luo smiled and shook his head: "He can't, his sword is too chaotic, it's a contradiction." But it doesn't matter, he's still young and talented, as long as he has more experience, he will naturally grow, I believe him!"

The executioner named Kenshin Kagemura is still just a child. No matter how good his swordsmanship was, he was always a child.

Just thinking about it, she felt a weight on her legs, and a child actually hit it in a panic, and then fell down with a bang.

Of course Yingluo is fine, but there are some stains on his clothes. The child sitting on the ground panicked, showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and apologized again and again.

She stretched out her hand to the child, startling the other party and trembling all over, but there was not a single tear, still forced a smile.

Are you going to, are you going to be beaten?

The child closed his eyes in horror.

But then came a round stuff in the mouth. The sweet taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, causing a large amount of saliva to secrete in his mouth immediately.

Glutinous rice balls!!

He opened his eyes and looked at the man who gave him food.

It was a young girl, with long hair and a knife and a gourd pinned to her waist, squatting in front of her, looking at herself with a smile.

Unlike the falseness of their own smiles, the other party's smiles are as bright as the spring sunshine.

She gently touched the top of her head, rubbed her hair, and then said, "Little guy, do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

What is that?

The child doesn't understand, but doesn't he agree that he can follow the other person?

For the first time, he arose an emotion called longing.

"Nice looks!" Yingluo nodded with satisfaction and pulled him to his feet: "Take me to your house, I'll tell your parents." ”

The child was sold to Yingluo for ten pieces of silver, which was about the price of a knife.

His parents were not reluctant, but a little happy. His face was full of expressions of "I didn't expect garbage to be sold for money", and he looked like he had taken a big advantage, and even took the initiative to let them borrow the firewood room.

There was a small ball of straw in the firewood room, and the child slept in the firewood room all the time.

Stepfather and stepmother? Yingluo is too lazy to understand, and even if it is her own father and mother, she doesn't think it is strange. In this world, there are people like Kaoru's mother, and there are people like the parents of children, and everything is possible.

She will not deny the existence of the other party because of her dislike, she is not so arrogant.

The only thing she has to do is to rescue her in times of danger.

Just like Bigu, everything is fateful.

If you can't see it, then there's nothing you can do.

She's not an all-powerful superman.

Even with swordsmanship that is superior to all beings, she doesn't think she's different.

The child diligently prepared the straw for sleeping at night, and it could be seen that he was also very happy, was it because he was out of the sea of suffering?

"What are you buying him for?" Fukuhara Echigo asked strangely, "He has been smirking since we met, and he is not necessarily a fool." ”

"Fool?" Ying Luo smiled: "The person who thinks he is a fool is a fool!

Fukuhara Echigo was stunned: "Genius?"

Yingluo nodded: "Yes, a genius in swordsmanship, I can see it at a glance!" So I bought him with a heart of love. Bigu probably felt the same way when he saw himself and Kenshin, right?

Fukuhara Echigo's spirit has been very poor recently, and he curled up in the corner and said, "I really can't see where such a little ghost is a genius." ”

Therefore let no one be a disfigurer. Yingluo said pointedly: "You nobles think you are superior, but you don't know that among the untouchables you despise, there are far more people than you, which is why you want to monopolize knowledge and resources." Because you are afraid, one day, these people will counterattack and knock you from the clouds to the ground!"

Fukuhara Echigo's face became ugly, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he just said stiffly: "Hmph, with those people, how can you shake the famous family, you are just bluffing." ”

"Families, countries, these are made up of people, and the ancestors who created all this did not have such illustrious family backgrounds as you do now. It is better to say that the family background has become prominent because of them, and it is not like you are now, relying on this prominent family background to bully others. ”

Yingluo smiled, but his tone was surprisingly cold: "If you continue like this, all that awaits you is destruction, and then you will be replaced by a newborn family!"

No one knows better than her what the era will be.

In front of the wheel of history, it is not only the roads that have been flattened, but also the decaying old forces!

That's change.

Fukuhara Echigo was speechless, but he knew it in his heart. There are more and more gentlemen in the family, and most of them are not exaggerated to describe them as not learning and not knowing, and even several of his sons are addicted to wine, so that at their age, they have to work hard for the family and do everything themselves.

How long can this family last?

He didn't know.

Maybe it won't be too long......

The child walked in with a straw, and Yingluo beckoned to him and asked, "I forgot to ask, child, what is your name?" ”

"Sojiro. The child replied, "Sojiro Seda!"