Men, since they should have great ambitions, they should make a difference when they are born in troubled times. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this way, you are a samurai!

Kiyosato Akira's whole body was soaked in blood, and he wanted to open his eyes but was very dry. He endured the pain in his heart, and used all his strength to prop up his body, but his back was like carrying a thousand pounds of burden.

The sharp light of the knife lit up again, and the slash splattered bright blood beads on him, which were splashed on the narrow street along with the fluttering snowflakes.

"Give up!" said the red-haired swordsman.

This is hell, right?

Kiyosato Mingliang thought, who made himself so powerless?

He is not a wicked man, but in this troubled world, this weakness is enough to go to hell!

"I will probably be able to come back in the spring of next year, and I will be patient during this time, and when I return, I will buy some sour pulp for ......the wedding."

The voice echoing in his ears has become unfamiliar, leaving only the throbbing that can't be eliminated, and if he wants to smell the beautiful white plum fragrance again, the man is not yet dead.

There is a force that pulls him back from hell!

"Ah!!h

He roared, grabbing the sword in his hand once more. He wiped the blood from his face, looked around with dry eyes, and the corpses of his colleagues were dumped aside like broken garbage, and the murderer stood in front of him, holding a blood-stained sword, without joy or sorrow, like a puppet.

"Give up!" said the red-haired swordsman again.

"Delusional!"

Kiyosato Mingliang roared and raised his sword and rushed forward, the red-haired swordsman met him silently, the figures of the two staggered, and after a short silence, Dapeng's blood splattered out of his chest, taking away his body temperature, his life, his everything.

The blood slowly spread beneath him, and he lay in a pool of his own warm blood, tossed and struggling.

"No...... Think...... Dead ......"

The sharp blade ran through his throat from top to bottom.

He couldn't breathe, he couldn't make a sound, he just reached out and grabbed into the distance, which was the direction of happiness.

Bar...... I'm sorry......

Kiyosato Akira died, weak and mediocre, slaughtered like a wild dog in a dark alley, no one cared about.

"Yo, Scarlet Village, are you actually injured?" three men appeared, and one of them was a little older and asked in surprise.

The red-haired swordsman touched the wound on his left cheek, which had been left from the interchange. With a light touch of your fingers, you can feel the slippery and slight stinging of the blood.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. ”

"You're going to get hurt too, this man is a master?"

"No, it's just an obsession. The red-haired swordsman put the sword back into its sheath and didn't explain much, he nodded slightly: "Mr. Iizuka, please take care of the aftermath." ”

He's just an executioner, not a scavenger, and he can't take on any other role.

"Kenshin, why do you ignore the people you killed with your own hands when you once buried the corpses of bandits and human traffickers?" A woman stepped out of the shadows, dressed in a robe, wearing a hat, and wearing straw sandals, she was not tall and could not see her face clearly, only to see her long black hair hanging around her waist, and a long tattered knife pinned to her.

Midnight, dark alleys, murder scenes, there may be evil ghosts, but there shouldn't be women.

"Enough fun, it's time to go home, Kenshin!" the woman said again, like a gentle sister calling her younger brother home.

The red-haired swordsman named Kenshin Scarlet Village was like a frog being targeted by a snake, his face was pale and cold sweat flowed.

Although I don't know what the relationship between Pull Daozhai and this woman is, no matter what, Scarlet Village can't go, he is a sharp blade that cuts through the thorns of the old era!

Iizuka made a color, and the other two understood, drew their swords and rushed to the woman: "I'm sorry, but you saw something you shouldn't see, for the sake of the new era, die!"

Jian Xin was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Don't!"

But it was too late, and in the dark night, the sword flashed like lightning, and the blood sprayed into the air, falling with the two round human heads, and the splatters of blood hit the bare feet in straw sandals, like petals falling from white jade.

Iizuka pulled out his sword in a panic, his swordsmanship was not very good, but at this time, only in this way could he obtain a negligible sense of security.

Divine Speed Sword, he didn't even see how the woman cut off the head of her hand.

A swift sword that can cut through time!

"I'm terminally ill. The woman spoke: "Not only in this era, but also in people's hearts." ”

Kenshin's hand rested on the hilt, but he didn't draw it. His hands were shaking, his heart was shaking, and even his voice was shaking: "Sister Yingluo, are you here to arrest me?"

"Arrest you?" Yingluo shook his head: "You didn't do anything wrong, you just played a little bit." Okay, come back with me, the master is quite angry. ”

Fun?

Do you think I'm playing?

I cut off one life after another, even at the cost of turning into a demon of the night, just to see the arrival of a new era, do you think I'm playing?

My pain, my sorrow, my helplessness, my hesitation, you don't understand it at all!

Kenshin's hand stopped trembling, and his heart was like a volcano surging in the dark tide.

"Tsk, what a terrible look!" Ying Luo sneered: "Even I want to kill it, I taught you all your swordsmanship!"

Iizuka was shocked, silently took two steps back, and stretched out one hand into his arms.

Kenshin replied firmly: "I'm not the same person I used to be!"

"Really, let me see!" Ying Luo took off her hat, revealing a young but beautiful face, with a smile on her lips, and looked with interest at the red-haired swordsman in front of her, known as 'Executioner Draw the Sword', as if she was not looking at a murderous ghost, but a little milk dog in the countryside field who had been robbed of his bones.

With a flash of sword light, she leaned her upper body slightly to dodge the attack, and several green silks slowly fell from the air.

"Hehe, take back the preface, it's already a qualified wild dog!" Yingluo seemed to see something interesting, and said with a smile: "Then, don't die!"

As soon as he said it, the overwhelming murderous aura was like the cold wind in the depths of winter, and even his skin felt a tingling pain.

The sword flashed non-stop, and Iizuka couldn't believe what was in front of him.

That executioner drew his sword, the strongest swordsman of the Choshu Domain, and he was suppressed and had no power to fight back!

No, it's not that you can't fight back, it's useless!

Scarlet Village's sword was still sharp and fast, even faster and stronger than ever! But no matter how much he attacked, he couldn't break through Yingluo's ironclad defense.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Scarlet Village is like a boy with a wooden stick and a sword in front of this woman, and he has no power to resist!

If Scarlet Village is a ghost, then this woman is a ghost-loving person!

"Dragonhammer flash!" Kenshin leaped high and slashed downward with a swing of his waist and feet from above.

"Really, didn't I tell you not to leave the ground with your feet easily? It's too early for you to use this trick!" Yingluo shouted softly: "Long Xiang flashed!"

The blade rubbed against the air and made a piercing roar, like a dragon of the Nine Heavens, and the cold white light slashed at Kenshin mercilessly, knocking him out and falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The clothes on his chest were not damaged, but there was a pitch-black sword mark on his chest.

Hurt people without hurting clothes, what a control power this is!

Can't win!

As always, you can't win!

Kenshin's face turned pale, and his hand began to shake again.

"Don't worry, I use a knife face, and if I can't die, I probably have a few broken ribs. Yingluo stepped forward step by step: "Okay, come back with me, Kenshin!"

Go back?

Just go back with nothing?

Aren't you going to be a ghost for the arrival of a new era?

Jian Xin was shaken, how could he defeat Sister Yingluo in front of him?

A figure stood between the two, and Ying Luo raised an eyebrow.

Kenshin was also surprised and shouted, "Mr. Iizuka, run away, you are not Sister Yingluo's opponent." ”

Iizuka smiled bitterly, even his teeth chattering: "I, of course I'm not an opponent." But, but I'm just a small person, and it's not a pity to die! The Choshu Domain can't live without you, Mr. Gui can't live without you, and the new era can't do without you!"

Kenshin was moved: "Mr. Iizuka......"

"Hey, it turns out that there are a group of you talking nonsense, so Kenshin won't go home. Yingluo frowned: "Since this is the case, then cut you all off!"

Her expression was awe-inspiring, and the sword light flashed like Bai Lian, but unexpectedly, Jian Xin blocked the blow with great speed.

"Oh, did you rekindle your fighting spirit in a few words? What a child!" Ying Luo just sneered, but a sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart, and he saw Iizuka throw down the long knife, holding a 'pitch-black stick' in his hand.

Shot-type front-loading rifled guns?

If you can get such a weapon in this era, is this Iizuka a big shot?

But he didn't have time to think about it, and Ying Luo kicked Kenshin away, and the cold gunfire rang out.

"Ding!"

The long sword in Yingluo's hand snapped from it, and the huge impact made her take a step back.

"Earth Dragon Flash!" Kenshin slammed into the ground with a powerful slash, and the rubble surged all over the world, Yingluo raised his hand to protect his head and face, and threw the broken sword in his hand, and there was a cry of pain.

"Let's go!" was Kenshin's voice.

When the smoke cleared, there were no figures of the two of them, and only a pool of blood was left to mark the battle just now.

Escaped?

Ying Luo glanced at the musket projectile that had been cut in half in the corner, and was about to leave, but he heard a whistle, and with the chaotic footsteps, a group of people poured out.

They wore uniform garments with a Sei flag on their backs and a mountain pattern printed on their sleeves.

The girl wearing a light onion feather weave and short golden hair walked out, glanced around with a cold face, and then put her wolf-like eyes on Yingluo.

"I'm the leader of the Shinsengumi Ichiban team, Soji Okita!