Two-dimensional Wanderer

People who should have died, struggling to come back from hell!

He blocked the bullets like a shattered Buddha statue long ago, his mouth was full of blood, and he shouted in a muffled voice, "Enter the temple!"

If you run away, you can't escape. If you enter the temple, you can at least block it for a while.

It's like drinking poison to quench thirst, but you have to do it.

He used his strong body to escort Yinglu and the others, and the bullet hit him, making a thumping sound.

"You've been shot so many times, why don't you fall down, why don't you die!" The strong man asked inexplicably, but the shooting didn't stop.

Probably because the stupidity at this time has already incarnated into a Buddha.

What supports the movement of this body is just obsession!

Yingluo and his party entered the small ruined temple again, but they were stupid but did not enter. On their blood-stained face, they showed a simple and honest smile without any disobedience. Then they closed the door and used their own body to hold it firmly. block on top.

This is the only thing he can do.

The violent gunfire stopped, and the battle came to an end temporarily.

The strong man looked at the sky and the bullets that had bottomed out, spit out, and said to the gunman next to him: "Go, send a few people down the mountain, bring some bullets and food, I've been fighting long enough today. , I will let them go for the time being, and wait until dawn tomorrow before taking the heads on their necks!"

"Yes!"

Seeing from the crack of the window that the other party didn't seem to intend to attack, Jian Xin showed a hint of happiness, then turned to Yingluo and said, "Sister Yingluo, they should not plan to attack immediately."

But the answer to him was a thud.

Yingluo fell down without warning.

Ba and Jianxin hurriedly stepped forward to check, but found that she was cold all over, her eyes were closed, and even her breathing seemed to be absent.

Jian Xin was stunned. Could it be that Sister Yingluo, who was always smiling and would do funny things from time to time, was about to die?

A hand caught him, Shiba.

She looked into Jian Xin's eyes and said seriously, "I'm here to treat Sister Yingluo's wounds, you come and help!"

Jianxin opened his mouth to speak, but Ba shook his head, and then said very firmly: "Trust her, the only thing we can do now is to believe her!"

Perhaps, as Ba said.

Sister Yingluo, she will not die so easily!

Jianxin nodded, and together with Ba, began to treat Yingluo's wound.

But having said that, in the absence of medicine, it is just wrapping the wound with a cloth to slow down the loss of blood.

Whether he can wake up or not depends on Yingluo himself in the end.

The night was spent in apprehension.

Yingluo is always in a state of anger, as if the next moment, he will die.

The sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, and the bright light made Kenshin narrow his eyes.

Is it already morning, then it means that the opponent's attack is about to start again.

He sighed, and then his eyes became extremely sharp.

If you want to kill us, you have to pay several times the price.

Feitian Yujianliu will only enter hell with the enemy!

He turned his head, wanting to confirm Yingluo's state one last time, but when he looked at it, he was taken aback.

Yingluo had opened his eyes at some point and was staring blankly at the ceiling covered with cobwebs.

Surprise, which then turned into surprise.

"Sister Yingluo, are you awake?" Jianxin leaned over and Ba also stepped forward.

Hearing the voice, Ying Luo looked away from the ceiling and turned around on the two of them, as if it was the first time they had met.

"Sister Yingluo, are you... alright?" Jian Xin asked cautiously, the eyes of the other party at the moment were strangely scary.

Yingluo turned her head away with the question, first looked at Jianxin's red hair, and then a cross scar that had just formed on his face, and suddenly said faintly: "Blood and bloody winds are coming to an end, the world is full of blood. Without the fragrance of white plums, the beloved has gone with the snow, and the living are alone in the cross wound!"

Under the surprised eyes of the two, Yingluo stood up.

"You're Kenshin, right?"

At this moment, she had already thought about it all.

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Chapter 71 Severing Fate

The world of "Rurouni Kenshin" is really nostalgic.

I remember when she was a child, she was holding a palm-sized comic book, and she read it all the time.They will also "compete" with their friends, and the dragon head flash and the dragon hammer flash are also very impressive.

In her impression, Jian Xin is stupid, but invincible, unlike the one in front of her, full of immaturity and simplicity.

Yes, the current Kenshin is not mature enough.

Isn't it the woman standing behind him who made him mature?

Shedaba.

Goddess-like existence.

In order to avenge her fiancé, she approached Jianxin, but she fell in love with him instead. Finally, in the battle between Jianxin and An Naiwu, she came forward to protect him, and was killed by Jianxin. human tears.

Probably only in that era did the author dare to draw such a plot?

But I have to admit that this is how the classics came into being.

But all this changed with the intervention of Yingluo. Now Anaiwu died for them, and the Gatling hand-cranked machine gun, which should not have appeared, became a reminder to block the door.

Maybe we will all die here.

So, will the manga plot in my world change together?

What made her more concerned was, why did she forget all this?Obviously I remember everything else, but I just forgot about the plot of "Rurouni Kenshin".

It was as if an invisible being was in control of it all.

Conspiracy, protection, honing or frame-up?

Who knows, no matter what it is, now she has no ability to stop the other party.

But don't worry, when you are strong enough, you will naturally come into contact with that existence.

And it all starts with the Gatling machine gun at the door!

"Sister Yingluo...you...don't know me?" Jianxin asked cautiously.

"Why don't I know you, we grew up together."

"Then how did you just...?"

"It's just sleepy."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, do you want me to say something about my childhood to prove it?"

Kenshin nodded.

Yingluo said angrily, "You still wet the bed when you were seven years old, and one night you secretly got up to wash the sheets..."

"Okay, okay, I trust you, don't say it!" Jianxin quickly covered Yingluo's mouth, and then looked at Ba who was beside him with a guilty conscience.

Ba endured very hard.

Xue Daiyuan sat in the corner and said disdainfully, "Hey, what draws the sword, it's no different from ordinary people!"

Kenshin was embarrassed.

But Yingluo laughed, she stepped forward and rubbed the other's head vigorously and said, "You brat is Xue Daiyuan, right now, there is no such iconic white hair yet. Tsk tsk, this embarrassing appearance, I can't believe it. You are the only one who escaped 'Tianxianglongshan'."

Xue Daiyuan opened Ying Luo's hand with a slap, and said angrily, "You woman, what are you talking about?"

Yingluo laughed and didn't answer her, but continued on her own: "When you go to Shanghai in the Qing Kingdom in the future, and you learn the 'Fuhu Sacred Sword Style', you must come with me for a game. !"

The battle between dragons and tigers cannot always be enjoyed by Kenshin alone.

Her words not only stunned Xue Daiyuan, but even Jianxin and Ba were strange. It was just one night, why did it feel like a different person?

"Sister Yingluo, are you really okay?" Jianxin asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm still me, it's just..." Ying Luo looked around at the people in the room, and then said with emotion: "I just remembered some things from my childhood."

The pictures on the paper have now become flesh and blood people.

When we were young, didn't we grow up together?Jian Xin thought for a while: "Does that mean before being caught by the traffickers?"

"A little earlier than that."

After all, it was a past life.

"Then what did the poem you read just now mean, 'The beloved has gone with the snow, and the living alone are wounded by the cross'?" Jian Xin was very concerned about this sentence.

Yingluo glanced at Ba, who was also looking at her.

She asked, "Do you believe in destiny?"

"Fate?" The people present were at a loss, why did they suddenly mention this word?

"Yes, it's fate." Yingluo said, "Ba will die, and Kenshin will become mature. That kid named Yuan will go to the Qing Kingdom, learn martial arts, and come back to take revenge. As for Xiaoxun... Haha, she will become a sword. Heart's wife!"

Everyone's expressions were uniform and sluggish, and then Jian Xin blushed and said, "I don't believe in fate! How can Ba ​​die, how can I... Sister Yingluo, what nonsense are you talking about?"

He has always regarded Xiaoxun as his own daughter, how could he marry him?What's more, isn't the love of his life standing in front of him beautifully?

"Maybe there is no difference between fate and nonsense." Yingluo picked up the broken sword on the side: "But you are right, fate or something, you don't need to believe it at all!"

Jian Xin hurriedly stopped her: "Sister Yingluo, what are you doing?"

"Of course it is to break fate and save you!"

The classics just exist on paper. There are enough tears in reality, and there is no need to add such a little bit!

Ba won't die, Kenshin won't die, Xiaoxun won't die, and even the bear child Xue Daiyuan won't die!

What fate, it's all bullshit, I will cut it all off with the sword in my hand!