Hu Yi Ji smiled.

She saw the sword god nodding, but she couldn't figure out why he was nodding because he was afraid? Is it respect? Or reverence?

Because while she spoke, the sword god was staring at lifeless.

He seemed to be understanding and feeling each other's existence with his heart, and the two gods, who were separated by the end of the world, finally met each other.

Shouldn't they all have a lot to say? A lot of stories to communicate that others can't understand?

They didn't speak, they didn't move, they just stared at each other.

A green leaf in the soft wind fell lightly on the body of the sword god, and floated lightly, falling on the lifeless body, and suddenly fell, falling to the ground, but motionless, as if death and the earth were one, unable to part.

Have they now found another kind of satisfaction? Another kind of stimulus?

The color of respect and admiration in the eyes of the sword god was even more intense, but the lifeless eyes were still empty, without a trace of change, neither a trace of emotion nor a trace of emotion.

But he sighed.

Hu Yiji stared at the two of them quietly, unable to say a word for a long time.

The sword god smiled lightly, "You may be very strange about me as a sword god. ”

Wusheng nodded.

He had to wonder that the Sword God did have a lot to be strange about, and everything on him didn't find something that wasn't strange.

Why didn't the sword god use a sword? Rather, with a wooden sword? Why isn't there a hint of the majesty of the sword god? Not as ruthless as the Sword God?

Whether it is from the demeanor, or the weapon, or the feeling it gives people, it doesn't look like a generation of sword gods should have.

"You wonder why I hold a sword with a mouth wood and no sword to kill?"

Wusheng nodded.

The sword god smiled bitterly, and he said lightly, "Because I don't remember either." ”

Hu Yiji was surprised and didn't believe it.

A generation of sword gods has lost their memory!

The sword god stared at the wooden sword, staring stupidly, his eyes indescribably dull and weak.

Hu Yiji suddenly wanted to ask him, is it a sword god? Why is there no sword that kills people in an instant.

"All I remember is a wooden sword, and a Juggernaut."

"Why are you the master of the Juggernaut?"

"I don't remember." The sword god stared at the wooden sword, as if he couldn't think of anything more distant.

Wusheng sighed, "Then why is there a saying that the Sword Saint is defeated and the Sword God is out?" ”

"That may be an excuse that many swordsmen who want to be famous."

Silent without life.

"It's a pity that I only have a wooden sword, and it would be nice if I could hold a murderous sword." There was a little pity in his eyes.

He regretted it, perhaps not only for himself, but also for the lack of life.

He gripped the wooden sword, smiled softly, and then walked away slowly, slowly, slowly.

Wusheng didn't look anywhere else, staring and poking at his departing back.

This feeling is as if the amorous lover is staring at the parting lover, sore, unwilling, and sad, but there is no trace of it on his cheeks.

Lake-clothed Ji barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

She smiled and stared at the back of the sword god's parting, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, "He still left." ”

"Yes."

"Is he really a sword god? Why doesn't it look like it at all? ”

"He is the real sword god, not a fake."

"How can you tell?" Hu Yiji lowered her head and mourned quietly, "Why can't I see it at all?" ”

Silent without life.

He couldn't explain the problem, because to see the problem, he had to see it not only with the naked eye, but also with experience, and people who were not struggling and wandering on the verge of death would never have this ability, which was already possessed by people on the verge of death.

The soft wind became bleak and desolate, and the dust swept by, and the green leaves danced and fell on the cold, hard earth, and then they kept tumbling, not knowing where they were going or when they would stop, and that was their fate.

Wusheng's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed a broken leaf.

He stared at the remnant leaf, as if admiring, as if contemplating.

Hu Yiji's hand suddenly clenched.

Not far away, a person suddenly appeared, extremely embarrassed and panicked, his hand slowly slid into his arms, and his expression became stable.

This person is Yoshida Shino.

With a sudden wave of the lifeless hand, the leaf suddenly shot into the ruins, and a man crawled out screaming, stretched his waist, and then suddenly fell.

There was a leaf sticking straight down his throat.

Yoshida Shino stared coldly at Wusheng, staring coldly at Wusheng's gun, "Your hand ......." ”

"You did find me, and you didn't disappoint me."

The corners of Yoshida Shino's eyes kept beating, and his tongue was bitter, "I really want me to come to you?" ”

"Yes."

"I'm not afraid that I'll kill you, if my hand is stretched out, it will be easy to kill someone else."

"Then you should hurry up and take my life."

Hu Yi Ji smiled bitterly.

She remembered that Wusheng said that if Yoshida Shino didn't come to chase and kill, she would go and spank him, and now she really didn't need to spank this person's ass.

Yoshida Shino sneered, "The spear god is lifeless, we really can't kill you." ”

"Maybe."

"You're underestimating others."

"Maybe."

Yoshida Shino was silent, his hand suddenly stretched out, and with a wave of force, more than a dozen cold stars suddenly flew out.

Flying up like a light smoke, the cold star suddenly hit the ruins, and two or three people inside suddenly swept out, staring coldly at Yoshida Shino, and smiled coldly.

"I can't believe you even ...... us Kill too, it's really ruthless. ”

The sword in his hand fell, the person fell softly, the person did not move, a pair of eyes were wide and round, staring at Yoshida Shino.

The remaining three swords suddenly flew out of the ruins and shot sharply into Yoshida Shino's chest, and the castration was fierce and murderous.

A dozen of them flashed with cold light.

The three men fell down with a miserable cry, and lay down without even letting out an exclamation.

The streets became quieter, with only the sound of wind and dust rolling everywhere, quiet and dreary.

Yoshida Shino's face was pale, and his hand slowly stretched out from his arms, hanging down softly, staring at Wusheng quietly.

"I'm not going to kill you."

Wusheng nodded.

When he nodded, he suddenly came to Yoshida Shino, who didn't see how he came over, let alone how he made a move.

Yoshida Shino only felt that his body suddenly lay down, and a violent, ferocious stabbing pain suddenly came from his buttocks.

"Why are you doing that? I didn't kill you, why did you hit me? ”

Silent without life.

A dead branch as thick as a rolling pin reached Wusheng's hand, and he slapped Yoshida Shino's ass hard.

Yoshida Shino was already gasping, "Why did you hit me?" I will kill the man who pursues you, you should not kill me. ”

Wusheng beat more fiercely and urgently.

"You're a bastard, I'm going to beat a dozen bastards."

Yoshida Shino gritted his teeth.

The action of Wusheng whipping is not very big, nor is it very fast, but it does not stop.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you, but beat you?"

"You have madness, you like to torture people, and you are happy to see other people in pain."

Wusheng hit harder, "You're wrong. ”

"Am I wrong there?"

"You shouldn't have come, and you shouldn't have killed your companions."

Yoshida Shino was silent.

There are too many facts that shouldn't be, and the most undesirable thing may be to see lifeless, and it's really my own misfortune to see this person who can't be killed.

The cold sweat on Yoshida Shino's forehead had rolled down, and he was still staring coldly at Wusheng, "You are really a madman." ”

Silent without life.

His movements did not stop, when he hit ten times, Yoshida Shino knew that he would stay on the tatami mat honestly for half a year, when he hit twenty times, Yoshida Shino knew that he would stay on the tatami for two or three years, and when he hit forty or fifty times, Yoshida Shino did not know how to go down, because he was dizzy.

Wusheng was still fighting, Hu Yiji blinked, twitching all over, "He's dead." ”

"He's not dead."

Huyi Ji smiled bitterly and slowly lowered her head.

She didn't want to argue, and she didn't dare to argue about this fact, grinding her teeth too much would not bring her any good.

Wusheng put down the dead branches, and stood upright like a stone statue, facing the soft sun.

But Hu Yiji was staring at the street, there was no one on the quiet street, and no one did not mean that no one appeared.

Many masters suddenly came to the front of them without seeing it, and suddenly took the lives of others, and when they fell, they may not know who they were attacking, let alone what kind of person they were.

A soft breeze swept past her body.

She couldn't help but tremble, her eyes stared into the distance, it was really the direction of Kawanaka Island, and it was also the Wife and Daughter Mountain.

The Wife and Nu Mountain is not small and not big.

The foot of the hill was littered with marching footprints, soft, delicate, fresh grass, twisted, deformed, and broken under the footprints.

"Isn't it time to get to the barracks?"

A winding path that stretches all the way to the front, whose army is this, is this Takeda Shingen's? Or is it Kenshin Uesugi?

Lake-clothed Ji stared at the path stupidly, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Several men came out of the woods slowly, with shovels and hoes in their hands, and an empty jar of wine, in which the water was empty.

They returned with a weary and tired body.

When I passed by the edge of the lake, I couldn't help but smile.

Hu Yi Ji also smiled, she would not be stingy with her smile in the face of anyone, because this kind of smile can only make people feel comfortable and reassured.

It's not a bad thing to make others comfortable.

They didn't know each other, but they were all smiling.

Watching them leave, Hu Yi Ji's heart became a lot more comfortable.

The sun had set in the west, and a group of girls were laughing by the river, putting their washed clothes in baskets, and then slowly leaving, looking happy and humming little songs.

Hu Yiji stared at them, and her heart was inexplicably filled with joy and cheerfulness.

Wusheng gently held his hand, "Don't go near them. ”

Hu Yiji smiled, "They're not killers, what are you worried about?" ”

She believed that in the corner of her eyes, a group of beautiful, lovely and hard-working girls were like flowers on the earth, fresh, delicate and so moving, so charming, how could they be killers?

She smiled stupidly, smiling as she watched the big girls pass by, and of course they were laughing too.

They laughed and laughed, and suddenly stopped laughing, and the basket in their hands was thrown far away, and suddenly there was an extra knife in their hands.

Unsheathed knives.

The sword flashed, and the five girls suddenly became indescribably cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel.

Drifting to the river like a light smoke, the river flows softly.

A group of girls screamed and swept over, and the appearance of the beautiful, cute and hard-working girl who had just been completely gone, had become a cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel killer, each of them.

The murderous aura is very strong, and the sword light is very bright.

Everyone was still smiling on their cheeks, but they were laughing so sarcastically and coldly.

Hu Yiji was completely stunned, stupid, and stunned.

This happened so quickly that there was no room for reaction.

Their performances are too similar, each one is almost very professional, without a trace of flaws, she doesn't know how Wusheng found out.

She clung to the animate body, "How did you find out they were killers?" ”

"They're killers, so I found out."

Hu Yiji smiled bitterly, this is not an answer.

One of the eyes was big, round and bright, but it was also the most poisonous, and suddenly said, "It's still the spear god's eyesight is good enough, this woman is a big fool." ”

The four girls on the side also smiled, their smiles indescribably cold and sarcastic.

The woman smiled coldly, "We came here, it seems that we didn't come in vain." ”

"Yes."

"The Gun God Wusheng is much more difficult to deal with than we imagined, and it is by no means groundless."

"Yes."

"This name is not a joke, there must be many, many people who die under this name."

"That's right, you're right." Wusheng suddenly stared at and poked at this woman.

"I still know a lot about you."

"Tell me about it."

"You never kill a woman, no matter what kind of woman you have, you have never killed you."

Silent without life.

"You are very picky in killing, and you can't believe it, so your opponent is not often found in the world, and if you kill one, you will have one less."

Silent without life.

"Maybe that's why you fought a duel with Honda Tadashi, and many people know that the spear god treats his opponent better than his friend."

"I don't have friends, and I don't need friends."

The girl gave a thumbs up, as if admiring, "It's very clever, it's not terrible to have more enemies, what is really terrible is a group of friends around you, maybe some are enemies, that's terrible." ”

Silent without life.

"You are indeed very smart, and it is not a good thing to have more friends, and the less the better, because one day a friend will stab you, so only smart people have no friends."

Silent without life.

"The Gun God is by no means a fool."

A few people on the side also nodded in agreement, and when they nodded, the knife light suddenly rose.

This knife is really thrilling, it is so fast, it is unbelievable.

The fastest, the most dangerous, the most surprising is still lifeless.

The blade had obviously touched his body, but it didn't reach it, there was no blood on the tip of the knife, and the knife had failed.

Floating up like a light smoke, it fell on a boulder by the river, staring and poking at a few big girls who were like flowers and jade.

His hand softly hugged Hu Yiji, who was about to collapse.

She suddenly said, "Why don't you kill them?" Can they kill us at any time? ”

Wusheng nodded and said nothing.

The five girls suddenly surrounded again, their movements were fast, vigorous but also very beautiful, they stared coldly at Wusheng, staring at the gun in Wusheng's hand, "The gun god Wusheng, sure enough, does not kill women." ”

A woman smiled stupidly, staring at the gun stupidly, "Why don't you kill women?" ”

Silent without life.

This is also the question of Koi Ji, and she also wants to know this.

"You don't kill women, don't you think that women shouldn't be killed and should be cared for by men, don't you?"

Silent without life.

"You must be mistaken." The other girl smiled, the girl's smile was never annoying, the more beautiful the girl, the less obnoxious it was, and they were no exception, "I guess he must have broken a woman's heart before, so he vowed never to kill a woman." ”

"It's very likely."

Silent without life.

Huyi Ji gritted her teeth, looking at them talking and laughing one by one, and couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, because what they said was not unreasonable.

She gazed softly at Wusheng, "I believe that you are by no means a ruthless and unrighteous person. ”

"You're wrong."

Huyi Ji was silent.

"I was ruthless and unrighteous, a person who had nothing." Wusheng sighed deeply, "Maybe there's only one gun." ”

"Then you really like to duel everywhere?"

Wusheng nodded and said nothing.

Hu Yiji was shocked, "I don't believe it's true. ”

"I'm such a person, I don't go to someone to duel, so what should I do?"

Hu Yiji was speechless.

She wanted to say that she could find a beautiful, virtuous woman to live well, but she never said it.

A few girls on the side laughed, laughing beautifully and cutely, but they also looked like hooligans, ruffians, and scoundrels.

A young girl laughed and said, "Isn't it boring to live like this?" ”

"It's not just boring, it's boring." The girl rolled her eyes, and then continued, "This kind of pain and torture may be endured by very few people. ”

Silent without life.

Hu Yiji's hand suddenly clenched, and she glanced at them coldly, "Who are you?" Why are you chasing us? ”

They stopped talking, looked at each other, and laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you for being such a fool, you can't be saved."

Huyi Ji was silent.

Wusheng held her hand gently, "You don't have to be afraid, they can't hurt us." ”

Lake Yiji nodded.

She couldn't be afraid, her heart was already beating violently, and she also felt cold sweat in her palms.

She hasn't experienced much killing, and when faced with killing, she can't remain calm and stable.

The five knives suddenly shot out at the same time, and the five sword lights flew out in an instant, unswervingly lifted up, the sword light floated by, and the huge stone turned into five pieces in an instant.

Five bluestones that are level.

But the people above were gone, and they fell into the river like a light smoke.

His body stood like a stone statue, and her body was about to collapse and collapse.

She tried to squeeze out a smile, "You're really good, I've never seen you so good." ”

Several girls smiled coldly, and suddenly swept up, their movements were not slow, and they could also fall into the water, and the knife in their hands was still tightly held.

"As long as we don't leave you, we have a chance to kill you." A young girl sneered.

"You're wrong."

The girl's face changed, "We were wrong there?" ”

"You're all wrong everywhere."

The girls didn't understand and didn't speak.

"You're all women?"

A few girls don't understand, why is he saying this? This is nonsense, and the gun god Wusheng is by no means a person who talks nonsense.

But the nonsense has been said, but it doesn't seem like nonsense.