Two-dimensional Wanderer

She wanted to go with her, but the chief refused.

"This time, it's no longer a sneaky trick, but a fight with a knife on the table. Once you appear on the battlefield, no matter how you choose, you will definitely be marked, and you can no longer be like Ikedaya. Back off, so..."

So what, the chief secretary didn't say anything, but his eyes told her the answer.

The Chief Secretary wanted to protect her and did not want her to be involved in the chaotic whirlpool.

Yingluo has a vision that is a hundred years ahead and knows that the army is a purely violent institution, just like what Bigu said.

"The sword is a murder weapon, and swordsmanship is a trick to kill. No matter how wonderful words are used to embellish it, this fact cannot be concealed."

The army is the sword of those in power.

Once they appear, their only purpose is to kill each other.

Just as swords are made to kill.

Whether it's snatch or protection, the means to achieve the goal are the same.

kill!

Therefore, Kenshin will feel guilty, remorse, and will succumb to life and death.

Therefore, Bigu would rather hide in the forest and burn a kiln for the rest of the day, preferring porcelain to swords.

Therefore, Yingluo has never had his own sword.

She is not afraid to kill, but she does not want to kill.

Kenshin will swing his sword for a better future, even if he is devastated, he will not hesitate.

Bigu is a real born person, he has seen through everything long ago, like a hill, he will not be shaken by foreign objects.

But what about Yingluo?

The future in the eyes of others is the past in her eyes.

In the future world, no one knows better than her.

In her opinion, the battle between the shogunate and the reformers was a foregone conclusion.

Everything is meaningless.

Participate in changing history?

She doesn't have such power, he's just an ordinary person.

Therefore, everything she has done so far has originated from herself.

Unlike those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of the country and the country, what she guards is always the happiness in her own eyes.

She is so selfish.

The general manager wanted to protect her, and she accepted.

She didn't say very handsome words like in the previous movie novels, and then follow her hard.

Because she really didn't want to be involved, and she didn't want to kill for nothing.Accepting each other's kindness is a kind of happiness for her.

He clearly said he wanted to protect the other party, but when it was about himself, he backed away.

"I am indeed a selfish person." Yingluo smiled bitterly, walking on the empty street.The sound of guns and guns came from the imperial palace, the people of Kyoto were hiding in their homes, and she...

Homeless.

This is the retribution a selfish person deserves!

She thinks so.

……

The battle in the direction of the Imperial Palace was over, and although most of the troops of the Choshu Domain were armed with muskets and even a cannon, they were repelled.

After leaving behind more than 400 dead bodies, they began to retreat.

The fire suddenly ignited in multiple locations in Kyoto at the same time, and then spread rapidly. Streets, alleys, temples and pavilions were all swallowed by the fire.Although it is already night, the fire in Kyoto is like the bright lights of a modern city, even the stars in the sky are dimmed.

Whether it was to stop the chasing soldiers, or to retaliate for failure, no one knows.

Hell is coming.

Most of the buildings at this time are wooden structures. According to the current fire protection level, it is impossible to extinguish such a fire.

The screams, the cries, and the lamentations came one after another, forming one after another.

It was a quiet and uninhabited street just a moment ago, but now it is as miserable as the Shura field.

"Mom...Mom..." The cry of the child caught Yingluo's eyes, she turned her head, and in front of a burning house, a five- or six-year-old child was shouting at the house.

Is the mother in there?

"Please, anyone is fine, save my mother, she's still inside..." The child's cries went unanswered, because most people are going through the same fate as him.

The tongue of fire rolled, and a beam broke, and it fell diagonally under the action of gravity, and flew straight towards the child.

Yingluo moved, rushed up to hug the child and rolled, the burning beam smashed to the ground, splashing countless scarlet sparks, it was extremely beautiful.

"Are you okay?" Yingluo looked at the child in his arms, his face was full of horror, showing that he was frightened by the scene just now.

"Stay away, it's very dangerous here!" She raised her legs and wanted to leave, but she was pulled back just as she took a step.

It's that kid.

He hugged Ying Luo's leg as if holding hope, his dirty face was full of tears: "Please, save mother!"

In such a fire, she would have died long ago!If I go in, I will also be in danger!

Yingluo frowned, rather impatiently: "Where is she?"

What am I... saying?I should say no.

The child replied in surprise: "On the second floor, in the room on the second floor!"

"Got it!" Yingluo rushed into the fire.

I must be crazy!

She didn't know why she did this, just like she still didn't know why she held Kenshin in her arms back then.

Her body reacted one step ahead of her brain!

Unprecedented heat hits the face, and the thick black smoke makes it difficult to breathe.

Ying Luo raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, and found the stairs leading to the second floor. As soon as she stepped on it, the planks burst open, and several flames burst out from inside.

Damn, she cursed in her heart, and she could only continue to run upwards. Every step she took, flames rose from under her feet, as if chasing her pace.When they came to the second floor, the entire staircase burst open with a click, shattering into pieces and falling into the flames.

There is no way out!

She glanced at it, but didn't respond. She started searching on the second floor, and finally found the child's mother in a room.She pressed the fallen cabinet and was knocked unconscious, and because of the protection of the cabinet, the flames hadn't burned her.

Luck and misfortune are like two sides of the same coin, no one can tell.

With Ying Luo's strength, lifting the cabinet was a breeze.

She carried the woman on her back and was about to find a place to go out, but she felt a sway under her feet. Several pieces of the floor cracked into burning fragments and fell into the sea of ​​​​fire. The ceiling also made a "click" sound, and then pressed down with a bang.

The heaviest main beam smashed straight towards Yingluo's head. She hurriedly tried to dodge it, but her foot was empty, breaking the floor and sinking in.

Like a rabbit in a trap, unable to move.

Desperate!

The child watched helplessly as his home shook in the fire, like a drunken giant.

He wanted to step forward, but was held in his arms by a man.

The man was in his early twenties, tall, with calluses on his hands. He was probably a martial artist.

"Are you crazy?" he yelled, "the house is going to collapse, get out of here!"

"I don't want it!" the child cried, "I want my mother, I want my mother, and my sister has already gone to save her!"

There was a bleak look on the man's face, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

"No one can survive such a fire, your mother and sister are dead!"

"No, no!" The child struggled hard.

"Bastard!" The man cursed and slapped him in the face: "They are already dead, but at least you have to survive, and live with their share. As long as you live, there will be hope!"

The child was stunned, with red slap prints on his face, and then burst into tears.

But no longer struggling.

"Good boy, good boy!" The man didn't understand why there were so many hardships in the world. The only thing he could do now was to comfort him clumsily.

With a bang, the house fell.

Collapsed together, as well as people's few happiness.

The man hugged the child and clenched his fists, but suddenly he felt a gust of wind blowing.

Cool wind!

"Dragon Nest Flash!"

With a light screech, the collapsed house made a muffled sound, like the pain of a monster, and then a crack was broken open.The wood chips and flames scattered, and a slender figure accompanied them.

"It's my sister!" the child yelled.

Yingluo carried the woman on his back and rushed out of the flames.The corners of her clothes were dyed with flames, and even her long hair was dotted with stars, and with every step she took, countless sparks fell from her body, like an elves in a fire.

She was holding a wooden stick in her hand, which had already started to burn. Bai Nen's hand was wrapped in flames, turning pitch black and making a sizzling sound, but the girl did not let go, but used it to open the way of life.

"Mom!" The child broke free from the man's arms and ran towards his mother.

Yingluo put the woman on the ground: "Don't worry, she just fainted and will wake up."

"Thank you, thank you sister!"

The girl waved her hand indifferently, stood up, and saw the man standing beside her, she was stunned, then smiled.

"Kamigu, you are here too!"

Kamiya Koshiro couldn't answer. He looked like a girl who came by himself, with a black face and sparks falling from her body from time to time. Suddenly, she felt that the other party was so dazzling, like a phoenix born in flames.

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