The moonlight shone on the little girl's face like water, and Haruko pushed open the window and stood quietly at the window, her eyes hazy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, she moved slightly, and muttered, "Brother, I miss you so much."

A wave of sadness hit, and she couldn't help but wrap her clothes again, as if she couldn't overcome the cold wind blowing in.

The longing is worse than the cold, it grows out of the body, there is nothing to resist, I still remember when I was a child, my brother held a bamboo sword and dangled mischievously in front of her.

"Brother, I want to go home".

"Play for a while, I haven't practiced this set of swordsmanship yet."

"What kind of swordsmanship has been practicing for so long?"

"Whirlwind Slash".

Under the moonlight, my brother's voice was still in my ears, and when I got home, when I was eating, I said to my father while holding chopsticks: "Dad, my brother has recently practiced a very powerful set of swordsmanship."

Dad smiled and cooperated, "Oh, what swordsmanship?"

"Whirlwind Slash", Haruko's milk raw milk airway.

Dad was stunned for a few seconds, then came back to his senses and laughed, "Haha, that's good...... This kid actually knows about Whirlwind Slash."

Haruko pouted, "Dad, is the whirlwind slashing powerful?"

Dad suddenly became serious when he heard the three words of Whirlwind Slash, his eyes showed a look of fascination, and he muttered: "Whirlwind Slash, that is the most powerful trick in the world."

Haruko also became excited, and said with wide eyes: "Wow, when will my brother be able to practice?"

Dad was amused again, and sneered: "Good boy, no one has been able to practice that sword for a hundred years, your brother and he, he still doesn't know anything......

Haruko saw her father's joking face, and her little face turned red with anger, and she pouted angrily: "Brother will definitely be able to connect."

The elder brother was sitting next to her and was holding a bowl and burying his head in eating, and he was very happy when he heard her words, and grinned: "That's it, I will definitely practice."

However, in the end, my brother still didn't practice, and he didn't even know what a whirlwind slash was, and all the rumors about swordsmanship were heard from his elders.

Gradually, as he grew older, his brother quickly returned to reality, and sure enough, the Whirlwind Slash only existed in legends.

A few years later, my brother entered a well-known local sword field to learn swordsmanship, and the teacher was also a swordsman with great practical experience.

When leaving, Haruko looked at her brother and waved her hand, "You must come on!"

However, it didn't take long for the news to arrive: my brother was dead!

Unexpectedly, my brother ran out of the sword field and participated in a war, and the reason that induced my brother to leave at that time was: children should stop playing and come to the battlefield if they want to see real swordsmanship.

That was Dongying's usual slogan, the propaganda slogan of the conscription.

For the death of her brother, Haruko's young heart was greatly stimulated, she never thought that one day her brother would suddenly disappear, disappear forever, and everything about her brother disappeared from this world.

She cried every day until one day while cleaning her brother's room, a sword fell to the ground, which was the Ice Spirit Sword that her brother used on the battlefield.

She held the sword in the palm of her hand, tears rolling in her eyes.

She said hoarsely: "Brother, let me live instead of you."

Since then, Miss Haruko, who has been dressed up all day, has suddenly become a person who doesn't even know her father, and one of her daughters actually picked up a sword.

Since then, she has rarely spoken, nor has she interacted with people, and gradually her former friends have forgotten her, and she has almost become a mute.

When she walked out of her brother's room again, the outside world was no longer the same, the small sapling at the gate had grown lushly, and it had taken her ten years of youth to practice swords.

Coming out unconsciously, she didn't seem to have changed at all, and ten years seemed to be in an instant, and in an instant, Dongying had one more supreme in the sword from then on.

The fact that the sword was finally witnessed was not a legend, but a real one.

The proof of existence is the sword in her hand.

Scenes from the past flowed in front of her eyes, and the memories continued, she raised her face and sniffed, and the breeze outside the window was accompanied by a burst of flowers.

The fragrance of the flowers was strong, but not the smell of the manor, and she savored it, a familiar and long-ago feeling, that it was the cherry blossoms that bloomed only in spring.

His face was still indifferent, and he slowly turned around, and the closed red lacquer door was indeed pushed open, and a Dongying samurai walked in from outside the door.

His steps were light and steady, and even the sound of the wind outside the door seemed to be still when he walked in.

As soon as he saw Haruko, he knelt down and performed a very standard etiquette before he spoke: "The subordinates are late, please punish the Sword Emperor."

Haruko raised her face and said lightly: "You go back, I still have something to do here."

The samurai looked embarrassed and said slowly, "But it's not easy for the subordinates to come here."

"There are a few people here who are very difficult to deal with."

The warrior hesitated, "Sword Emperor, you know it all before?"

Haruko glanced out the window and said, "That's why I'm staying."

The samurai said, "But this is not good for your safety as the Sword Emperor," he said, and he couldn't help but look at the headless corpse on the ground.

"Let's go, I can't get out if I want to go."

"Since the Sword Emperor said so, his subordinates had no choice but to do so", the warrior straightened up in embarrassment, and saluted very politely, his steps had just crossed the threshold, and the wind outside was loud, and a pale yellow figure swept down, blocking his three steps.

Long Xi smiled and said, "Presumably, Your Excellency is the evil ghost who specializes in cutting off people's heads."

The samurai pulled out a scimitar from his waist, his face was solemn, and he said, "What is it?"

"What a powerful Dongying ninjutsu", Long Xi took two steps back.

When the smoke screen cleared, the samurai jumped to the roof, staring at Longxi with a pair of eyes like knives, and said with a smile: "You are not bad, there are really strong people in Middle-earth."

Long Xi tilted his head and said with a smile: "Your Excellency knows the truth of killing people to pay for their lives."

The samurai's face was like frost, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly shook, and dozens of cold stars smashed towards Longxi, laughing and said, "You want my life, I'm afraid it's not easy."

Long Xi still had a smile on his face, it was not too difficult for him to dodge these hidden weapons, his hand finally came out of the cuff, accompanied by a sharp air current, like a cold sword blade.

At this moment, Haruko also walked out of the house, raised her head and looked at the roof, the samurai on the roof immediately understood, and dozens of cold rays flew out of his hand, Long Xi chuckled, his body naturally avoided it easily, but at the same time, the little girl's body was also shrouded by the cold star.

Long Xi was startled, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly protected her, and the warrior snorted lightly: "Good body."

Long Xi protected the little girl under him and rolled on the ground, and by the time he stood up, he had three more darts in his hand, and the samurai on the roof was gone.

Long Xi sighed: "It's a pity."

The little girl got up from under him, stared at his hand without blinking, and muttered, "Very good".

Long Xi looked at her, snorted lightly, and said, "It's to save you again."