Sen Han's blade slammed into brilliant sparks, and the silver-white sword body reflected the old man's sharp eyes.

The ninja's body broke and retreated, as if he had no weight, he walked forward like a ghost, and then retreated like a ghost, his floating body as if he was floating.

The cross sword of Destiny swung a katana in the old man's hand. I don't know why, this long sword with a length of one meter and two seems to have become smaller, more flexible, and more curved in the old man's hand.

His left hand was around Xiu's shoulder, and the long sword in his right hand was still maintaining an upward sword posture and had not yet returned his hand. Tight brows, fluttering belts, tall posture. At this moment, he was as powerful as a general who waved his sword and ordered the three armies to charge at full speed.

"The country gives the surname of the Imperial Gate Shadow, the Oni Wu clan, the source. Sure enough, you're still hiding. The ninja stopped and said coldly.

Yuan snorted with his nose, "Chickens crow, dogs and thieves." ”

The ninja sneered, raised the ninja sword in his hand, and shook the sword defiantly to the center of Gen's eyebrows, without saying a word.

Suddenly, a choking puff of smoke exploded beneath him. When the smoke cleared, the ninja was gone.

Gen slowly lowered the knight's sword.

A drop of blood slid down the bandage in the old man's hand onto the hilt of the sword, flowed to the blade, and slid swiftly down the blade until it fell to the ground.

The wound on his hand had been broken, and the bandage on his arm had turned red at some point. The body was shaky, and he almost immediately fell to the ground.

When the old man's hand was around Xiu's shoulder, Xiu felt it: the old man was not to protect him behind him, but to let the old man have a place where he could support his body, so that he would not fall weak in front of a strong enemy.

"Old man," Xiu said softly.

"Help me back—" his voice was hoarse and laborious.

Xiu hurriedly helped him back to the bed.

The old man closed his eyes tightly, and his breathing was a little rapid.

After a long while, I finally opened my eyes slowly.

"It's old after all." He lamented as if self-deprecating.

"I'll help you change the straps..."

"Nope. Now when the bandage is removed, the wound will immediately break open. After saying that, he muttered for a moment. Xiu, tonight, you're going to dispose of the corpse again. ”

Xiu's movements stiffened.

After a while, he nodded and agreed.

"I'm afraid the injuries of the past few days have been raised in vain..."The old man sighed lightly.

Early the next morning.

When Sakura stepped into Shuku's bedroom, her small nose wrinkled in dissatisfaction.

"Xiu, it's time to clean the room." She looked at the sleepy-eyed boy in the corner. As if he hadn't slept enough, he rubbed his eyes sleepily and curled up listlessly.

"Why do you like to curl up for the night?" Sakura's fingers pinched the edges of the sleeves, rubbing them from time to time, "I can help you prepare another futon..."

"No, it's okay." The one in front of him smiled. He jumped up at once, as if trying to stand up very energetically, but suddenly he did not stand firm and fell to the wall, and his head hurt.

"No, it's okay, we... Let's go get breakfast ready..."

"Breakfast is ready." Sakura said worriedly, "You didn't seem to have a good rest yesterday, so you made breakfast this morning." She walked up to Xiu's body, gently lifted Xiu's bangs, which had grown beyond her eyebrows, and pressed her soft palms against Xiu's forehead.

After a while, the girl who didn't feel anything frowned.

Xiu's eyes widened suddenly.

Sakura's forehead is pressed against the back of her hand, and she feels the temperature difference between the palm of her hand and the back of her hand. She had her eyes closed, and some of her head tilted sideways. She felt very seriously.

At this time, the distance between her and Xiu was only a palm of a hand, a breath away. Faintly, Xiu could feel the temperature coming from the tip of her nose.

For a moment, a strange fragrance loomed at the tip of the boy's nose inadvertently.

He subconsciously wanted to back down, but the girl didn't give in and took a step forward. Pressed tightly against his forehead. This time, he retreated to the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

After a moment, Sakura withdrew her hand with confusion. The blue eyes were filled with doubts and a little relief.

"It's great that you don't look sick. But it's very strange, Xiu, you've been tired for the past two days..."

"No... It's okay... Because I have been having nightmares for the past few nights, I haven't slept well. He said intermittently, but without waiting for her to say anything, Xiu hurriedly said, "Maybe it's some god, ghost, I've heard too much these days, so it's not stable at night, it's okay." It's been a few days. ”

"That..."Sakura seemed to want to say something, Shu hurriedly said, "Sakura, let's have breakfast first, and then... As you said, my room needs to be cleaned properly. ”

Sakura didn't say anything in the end, just nodded. Instead, he walked to Yuan's side and asked softly, "Grandpa, are your injuries okay?" ”

"It still hurts a lot, but it's getting better. Thank you, little girl. If you could come a few more times, maybe my injuries would heal tomorrow? ”

"Then I'll be here often!" Sakura replied with a bright smile.

"Then I'm sorry for you to help the old man bring breakfast. In the past few days, I have been savoring the taste of yellow radish in my mouth. The old man smiled slightly.

"Then I'll help you bring more today!"

"Thank you then!" The old man looked at Xiu, "Are you going to let the little girl go alone?" ”

Xiu stood up a little dazed.

He suddenly felt as if he was sleepwalking, as if he couldn't think about or do anything, and his mind was blank.

It wasn't until the blazing heat on his face woke him up.

He tapped his cheek slightly.

It's hot.

The weather is starting to get warmer, is winter finally over?

He looked at Sakura, who had already walked out the door, and followed.

Walking out of the curtain, the warm sunlight sneaked up on his cheeks, leaving a blazing white light and shadow.

Raise your head and look at the rising sun. The golden red crown, the brilliant warm sun, bright, but not dazzling.

He stared at it in a daze for a long time, and the brilliant light also shone deeply into his body along the crystal-like eyes, illuminating the dark corners of his eyes that were not discovered all year round.

A little bit shines brightly.

It wasn't until the crimson girl called him a third time that he suddenly withdrew his gaze.

Today, it is safe and sound. He looked at the girl's gentle eyes, the corners of his mouth were soft in a trance, and the tip of his right finger touched the index finger of his left hand.

He suddenly felt a little dry and wanted to say something to distract himself, so he asked dryly, "Sakura, what's your breakfast today?" ”

Although he knew that it was nothing more than rice porridge, radish, dried vegetables and the like. Occasionally, the only thing that can improve the diet is a small amount of fish or other meat, but that is only on the premise that Xiu found it by the way.

"Today's staple food is rice." Sakura smiled deftly.

"Huh...?" He wanted to say yes casually, but it didn't feel right. It felt like it was a little more hearty than usual.

"Surprised, right? In fact, there is even more abundant! Sakura said mysteriously, "There is meat for breakfast today!" I also had a hard-boiled egg for everyone! "She's obviously happy.

"That's a lot of fun." Xiu said this, but he felt a little strange.

If these things were to be placed in the Order, they would be very ordinary, and there was no need to be happy. It's just that he's been living here for a long time, and he knows how rich and difficult these foods are for them, so it's really strange to have this all of a sudden.

"Actually, these were all sent by the village chief." She smiled and said, "Early this morning, Brother Hu Che came back. ”

I've worked hard to update it...... Bar...... I feel more and more that after work, time is less and less my own

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