The breeze blew through the slightly loose bamboo-yellow coat, the robe was faintly pocketed in the air, two long black sheaths hung from the waist, and a strand of hair broke free from the thatched headband and danced in the wind, the scene was extremely quiet.

Xiao seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around, and the cloudy eyes under his drooping eyelids just met Han Baiyi who came up the mountain.

The moment the four eyes met, one was stunned, and the other was indifferent.

'How so? ’

'Shouldn't the wolf be with Miko now?' Why are you here? ’

'Long Yin had an accident? ’

'No, that's not right! Butterfly this guy is still alive, and Miko can't die. ’

Countless questions suddenly crashed into the owl's head, and he didn't know where the loophole appeared in the originally well-formulated plan.

A thoughtful guy like him, even a little overly cautious, would not decide something important with a pat on his head, but he had been thinking about attacking the Hirata family for a long time, and he had also been waiting for a long time for a plan, every link and every step was carefully planned by him, and the movements, habits, abilities, and responsibilities of all the people in the Hirata family were all in his consideration.

In the process of this huge and meticulous plan, the strongest and most influential wolf and butterfly are the focus of the focus.

Whether it is the wolf's loyalty to himself or the contract he is about to inherit from the butterfly, it is the most important lock in the entire plan link, even if one of the links is broken, the whole interlocking plan will be completely torn.

If something goes wrong with the two of them, then the plan can basically be declared a failure at the first time.

It's just that, even if he fails, Xiao wants to know the reason.

He didn't understand where he was going wrong.

The most difficult thing for him to accept was why the wolf appeared at this time, in this place, and on this occasion!

If it were something else, he would still have some possibility of arguing or even confusing black and white.

is like Uncle Qin, the janitor who was caught cheating by his original partner.

But now, all of his subordinate lone shadows happened to appear here, just surround him and Butterfly, and he happened to be for tat with Butterfly and draw his sword.

Even if the wolf happened to be kicked in the head by a donkey, it was impossible for the owl to open his eyes and say that these main combat forces surrounding the two were forming in a circle and preparing to pee and put out the fire.

IQ can be ravaged, but not insulted.

Han Baiyi didn't care how fierce the storm in the owl's head was, he just smiled so calmly.

It's as if the two 'backstabs of father's love' in reincarnation never existed.

The dark clouds in the middle of the sky gradually converged, and the night was like a few drops of ink in the clear water, becoming more and more intense.

However, as the name suggests, the owl is a real hero, and indecision is a word that really has nothing to do with him.

After only a few seconds of thinking, the owl made up his mind decisively, separated the flow of people, waved his knife backwards, and pointed his eyes at the approaching wolf with extremely sharp eyes.

"Kill the butterfly, and I'll execute him."

His voice was decisive and ordered to the Lone Shadows.

The lone shadows stagnated for a moment, then surged in the wave of crimson eyes, drowning the thin, shriveled figure in the center of the crowd.

Turning, he stepped out of the crowd.

Madame Butterfly watched his back from afar.

The owl never looked back.

The giant knife of one meter six or seven, about twenty or thirty pounds, dragged on the ground, and the heavy blunt tip pierced the ground, and with the steps of the owl, there was a burst of stabbing metal friction sound, and a spark was drawn on the blue brick floor.

The owl had no shoes, but he had gray-black socks tied to his feet, and every step he took to the ground seemed to tremble with his huge body, and the thick and long pale braids behind him slowly undulated, as if the mountains covered in snow were biting cold, and accumulated for a long time.

Han Baiyi moved forward.

After all, the master and the apprentice, or the father and the son, stand on opposite sides and walk in the opposite direction.

The distance between the two quickly narrowed, and there was not the slightest question and answer.

Xiao knew very well that the moment he turned around, the bond between father and son had been severed.

But so what?

He's a thug.

He is Susui right near Zuoemon.

In his life, as his name suggests, like a lord that hunts at night, he has an ugly appearance, a terrible voice, and a cunning voice, and has always been synonymous with death and bad luck, and has lived in darkness all his life.

He is a man who walks in the world, and he is also a man who plots in the dark.

When he was weak, he tried his best to gain strength, even if his height of up to two meters two made him ridiculed from the beginning as unfit to be a ninja, but so what? At that time, he only had one way up the ladder to become a ninja! The high samurai lords are not easy for these lowly civilians to achieve with a few heads. Even if it's the name, it's been grabbed in countless fights.

As a result, he withstood countless pressures and became a 'buriya' on the battlefield of thieves.

When he longed for power and eyes and ears, he used the prestige he had gained by fighting with his life to gather a group of supporters in the army, and used the physical arts and swordsmanship books that he had spent countless efforts to steal, rob, and even complete by himself, and cultivated a group of independent criminal troops that belonged to him.

That is, the current lonely shadows.

From a humble background, he never complained, nor did he resent the injustice of fate, but he buried himself in his own efforts - even if the direction of his efforts was robbery, killing, and the primitive accumulation of countless sins and blood, he would never stop or regret striding forward on this black road.

But people's desires have never been bottomless, and the moment the owl steps on this rough black avenue, it is doomed to a sinking end.

People's lives are too short, after trying to become stronger, they want prestige, they want status after they get prestige, and they want higher status and power after they get status, and they are fighting on the stage of life, and suddenly they find that they are old and they are about to die.

As a result, the owl began to covet the immortal life.

Long Yin, it's an almost perfect choice.

When people don't have a choice, they will have this illusion about the solution they see at first sight.

Under the persecution of death, Xiao neatly gave up all principles and decisively fell on the stage of time and life, showing the 'unscrupulous means' that a hero should have when paving the way for his future.

At the same time, he knew exactly what he was doing, so sober and rational that he barely mixed the slightest emotion, his mind was as cold as a machine, and everything was for himself.

Severed the bond between father and son, so what?

Cutting bonds is only a means to an end, and since you can go straight to what you desire, what does it matter if you cut it?

There is no way to create a way to solve a problem when it arises.

That's how the owl thinks.

Since the plan is disrupted, find a way to get the plan back on track.

Behind him is an immortal dragon yin contractor, in front of him is his own hands-trained, young and strong, and has surpassed his own righteous son in all aspects, Xiao knows that he is now facing a dead end.

But the desire for immortality does not mean that the owl is afraid of death, and the desperate situation of life and death he has experienced in this life is no less than the number of hands.

So he knows very well - only in the face of death can he live to die.

The rough tongue licked the cherry color bitten between the teeth, and the owl still drooped his eyelids with a calm face, and the muscles of his face that began to relax were wrinkled and drooping, and his whole body seemed to exude a twilight aura.

Calm, cunning, and crazy that ordinary people can't match.

This is the owl.

Susui is near the left emon on the right.