Two-dimensional Wanderer

Jian Xin shook his head: "That's right, killing people pays for their lives, it's only right and proper, you can do it."

Ba is also shaking his head: "No, I was wrong."

"If you are the knife that killed him, then I am the one who pushed him to the knife!"

"It wasn't just you who killed Qingli-sama, it was me too!"

Ba roared in a weak voice, like a desperate she-wolf.

"Why do you want to die, why do you want to kill, I just... I just want to live an ordinary life!"

Happiness was right in front of her eyes, but she didn't grasp it.Afterwards, happiness came for the second time, but she destroyed it with her own hands.

She is simply a woman possessed by misfortune!

The knife was picked up, very heavy!

Even with both hands, Sedaiba swayed while holding the knife.

But the tip of the knife finally aimed at Jian Xin, and Ba red eyes, said ruthlessly: "Are you really going to pay for your life for Lord Qingli?"

Jianxin nodded: "Yes!"

If you can stop your tears.

But he didn't say it, just like Bigu, he didn't know how to express his emotions.

Ba Ping held the knife and walked towards Jian Xin step by step.

"Hey, are you really not going to stop it?" the old man asked Yingluo, who was standing beside him and kept drinking.

"Stop? How to stop? Those who don't want to die can be forcibly killed, but how can those who don't want to live force him to live? Besides, both of them still have the will to die."

"Aren't you worried? After all, Ba Dao Zhai is also your junior brother, right?"

"Of course I'm worried, but it doesn't mean I'm going to take action." Yingluo said helplessly: "Cause and effect cycle, retribution is unhappy. He deserves all of this. It's best if he can pass this hurdle. If he can't pass it, Then I can only cry for three days, and then I should eat, drink, and at most, as I said before, go to his grave every year to pay homage."

"Should you say that you are free and easy, or cold-blooded?"

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about other people's opinions. I have done what I have to do. At this time, I only have to trust them." Yinluo tied the wine gourd to his waist: "I believe that they will not disappoint me. ."

"Then, the old man will wait and see."

The knife is really heavy and heavy. Ba is not a pampered lady. As an expert in housework, her physical strength is definitely not bad.But even so, the knife was too heavy for her.

After all, there are blood-soaked lives on the shoulders.

But a warrior can put the spirit above the body, thus surpassing the limit.

Xuedaiba, who is completely unfamiliar with martial arts, has surpassed his own limit at this moment.

Although the knife was shaking violently, it was moving forward firmly.

Seeing that the knife was only a foot away from him, Jian Xin closed his eyes.

The cold blade can be felt even without looking at it.

Not aimed at the heart or throat, but rubbed on the cheek.

Blood flowed down, and a wound appeared.

But it is so shallow that it can even be ignored for a battle-hardened swordsman like Kenshin.

His hand touched the wound on his face in surprise. The wound left by Akira Kiyosato and the wound left by Shedaba intersected each other, forming a slanted cross.

Did you stab in the wrong place?

Jian Xin looked at Ba in confusion.

The other party was laughing, but the tears kept flowing.

"I'm sorry, husband!"

Following a sentence of unclear meaning, the knife in Ba's hand slammed towards his neck.

Obviously he is extremely heavy when he hurts others, but he is neat when he ends his own life.

Shedaba, I don't want anyone to be hurt, if I have to choose...

She chose herself.

The word of hatred does not end when the enemy dies, and when the revengeful dies, the curtain can also come to an end.

Obviously came to take revenge, but fell in love with the enemy.

No matter how you look at it, it's just a scumbag woman like yourself!

I'm sorry, because I couldn't kill the enemy, I said to my husband named Kiyosato Akira.It was also because he deceived the other party that he said to his husband named Hiimura Kenshin.

All of this is the root cause of tormenting Shedaba all the time!

"Don't!" A hand reached out, regardless of the danger, firmly grasped the sharp blade, even if the blood splattered, it didn't care.

It is Kenshin.

Ba opened his mouth in surprise, why did he save me?

A bad woman like me has absolutely no qualifications to live!

But Jian Xin didn't think so, and still held the icy blade firmly.

In addition to him, another anxious voice sounded from the woods beside him.

"Sister!!" It was a little boy, with a fierce look on his face, he shouted frantically: "Shoot, kill Drawing Sword!"

Then the gunshot wounds sounded, not one, but many.

The gunmen, who were hiding in the surrounding woods at some point, pulled the trigger one after another.

According to this posture, even Ba is within their attack range.

The little boy's face changed, this one was different.

Blood splashed, but Ba was unscathed.

Because Kenshin stood in front of her.

"I said, I will protect you!" He was covered in blood, but said very seriously: "As long as I don't die, I will definitely protect you!"

Ba didn't know what to say, she hugged Jian Xin's scarred body tightly, as if hugging everything.

"Thank you, once again... for saving me!"

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Chapter 66 The Iron Age

"asshole!"

Yingluo let out a roar and rushed up like the wind.

Although he said he didn't care, but seeing Jian Xin's life on the verge of death, he couldn't help but take action.

Having lived together for so long, they have long since formed a bond that never stops.

Saying you don't care is a lie.

That's why she kept drinking alcohol to suppress the anxiety in her heart.

It was obvious that her important family members were suffering, but she couldn't do anything.

He is not omnipotent, the only swordsmanship he is good at is completely useless in such a situation.

Her restless heart made her careless, and she didn't even notice the gunman hidden in the forest.

Guilt welled up in my heart, and then turned into boundless anger!

Jianxin's sword was snatched by her, and in just an instant, her aura completely changed.

Her eyes swept to the direction of the woods, startling countless birds.

Looking at Jian Xin, whose body was covered in blood, she felt a burst of heartache.

"This is my important brother!"

What answered her was the crisp sound of gunfire.

Sparks burst out three feet in front of Ying Luo.

As a person with outstanding brains in An Naiwu, Ah Fu has been completely dumbfounded: "The bullets...the bullets were all cut off by her!"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "She hasn't done her best before. If she had taken a sword from the beginning, I'm afraid we'd be dead in one face, right?"

No matter how powerful they are, they are not as good as bullets.

Manpower, there is always a limit.

But Yingluo is extraordinary.

Although he hadn't touched a sword since Echigo Fukuhara was killed, not only did his swordsmanship not feel unfamiliar, but he felt more refined.

Just like reuniting with a long-lost good friend, without words, just a simple handshake, you can fully understand each other.

The synchronization rate is just perfect!

Yingluo rushed up, as if there was an invisible barrier around him, and the bullets only splashed dazzling sparks on it.

That is the Godly Speed ​​Sword!

Although he has only experienced a fierce battle, and his body is also full of scars, he is in surprisingly good condition.

The trajectory of the bullet's flight is clear, and the arm wielding the sword is also very light, and there seems to be a pair of wings behind her, which makes her run as easily as flying.

"It's still the same, it's still a percussion front-loading rifled gun. But unfortunately, I'm no longer the me I used to be!"

She has become much stronger than when she first came down the mountain. She has seen many masters, experienced countless fierce battles, and even blessed her with countless stunts.

She has been upgraded.

The opponent is still the same.

In the past, she had to be careful in the face of two guns, but now more than ten guns can't hurt her in the slightest.

In this era, falling behind will be beaten!

She entered the flock like a tiger, and the group of gunmen she killed cried for their father and mother.

Have you given up training yourself because of the convenience of firearms?