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I killed my brother with my own hands.

I was discredited, and I was saddled with a crime that did not belong to me.

I will not die in shame!

I've been looking for her, but there seem to be a little more obstacles on the way, but what's the matter?

......

"Boy, don't you see us here, uncle? Yes! Don't you want to get out of the way? ”

Are you talking to me?

I looked indifferently at the arrogant guy in front of me, who had a bottle of wine in his hand, which I knew, was Scud spirits, and tasted like wine mixed with horse urine. There are a few minions behind him, maybe it's his ass worm, and it doesn't have much to do with me.

He grabbed the bottle again and took a big sip, wiping his dirty beard, his face pure like a monkey's ass.

Maybe it was the alcohol that made him feel warm and his head a little heavy, so he came to me.

"Fool, there is no cure!"

I shook my head, is there so much of this annoying fly in Shurima?

I'm not interested in playing with him, the easiest and most effective way is to kill him!

Yes, killing is the easiest and most effective way, and maybe killing is a vice, but I can't seem to quit.

"Stinky boy, dare to scold Lao Tzu? It's really looking for death! Boys, let this rotten man know how powerful our Viper Mercenary Group is! ”

"Haha, I've been looking forward to the second master's speech for a long time, this guy looks quite tasteful, quack"

"Blessed are you, boy... You..."

It's really noisy, and before the minions in the back finished speaking, their eyes widened, and they were horrified to find that their second leader, that is, the leader, was dead.

Yes, dead, that guy was a lot weaker than I thought he was, and I just gently pushed the sword out and put it back.

The face of this blind creature became eternal the moment my sword was closed, I knew what had happened to him, and what happened to him was beyond the reach of an ordinary person like him.

It was the power of the wind, but it was different from the wind that I had seen in my ordinary life, and it flashed past the creature's neck, and in the interval between it told the scoundrel all the things that had to do with despair, and then disappeared without a trace before he could understand it.

And that guy also fell.

"You... You! You wait, you dare to kill our second master! Our Viper Mercenary Group won't let you go! ”

The minions in the back all changed their faces and trembled, I don't understand, what's the point of being ruthless at this time?

The Viper Mercenary Group, when I was tasting wine, I heard from other diners that there are some particularly annoying guys around Shurima, among which the Viper Mercenary Group is the most important, these guys are notoriously cruel, murderous, and ruthless.

It's a pity that they met me.

The first time they had already reported their names, I didn't care, so what did they mean the second time? I can't guess.

But I know they won't send the news back, and I'm not going to let them go!

More is better than less, I'm not in the mood to spend time with them.

I looked coldly at the corpses in this alley, these guys were far worse than I thought, but in a minute or so, a few lives had already dissipated.

I thought it was cruel, but I only killed one, and the rest were already wetting my pants and staring wide-eyed, waiting for the sword in my hand to cut down. The air kept echoing: "Please, don't kill me!" ”

......

"Kill him for me!" A ridiculously bald man with a few dozen people yelling, drawing his sword, pointing it at me, I hated the feeling of being pointed at.

"Kill !!"

The earth-shattering roar echoed in the yellow sand, and I frowned, not knowing what was wrong.

Obviously they have all been killed, how did they get the news? And how did you find me? But none of this matters, now, they're all going to die!

"The road to destruction is shorter than you can imagine!"

I kindly reminded them to prepare them for destruction as soon as possible. In fact, only the ridiculous bald head did not move, looking at me coldly, the kind of look I am familiar with, the same way I usually look at dead people.

As for his men, they began to swarm around them, like a pack of hungry hyenas waiting for a chance to feast.

"If you want to die, it is as easy as a hand."

Faced with a group of guys who are anxious to report like the Veil Girl, what do I have to refuse?

I sheathed my sword, closed my eyes, and the wind gently lifted the ends of my hair, and countless people who wanted to kill me mistakenly thought that it was a gesture of neck-leading and waiting to be slaughtered, but they did not understand it, I was just catching the subtle rhythm of every wisp of wind.

I leapt into the sky, the wind felt my call and swooped down on them with the sword I drew and turned into a messy sword aura, it was invisible, even if you could see it, you couldn't break it, because it was the wind, it was real and it was gone.

The sword moves with the wind, and I, with the blade.

Trample! Former! Chop!

My sword was bloodied, but spotless, and I didn't want this filthy liquid to stain my red shawl, the only thing my brother had left me.

The wind stopped... The blood was still flowing, and the yellow sand that had been swept up by the wind slowly fell.

"Cough..."The bald head trembled all over, his face turned pale, and a deep blood mark appeared on his body, and then there was a "click", and the sword in his hand fell.

I didn't expect him to be so cowardly that he didn't even have the courage to fight.

... Maybe it's because my own vision is too high.

After all, they are just ordinary people, but I, have mastered the sword art of resisting the wind.

The ignorant are fearless, but this fearlessness is more like stupidity. In their eyes, I'm a devil now, right?

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill me......" The bald man's eyes flashed with horror, and he probably never thought that I was the abyss leading to death.

"I'll give you whatever you want! Beauty, money, and... And..."The bald eyes were full of unwillingness, and perhaps some remorse.

But it didn't matter, he didn't understand why I killed him so quickly, he thought that if he delayed a little longer, he might be able to live! Even if it's a humble life.

He didn't know at all, I didn't intend to stay here, I just wanted to find her as soon as possible, and as for everything that stood in my way, either kill me or, be killed by me,

I keep going, and the sand will bury everything here.

I heard that she is now wandering in Valoran in the name of banishment, and now that the rumor is becoming more and more known on Valoran, I am sure she will go there, to find what she wants, that place - the Great Barrier!

......

Yasuo is an indomitable man and an agile swordsman who can harness the power of the wind to slash his enemies. The once-triumphant warrior was discredited by false accusations and forced into a desperate battle for survival. Even when the whole world is against him, he will do everything in his power to bring the evil to justice and restore his reputation.

Yasuo was a gifted apprentice at a well-known sword dojo in Ionia, and was the only student of his generation who could master the legendary sword art of resisting the wind. Most people believed that he was destined to be a great hero. However, because of the invasion of Noxus, his fate was changed forever. Yasuo was tasked with protecting an Ionian elder, but believing that his sword could change the tide of battle, he left his post and threw himself into battle. When he returned to the elder, he found that the elder had been killed.

Yasuo, who was in disgrace, was willing to turn himself in, ready to spend his life to atone for his dereliction of duty. But he was shocked to be charged not only with dereliction of duty but also with murder. Although the guilt left him bewildered and painful, he knew that if he didn't act, the real Assassin would get away with it. Yasuo drew his sword and fought and escaped from the dojo, knowing full well that he had committed another treason and that the whole of Ionia would be against him. For the first time, he falls into a real loneliness and embarks on a life's journey to find the true murderer of the Elder.

Yasuo spent the next few years wandering around, searching for clues that could lead him to the real culprit. From beginning to end, he was relentlessly hunted down by his former classmates, constantly forced to fight or die.

The first to find Yasuo was a powerful swordsman who could cut through an entire tree with a single sword; However, he could not cut through the wind!

The second is an elegant female swordsman, who excels at dexterity, but she still doesn't have the wind!

The third... The fourth...

His mission drove him on until he was overtaken by his most formidable adversary, his own brother, Yon.

Under the constraints of traditional rituals, the two swordsmen first bowed to each other, then drew their swords and fought. In the moonlight, they silently swung their swords round and round. When they finally charged forward, Yon was outnumbered by Yasuo; The sword flashed, and Wynn fell. Yasuo abandoned his sword and rushed to Yon's side.

With mixed feelings, he asked his brother how his relatives could think he was guilty. Yongen said, "The elder died in the sword art of resisting the wind. Who else can do that? Yasuo instantly understood why he had been accused. He again claims his innocence and begs his brother for forgiveness. As his brother slept forever in the crook of his arm, his tears also slipped down his cheeks.

Under the rising sun, Yasuo buried Yon, but he had no time to mourn. Soon someone else will come after him. The brother's revelation gave him a whole new purpose; He already has clues that will lead him to the real culprit. He took an oath as he packed his belongings, reluctantly bid farewell to the tomb of Yong'en, and embarked on a journey accompanied by the wind.