The clouds were darker, and the moonlight became darker and hazy.

Hu Yiji's gaze became more hazy, hazy and weak, but she still smiled.

No matter who is close to death, and still laughs so happily and joyfully, it is enough to show that he has lived, and no matter how he lives, it is a kind of enjoyment.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, gasping for breath.

The sword in the back was not lightly stabbed, and if it hadn't been clamped with ribs, his life might have been reimbursed.

Blood trickled from the blade of the sword, and seven men stood in the dim night.

Seven people, seven swords, suddenly surrounded them to death, staring at Wusheng in a daze, and a smile was already raised on their cheeks.

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was imminent.

A woman inside sneered, "The spear god is lifeless? ”

Wusheng nodded.

His palm had not left the back of the lake, and as long as he did, her life might have to disappear.

She is now very fragile and powerless, and she will fall down at any moment, and if she falls, she will never get up, and she will not be able to withstand the slightest blow at this time.

This woman is also the only woman in the Seven Swords, perhaps because of this, she looks pampered and ruthless.

"Your life seems to be about to be reimbursed?" The woman sneered, and the sword in her hand trembled slightly.

"Maybe."

The woman's eyes looked at Wusheng, and then at Hu Yiji, "Do you need me to help you with anything, such as killing you, or killing her." ”

"If you can't kill us, it's better not to do it."

The woman suddenly glared at Wusheng, "You're joking, and people I can't kill." ”

This sentence is a big word, and in the eyes of others, it seems to be bragging, but the seven swords around him don't seem to have a trace of reaction, as if they have admitted it.

"Yes, you can't kill me, and you don't have a chance to kill me."

The woman's face changed, and she continued, "You probably don't know who I am. ”

"You're a woman." Wusheng gasped, and said, "Women shouldn't hold swords, they should find a husband, go back to husband and children, wash diapers, and cook." ”

The woman couldn't laugh, her cheeks turned yellow with anger, "I'm Yae, remember." ”

Silent without life.

"When you go to hell, say I killed you."

As she spoke, her sword suddenly stabbed into the lifeless body, the location of the stab was not fatal, but it was enough to make the pain unbearable.

Yasa smiled and stared at Wusheng, "Do you believe I can kill you now?" ”

Wusheng gritted his teeth, and the corners of his forehead slipped like cold sweat beans, "A woman is a woman, you should wash your diapers, you shouldn't be here." ”

The smile on Yae's cheeks intensified, but it quickly faded.

Just when she wanted to draw her sword, the smile on her face suddenly distorted and deformed, she pulled out her sword hard, but found that she couldn't pull it out, and the blade of the sword was fixed inside, unable to move a bit.

The sword was caught in the grip of the dead.

She only saw her body tremble slightly, and the two swords on her body suddenly shot out and flew into the sky.

Yae stared at Wusheng, speechless, her hands were numb from the shock.

"You ......."

"Yes, your sword can't kill me, your hands are not suitable for holding a sword, and you are suitable for doing farm work."

The eightfold body moved slightly, and it was not far away, and she quietly stopped talking, and she was speechless.

The other six swords did not leave for a moment, and there was no trace of surprise or disbelief on their faces.

Hu Yiji smiled, "I can't do it, you still get out of here, I don't want to drag you down anymore." ”

"You can't die." The cold sweat flowed more from the corners of Wusheng's forehead, and his eyes kept staring at the two people in front of him. "You should live well before they deserve to die."

"I'm not your lover, you don't have to do this to me, you don't owe me." Tears drifted more from the cheeks of the lake.

"I am the God of Guns, and I promised your wish, so I must help you realize it."

"I don't need you to do that now." Hu Yi Ji Rourou smiled, "My wish now is to die." ”

Silent without life.

The muscles in his arms throbbed more violently, and his wheezing became more intense.

"You let me go and let me die a little more comfortably." Kotohime has closed her eyes.

A sword on the side suddenly stabbed out, and just when Wusheng's breath was the most violent, it suddenly struck.

The sword light suddenly floated up, and then suddenly disappeared.

The sword fell, and the man fell on his back screaming, his body twitching and spasming violently on the ground, and his eyes stared at the gun, the pitch-black gun.

He didn't believe that he would miss, this sword should not have been missed, but it was missed.

The gun slowly retracted, retracted very slowly, very slowly.

More blood drifted from the tip of the gun.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at a person in front of him, and said word by word, "After I finish saying this, if you don't leave, don't leave." ”

He didn't finish his words, and suddenly slowly retracted the gun.

The three swords in the back suddenly fell, blood splattered in the chest, and the person's life was suddenly reimbursed.

The two swords in front gritted their teeth, and then retreated suddenly, and in an instant, they retreated to a zhang away, and the two looked at each other, and their faces suddenly became ugly like dead people.

"Yae is gone." One of them exclaimed.

The other nodded, a look of anger on his face, "Yes, she has always taken her life very seriously, so she slipped away faster than anyone else." ”

"Yes, she really insulted the prestige of our Aoba Seven Swords."

Koihime had heard the name, she had heard the story of the Seven Swords since she was very young, and she smiled, "You are Aoba?" ”

One person stood far away, not wanting to get closer, and said coldly, "We are Aoba." ”

"Aoba only collects money to kill people, and never asks who the person who kills is it?"

"Yes, anyone is the same, you can kill anyone, even if it's Takeda Shingen, it's the same."

"You've got a big mouth." Hu Yiji was still smiling, she smiled and stared at the swords in their hands, "You have a total of seven swords?" ”

The muscles at the corners of the man's mouth suddenly tensed, and he suddenly twitched with excessive anger, "There are three swords left now." ”

One of the people on the side suddenly followed, "No, there are only two swords." ”

"Yes, there are only two swords."

They no longer admit that the sword that escaped is a person from Aoba, this is their shame, and they will not allow shame to appear on them.

"Very well, you have a lot of dignity, so you can go." Wusheng stared at the two people and said lightly.

"We can't go, because the killing mission isn't done yet."

"Okay, you guys come to kill me, I'll wait for you."

The leaves are falling, and the chill in the cold wind is colder and thicker.

"We're not going to kill you now, and we can't beg us." One person sneered, and what he said was categorical, without a trace of room for maneuver.

Huyi Ji smiled softly, "Why don't you come to kill us?" ”

"We didn't get the full amount of the honorarium, so we can't kill you, even if we beg us."

"Who did you get paid?"

"It's okay to tell you." The man sneered, "It's Uesugi Kenshin, he wanted to get rid of you, and he paid a thousand taels of silver to buy your life." ”

Hu Yiji lowered her head and was silent, and the blood on the corners of her mouth was floating more, but she was still smiling.

Wusheng Rourou hugged her, and there were several large holes at the edge of the wound, and the blood flowed out slowly.

Her face was still pale, pale without a trace of blood, the danger was still there, it was not far away, she would fall down and die at any moment.

Huyi Ji Rourou stared at Wusheng, and smiled softly, "I didn't expect that I could actually ......." ”

A person not far away sneered, this person held a sword in his left hand, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the sky, "This is the will of heaven, you are destined to die here." ”

The other person also sneered, but he held the sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was facing west, "That's right, your life is destined to go west." ”

Hu Yi Ji smiled bitterly.

She stared at Wusheng and did not speak, her words already coming out of her eyes.

What she wanted to say was not what the two people said, facing death was not enough to make her afraid, what she didn't expect was that she was at the end of her life, and there were men who could be so good to her.

This is not only a joy and joy, but also a comfort and encouragement.

There is no reason not to smile at a woman who gets this kind of comfort and encouragement, and Hu Yiji is no exception.

"I know what you're trying to say, but you can't die." Wusheng caressed her body, and continued, "I am the god of spears, and I will never let you die until your wish is fulfilled." ”

Hu Yiji smiled and nodded, her eyes full of gratitude.

Wusheng picked up Hu Yi Ji Rourou and walked to the depths of the forest, and the two swords seemed to be unbearable.

"Are you still reluctant to kill us?"

The two swords gritted their teeth and were silent.

The lifeless stone statue was not far from them, "It looks like you don't want to kill us. ”

The two swords were silent, looked at each other, and still did not move.

"Your courage is not as big as you imagined, in fact, you are also afraid of death, but ......."

"Just what?"

"It's just that you're better than women, at least you didn't run away, but your luck is much worse than that of women."

"What's wrong with our luck?"

"Your bad luck is coming soon." The name of the dead stared and poked at their backs, and stopped talking.

"What bad luck?" There was a look of fear in the eyes of the two swords, "What bad luck will we have?" ”

Silent without life.

Hu Yiji smiled, "The Spear God will never lie to you, there is no need for him to deceive people." ”

The two were silent, and cold sweat was already pouring out from the corners of their foreheads.

"He never lied to anyone, no matter who it was." Huyi Ji smiled softer and weaker.

She stared at Wusheng, and her smile grew thicker.

Wusheng stared at the two men, "You haven't seen where the bad luck is?" ”

The two were silent, their swords-gripping hands were unsteady, and they might have found them, but they didn't dare or admit it.

"Why don't you look back?"

"Why should we look back, we look back, wouldn't it be easy for you to kill us?" They never looked back.

Hu Yiji smiled again, "It looks like you're very suspicious. ”

The two swords were silent, and the green tendons on their arms kept twitching, as if they had been subjected to an invisible pressure.

"It's not a bad thing to have suspicions, but ......." Hu Yiji coughed lightly, and continued, "But the suspicion is too serious, and it is inevitable that you will be unlucky." ”

"We're not going to be out of luck." When this man spoke, the corners of his mouth were furled, and he himself was not sure at all, "You are the ones who should be unlucky." ”

Huyi Ji Rourou smiled, looked at her wounds, and then looked at her lifeless body, before she said slowly, "If you look back, you will know if we lied to you." ”

The man turned slowly, and then saw a flash of swords.

The two of them fell suddenly, sliding to the ground as soft as mud.

The cold blade, the cold man, stood not far away, smiled coldly, and did not laugh out loud.

He didn't have to laugh out loud anymore, because it was good, enough to chill and chill.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring and poking at the man's hand, the man's knife.

Pale hands, pitch-black knives.

This man's eyes are also staring at the lifeless, staring at the lifeless hand, the lifeless gun.

Pale hands, pitch-black guns.

The man pointed to his head coldly, and said coldly, "I'm Kawashima Shinichio, come and see the true face of the gun god Wusheng, by the way, ......." ”

"Kill me by the way? Isn't it? ”

The blood of the blade was still drifting, drop by drop, as if it was not in a hurry to finish dripping.

The cold wind swept by, and a fallen leaf drooped, gently hitting the ground, tumbling and rushing towards the blade, and was bounced away from it, and hit the distance heavily.

"Good knives." Sigh of nothingness.

Shinico Kawashima smiled, also staring at his knife, with a smug look on his face, this is where he is proud, this should not only be respected by himself, but also by others.

This knife really deserves to be admired by the world.

"How many people have you killed with your sword?"

Shikazuo Kawashima raised the knife slightly, and the chill in the cold wind became more intense and twitched.

"Killed a lot." Kawashima Shinicao stared at the lifeless gun, the pitch-black gun, "My knife may not kill as much as yours, I can see it." ”

"Not necessarily, your knife doesn't pick people? Kill anyone? ”

"Yes." Kawashima Shinicao's gaze fell on the hand holding the gun again, the pale hand, "Is your gun very picky?" ”

Wusheng nodded and admitted, "So this shot will never kill as many people as your knife." ”

Kawashima Shinico nodded, "Maybe, but the master I killed with this knife must not have as many guns as yours." ”

"Maybe." Wusheng slowly raised his gun, "My gun is indeed very picky to kill." ”

"How picky?" Shinico Kawashima smiled, "Is it more selective than the general's selection of women?" ”

"Maybe."

"Is your gun willing to kill someone like me?" There was a light in Kawashima Shinicou's eyes, a light that had killed countless cold-blooded masters.

"My gun would love to kill you." Lifeless eyes stared at Kawashima Shinichi's knife like spears, "I want to die under that knife too." ”

Hu Yiji closed her eyes, and her breathing seemed to be unsteady.

Wusheng sighed, suddenly put her down, a hand suddenly pressed against her back, and then his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

His body trembled slightly, but his hands were still steady, steady and calm.

Huyi Ji opened her eyes softly, "You actually ...... again." ”

As soon as her words were born, she was drowned in tears and drowned alive.

Wusheng gasped violently, "You'll be fine, you haven't seen Takeda Shingen yet, so you won't die." ”

Hu Yiji smiled, "That's just a joke, why should you take it seriously?" ”

"I'm a spear god, and I'll definitely help you fulfill this wish."

Huyi Ji's tears drifted even more, "You can't do this anymore, I can't do it anymore, you will only make yourself unlucky if you do this." ”

Silent without life.

Hu Yiji smiled, "You're really stupid, you're a little fool." ”

Silent without life.

Shinico Kawashima smiled and stared at Wusheng, "I didn't expect your relationship to be so good." ”

Silent without life.

Shinico Kawashima walked over slowly, "If I knew that you were in such a good relationship, I should have thought of a few more knives." ”

He spoke so plainly and carefully that the muscles on his cheeks twitched, a fact that was disgusting.

"Do you think it was Aoba Seven Swords who did it?"

Hu Yiji nodded, she confirmed that it was the Seven Swords who did it, because Amo fell, and the Seven Swords surrounded him.

"You seem to hate me for your wounds, thanks to me?"

Hu Yiji sneered, "Yes, I hate you, not only do I hate you for borrowing a knife to kill people, but I also look down on you." ”

Shikio Kawashima nodded, waiting for Koihime to continue.

"You're an expert in killing, and you shouldn't be afraid of killing people, because it's a job to eat." Hu Yiji smiled, sneering and contemptuous, "But you are afraid of killing lifeless." ”

Shinico Kawashima's face changed, but he didn't say anything.

"You are afraid that you will not be killed by life, but you will be killed by lifeless."

Shinico Kawashima nodded in acknowledgement and remained silent.

Hu Yiji smiled and laughed, "You're done." ”

Shikazuo Kawashima didn't understand, and this sentence obviously disgusted him, "Where am I finished?" ”

The smile on Hu Yiji's face disappeared before she said, "You shouldn't use this method of killing people with a knife to deal with Wusheng." ”

"Why?"

"Because in the face of lifelessness, you are originally weak in heart and uncertain." Hu Yiji stared at the knife, smiled, and said, "I'm not sure, it's not that I don't have a chance." ”

Shinico Kawashima nodded silently.

"But if you use a trick to kill someone with a knife, you don't have the confidence to kill, especially if you don't have any confidence at all."

The corners of Kawashima's eyes twitched, and his expression became strange and strange.

Hu Yiji sneered, and the smile was even more sarcastic and contemptuous, "You were originally not sure to kill Wusheng, but now you don't have the confidence to kill Wusheng." ”

Shinico Kawashima gripped the knife tightly, and the cold light on the blade twitched slightly.

His faith has indeed been shaken, and without faith, how can he have the courage to kill, and without the courage to kill, he must not be calm and stable.

Isn't this kind of detail very important between masters?

Koihime stared at Kawashima Shinicao's expression and smiled, "The confidence to kill has been shattered, you are finished, you can't kill and have no life." ”

Kawashima Shinicao's hand clenched tighter, the green tendons on his arm rose high, and suddenly said, "You can see that? ”

"Yes." Hu Yiji stopped laughing, "If you come to kill Wusheng now, not only will you not kill and you will not be killed, but your life will definitely be reimbursed." ”

Shinichi Kawashima gritted his teeth and was silent, and the cold light on the blade trembled even more violently.