Chapter 122, The Sword That Doesn't Kill
The huge screams of Yokoyama completely suppressed the chaotic scene of the small mountain village, and the unheard loud screams shocked people's hearts.
Shumu Jianyue couldn't help but cover his ears, he could scream so loudly, this guy is also a talent.
However, because of this, Yokoyama Ke's subordinates stopped wreaking havoc on the villagers, and after regrouping, they looked at the tragic situation of the leader one by one, and they were at a loss.
"You idiots, you still have kung fu to watch."
Looking at the stupid appearance of his subordinates, Yokoyama Ke was so angry that he forgot the pain for a while, and only one finger was left to point at the one-armed girl, and he roared angrily: "Slaughter her!" ”
These subordinates reacted immediately, although they didn't understand how a delicate cripple could make the leader into such a miserable situation, but there were so many people on their side, no matter how weird they were, they didn't have to worry.
These wild ninjas didn't understand what cooperation was, so they simply swarmed up, and those who knew ninjutsu began to seal, and those who couldn't do ninjutsu were greeted by kunai shuriken.
Then, maybe it was because these miscellaneous fish were not worth using all their strength, and then Shuki Mizuki finally saw the movements of the one-armed girl clearly.
Although still fast.
A flash of outburst, but not a straight line of assault.
The advantage of the two-meter-long heavy sword is revealed, and the target can be easily included in the attack range.
The short-distance Z-shaped flash, the body rotates at high speed and changes direction, and the trajectory is as gorgeous as drifting.
The speed at which people can't react.
A sword shadow that is extremely fast.
It seemed that all the attacks were completed in an instant, and before the remnants of the girl who had been standing disappeared, the seven or eight wild ninjas had all been swept away.
Yes, pump.
The girl didn't attack with the blade, she only used the palm-wide sword spine to volley, but the heavy sword that was not light in the original way, coupled with the blessing of extreme speed, was half-crippled even if she didn't die.
Clean, straightforward, and efficient.
This is everyone's intuitive feeling about the girl.
The wailing of a place, no one can get up immediately, such a scene makes Hengshan Ke a little sad.
Why is it only myself who has his hand cut off?
The sorrow starts from the heart, and the wailing is even more earth-shattering.
Click!
The palm-wide blade of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the blade grazed Yokoyama's head, the voice stopped abruptly, and the wide head broke out in a cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, but I can trouble you to leave on your own?"
The smiling girl looked harmless, but no one would think of her as a white rabbit, and her small hand still held the hilt of the sword.
"Don't kill me?" Yokoyama asked in a low voice.
The one-armed girl didn't speak again, but the smile on her face became brighter, and it was like a smile of death in Yokoyama's eyes.
"Right now! Get out now! ”
Yokoyama didn't hesitate, immediately bounced up, and kicked at a group of men, "Get up, get up, get up, right away!" ”
Then he didn't care whether his subordinates were alive or dead, and fled to the entrance of the village.
When his subordinates saw this, they didn't care if the bones were broken, like bereaved dogs, supporting each other and following behind Hengshanke.
"Hands! My hand! Get it back! Yokoyama, who walked out of the village, thought about dropping his things and didn't take them, so he hurriedly yelled at his subordinates.
A group of subordinates looked at each other, and the last lightly injured subordinate could only run back with a blue face and pick up Yokoyama's broken arm, and then ran back with no life.
Uzumaki Nakaku watched the figure of Yokoyama Katsu and his gang disappear from sight, frowned, and then picked up something on the ground, and when he looked up again, he saw Shuki Mitsuki walking towards the girl.
"If you let them go back, there may be more trouble later."
Shuki Mitsuki looked at the one-armed girl and meant something.
The girl looked at Shuki Mitsuki with some surprise, still with that formatted smile, "I know. ”
"Why don't you kill them?"
"Killing people solves everything?"
"No, but sometimes it's the best option."
"But it's not the only option."
"Why do you want to give yourself trouble when you could have easily solved a problem?"
"Life is so cheap in your eyes?"
"That's a matter of whom."
"The only equality in the world is life and death."
"What is a sword to you?"
"A partner who will never betray."
"Your sword hasn't killed anyone, has you?"
The girl tilted her head, "......"
"It's pathetic."
"Why?"
"Every tool must have its needs, the sword is meant to kill, and the sword that is not for killing has no value in the world, after all, it is just scrap metal for nothing."
"I'm the one who holds the sword, and I decide what it's worth. Just like those historical remnants of the Iron Country, if you have to give the sword an ethereal god and Tao, you will be bound instead, and the sword will ...... It's of no value to me. ”
Shuki opened his mouth and was silent.
The volume of gas is extraordinary.
This is what he said about the girl.
The girl looked at Shuki Jianyue, and the smile on the baby's face was still there, with a magnetic voice: "None of us can decide the life and death of others. ”
Shumu saw the moon and looked directly into the other party's eyes, bright and pure, but it was like melting into ice for thousands of years, and he couldn't see the root.
"Ever thought about getting out of here?"
"It's good here."
"It's a pity."
Yokoyama escaped with his men, and the frightened villagers walked out of the houses one after another, and their grateful and trusting eyes fell on the one-armed girl.
Shuki Mitsuki glanced around and asked, "They are very dependent on you, what does it mean to you?" ”
"They saved me, gave me a new lease of life, and they were family."
"Build a wall to bind your mind?"
"It's not bound, it's just that the roots are deep, and if you leave, you may die."
"Change the world, maybe it will grow faster, higher, they ...... Maybe it's just the nutrients that make you break off and regenerate your roots. ”
The smile on the girl's face was even more charming, but her tone was cold: "I'm sorry, you can leave." ”
Shuki Mitsuki smiled, "Excuse me." ”
Turning around, he shook his head at the whirlpool who was standing behind him for some time, and walked towards the entrance of the village without paying attention.
"She's good, you like it." Uzumaki looked back at the girl who was surrounded by the villagers, and saw the intention of Shuki Mizuki.
"Hmm." Shuki Mitsuki seemed to be in a good mood, "It's a pity that I was rejected. ”
Shumu didn't look disappointed when he saw the moon, and the whirlpool couldn't help but wonder: "Don't fight for it anymore?" ”
"Have you ever planted a bonsai?"
The jumpiness of the topic of Shuki Mizuki was a bit big, and the whirlpool was stunned, "There have been a few times. ”
"What happens when the plants in the potted plant grow to a certain extent and are restricted by the pots. ”
"Transplant into a larger pot, or land."
"What if the roots are too deep to pull out, and you don't want to destroy the rhizomes."
"Just break the basin."
Shuki Mitsuki smiled, "Where were those wild ninjas just now?" ”
The vortex childish sky couldn't keep up with the jumpiness of Shuki Mizuki, and quickly sensed it, "Running a little fast, you want to solve it?" ”
Based on what he knows about Shuki Mitsuki in the past few days, the wild ninjas he doesn't know are all "food", and this kind of deliberate door-to-door provocation is probably necessary to soak it slowly first, and then swallow it in one bite.
However, Shuki Mitsuki's response was a little surprising.
"Let them go."
Shuki saw that the sky was gradually darkening, and said as if unintentionally: "You say, if Yukimura knew that there was such a powerful character under his nose, or slapped himself in the face, would he be a pity to recruit him, or would he just get rid of ......"