Beichen's slashing is just an episode.

Each person, each different genre, their different philosophies are the way they choose to live.

Qishi already had his own answer in his heart, so after leaving Beichen Yidaoliu, Qishi had the idea of not wanting to indulge in such a calm.

First of all, you have the ability to talk, and then you can do other things if you can live well.

The one qiē in her previous life was a thing of the past for Qishi, and she didn't understand why she had changed like this, but now she has no clue if she wants to go back.

"That's not bad, right?"

"What? Sister Asakura? ”

Kenshin heard Nanami's sloquery.

"Nope." Qishi shook his head: "The master is here." ”

Bigu Seijuro said that he would take them back today and let Nanami Kenshin wait for him at the bazaar.

So early in the morning, after saying goodbye to Chiba Dingyoshi, they came to the market.

didn't wait long, and Bigu Kiyojuro arrived as promised.

"Master!" Kenshin shouted.

"Let's go." Nanami grabbed Kenshin's hand and walked towards Hiko.

"Is there a catch?"

Be concise and to the point.

"Well, a lot to gain."

"Even if Kenshin doesn't fall ill this time, it's planned to come to visit Beichen Yidaoliu" Kiyoshijuro Higu said, "In the future, I will take you to various schools to see, and people who practice martial arts can't sit in a well and watch the sky." ”

After a brief exchange, it was time to hit the road, and it was time for them to leave after the Kanda replenishment.

Kanda is not far from Edo, and Edo is the core of Yiqiē, and to stay away from her is to stay away from danger and suffering, and at the same time to stay away from this era.

"Master." Seven truths

"What?"

"I want to go back to Edo."

"Now?" Their next stop was not Edo.

"No, I want to wait until one day I learn the mysteries of the Flying Sword Stream."

"Want revenge?"

He knew that Asakura Nanami, as a child of the Asakura family, wanted to avenge his dead parents was not strange, but Nanami had never had the intention of revenge in the past.

"No, it's just fun."

Just like everyone wanted to go to Beijing in the past, Edo is the Tokyo of the future, and once you have learned a skill, there is the best stage for display.

"If you learn the skill of flying the sword, I can't stop you, and when the time comes, it's up to you to go wherever you want, but you have to cherish your little life."

Kiyojuro Bigu thought that he would start wandering the world after completing his studies, in fact, his original name was not Hiko, but each generation of Flying Sword will inherit this name, which is considered a ceremony.

"There is only one descendant of each generation of the Flying Sword Stream." He said, "In my generation, they have broken their vows."

"I'm not going to teach you the ultimate meaning of the Flying Sword Stream."

“”

Qishi didn't expect that there would be such a rule.

"However, if you can understand it on your own, I can't help it."

Biko Kiyojuro's words are a little strange.

What is the inheritance of the Flying Sword Stream? Qishi faintly felt that the master must have hidden something.

"Self-realization"

"Qishi, you are my disciple, now I have no family and I have already regarded you as my child, some words are not good, but I have to say it."

Kiyojuro Hiko looked at Kenshin

"Kenshin's talent is very high, after all, the Flying Sword Flow is not an easy swordsmanship to master, and those who can experience it must have extraordinary qualifications."

Kenshin suddenly heard the master praise himself, a little uncomfortable, he opened his mouth to say, but there were no words, and finally he didn't speak.

"If you want to compare, Kenshin's talent is probably even higher than that of Okita Soji."

"Indeed." The so-called sword heart is clear, and the master's vision of seeing people is really good.

"And you are a ghost."

Ghost.

Inhuman monsters.

"I sometimes wonder if I should kill you." Kiyojuro Hiko said calmly.

He looked at Qishi with a complicated expression.

"Qishi, I hope you will be in the future, don't give me a reason to kill you."

"Qishi, I hope you will be in the future, don't give me a reason to kill you."

I hope that in the future, you will not give me a reason to kill you.

“！”

When she woke up from her dream, Qishi felt that her back was cold, and she sat for a while before she was completely awake.

It seems like I've been dreaming about something for years.

I dreamed of my father's death, I dreamed of apprenticeship, I dreamed of the flow of natural reason, and my first encounter with Kenshin

"If the master wants to kill me, it will be a nightmare."

In 1860, he was twelve years old.

It's been six years since I learned to fly the sword.

Qishi is no longer immature when she was a child, she is already twelve years old, she already has fifty percent of her mother's appearance, she is like a girl who blends ink and water, she can't dress up, but she doesn't need to dress up, Qishi is destined not to be gorgeous.

She just needs black and white.

"Sister Asakura." Kenshin knocked on the door, the house they lived in was not big, but because Nanami was a girl, Higu had prepared a room for her.

"I'm awake."

Nanami got up and changed his clothes, tied his hair up, and walked out of the room.

Kenshin stood outside the door, he had two long swords pinned to his waist, and his reddish hair was also tied into a ponytail, although Qishi had developed, but Kenshin's height had been on par with her, and it had been five years unconsciously, and Kenshin had seen a lot of hell in five years, he worked hard to practice swordsmanship and almost forgot to sleep and eat, and he was only eleven years old and already looked much more mature than his peers, as for his swordsmanship, Qishi didn't dare to say that he could defeat Kenshin.

Without the smile he used to have, Kenshin wanted to do something, and Qishi knew what he wanted to do.

"Let's go, morning exercise."

Kenshin said.

"Kenshin."

Nanami placed his hand on Kenshin's shoulder

"Do you want to leave?" It's a question, but there's no question at all.

Kenshin is very introverted, and he always holds back his thoughts in his heart, and he won't say it until the end.

"Hmm."

Kenshin was silent for a long time, and finally admitted.

"Nowadays, there are more and more people with the Restoration, and I feel that I can use the skills I have learned."

"If I can't get people out of this purgatory, why should I try?"

Time passes.

To live, man must live in a world dominated by his own will.

Kenshin's will is to protect and transform.

He knew what it meant to be painful, so he couldn't watch others endure it.

The sword heart of the sword heart is the justice of the world.

The end of the third volume of Kenshin

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