The enemy knife Yaoer [comprehensive comics]

The knife rose and fell, before the short knife realized what it was, the sword in the man's hand swung forward vigorously, the candlelight flickered through the blade, and there was a crisp sound of iron objects colliding in his ears.

Kazama Chikage raised her eyebrows, and looked at the dark purple long-haired youth who was also holding a knife against his knife on the other side of the door through a gap in the paper door that was cut open by the knife edge quite unexpectedly.

Can you still feel the killing intent through a door...

interesting.

Chikage Kazama withdrew her sword abruptly, showing no pity on the tattered door leaf. Just as she was about to swing her sword down again, the dagger that had been standing by the side in a daze just now suddenly rushed towards her, forcing her without saying a word. He snatched the sword from his hand and dragged him all the way to the corner of the corridor.

Saito behind him lowered his sword in a hurry, opened the door and chased him out, but there were no two figures left after he went out, only the passing tourists cast their eyes here cautiously, and he started walking before he even got to the second floor. The voice of mother-san screaming.

"Well, do you see your face clearly?"

Harada Zuanosuke and others hurried over from the house. When the incident happened suddenly, Saitoichi was the closest to the door, so he immediately noticed something was wrong. I don't know who is fighting outside the door.

Hijikata Toshisan walked over with a sullen face, completely unable to see the appearance of being drunk just now, and asked logically, "Is it the attack by the Langshi?"

"No..." Saito hesitated for a moment, and slowly put away the knife. He slightly turned his head and paused, and said softly, "It's Yaoer."

"Yaoer?!"

"Yaoer?!"

Harada Sanosuke and Fujido Heisuke exclaimed at the same time, Harada Saanosuke reacted and waved his hand immediately, "Impossible, Saito, did you read it wrong?"

"Line of sight..." Saito lowered his eyes slightly, "It's right."

Harada Sanosuke was dumbfounded.If it was before knowing where the dagger fell, maybe he could still assume that he suddenly had an urgent matter and he would be back when he was done.Otherwise, they will be arrested again, and they will have to spend a few days to deal with those people, and they just need to wait in the garrison with peace of mind.

However, the facts are in front of us.

"how come……"

There was a suppressed muttering sound from behind, Harada Sanosuke pulled his mouth dryly, and when he seemed to want to say something, Hijikata Toshizo suddenly said in a deep voice.

"That's enough, no matter what position he stands at now, since he left the Shinsengumi without permission, he is no longer a member of the Shinsengumi. If the other party insists on standing on the opposite side, see you next time," Hijikata Toshizo said slowly Holding the sword on his waist, his expression became condensed, "He is the enemy of the Shinsengumi."

The warm candlelight in the room quietly shone on the man's handsome face, and occasionally there was a slight movement. On the dark-haired teenager at his waist.

A dumpling fell out of the paper bag in the boy's arms, hit the man's neat clothes and bounced round and round, Chikage Kazama's forehead suddenly twitched, and was about to say something in a cold voice, the boy But at this moment, he suddenly raised his body, and ran after the ball that bounced away.

"..." Kazama Chikage clenched her fists tightly, slowly picked up the fallen sword from the ground, and stood up.He frowned slightly and looked back at the young man with his head down carefully blowing the dumpling on the ground. He thought for a moment and turned his head to leave the room.

The robe behind him was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he turned his head to look at the young man who ran over at some point. The latter tried to shake his head a few times at him, and was about to reach for the sword at his waist during the movement.

Kazama Chikage grabbed his hand, brought the dagger to the other side and pushed it lightly, and the boy sat unsteadily on the tatami.

"It's just killing time," he sneered, "you don't have to worry about the lives of those humans."

Dagger silently raised his head to look at Chikage Kazama, straightened his robe casually, turned around and opened the paper door.He paused when he went out, turned slightly and glanced at the young man sitting at the door, fell silent for a moment, said in a low voice, "Wait here." Then he left.

The paper door was pulled back by Chikage Kazama, and the dagger came back to look at the bag standing beside him, and reached into the bag, just when he took out a dumpling and was about to send it to his mouth, he stretched his hand halfway Dao suddenly stopped.

I feel a little depressed and have no appetite.

The dagger exhaled lightly, put the dumpling back, and shrank into a corner.

Chikage Kazama seemed to be meeting some people, because the voice came from next door.The sound insulation effect here is actually good, but with this thing, you can't prevent short knives.But even if he could clearly hear the seemingly confidential and complicated things next door, Dagger didn't care too much because he couldn't understand.

Time passed extremely slowly. Sitting alone in the house and outside the noisy world seemed to be cut off from here. I felt a little drowsy unconsciously after I was in a daze. I yawned lazily with my face buried in my arms. When he fell asleep, his expression froze suddenly.

There was a slight disturbing breath in the air, sweeping away the haze just now, the dagger suddenly looked dignified.

This breath is historical revisionism!

The mind went blank for a moment, the dagger suddenly jumped from the ground, and he supported the body at the waist with a high level of vigilance.

Is he exposed?

Anxiety flashed across Dian Dao's heart, trying to control his emotions, trying to detect the atmosphere of historical revisionism around him.

The gloomy and low atmosphere vaguely enveloped the surroundings of this building. It was hard to find that they were actually concentrated in one room and outside.

The sweat on the forehead slowly left, the short knife leaned against the paper door with a pale face, and opened a crack in the door very carefully, then quickly glanced outside, and then closed the paper door.

Historical revisionism is in motion.

A glint of gratitude and solemnity flashed in the short sword's eyes. They didn't realize that they had escaped unharmed, so now after An Xin abandoned him as a 'traitor', they began to prepare for the implementation of the plan for everyone in the new selection group.

What is the purpose of historical revisionism?Will Dodo Shinsengumi be erased from history?

Dagger is a little confused. In fact, he intended to enter the Shinsengumi at the beginning because he saw a particularly strong atmosphere of historical revisionism in Souji Okita.

Dagger could have confirmed that the target of historical revisionism was Souji Okita, but after some contact, he discovered that the other members of the Shinsengumi also had the same aura.

Dagger doesn't know whether this is something he did to confuse his eyes and ears, but no matter what, if the behavior of historical revisionism is not stopped, the history of Shinsengumi will definitely be overturned.

Taking a deep breath, the dagger gradually calmed down.Historical revisionism will not cause trouble in this public area where fish and dragons are mixed together, otherwise it will not have been standing still for so long and still monitoring around it.So right now, the lives of everyone in the Shinsengumi should not be in danger, the question is how he should escape quietly under the noses of those people.

Dagger bit his lip thoughtfully, and after thinking for a moment, his expression suddenly became firm.

Chikage Kazama, I'm coming to bite you.

Determined, Dagger immediately stood up and was about to stride over the threshold, but turned around abruptly, picked up the paper bag on the ground, stuffed it into his large robe, and quickly ran to the next room and the room.

The dagger didn't call the door, opened the door and ran directly to Chikage Kazama who was sitting next to five or six men.

The people in the house were startled when they saw someone barging in, but after realizing that it was a young boy, they immediately waved their hands and yelled at the boy fiercely.

Chikage Kazama held the wine cup, frowned deeply as she watched the boy rush towards her quickly, and was about to say something in a low voice, but found that the black-haired boy suddenly opened his mouth slightly, with small but sharp teeth inside. After being exposed, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately raised his hand to pinch the boy's cheek in time.

The wine in the wine cup slightly spilled out and soaked the sleeves, Kazama Chikage looked at the child who kept thumping in his hands with a sullen face, and exerted a little force with his hands, the child's fair face immediately turned slightly red.

Chikage Kazama narrowed her deep eyes dangerously, and said in a low voice, "Do you know what you are doing?"

The dagger continued to flutter with tears glistening.

Suddenly, his movements froze, and the color faded from his face in an instant. Kazama Chikage raised his eyebrows, but when he was about to speak out, his expression suddenly paused slightly.

Kazama Chikage let go of his hand hesitantly, and suddenly stood up from the ground under the suspicious eyes of the people in the room, and slowly retracted his gaze from the dagger that fell to the ground, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled lightly.

"Strange stuff got in."

As he spoke, he picked up the dagger on the ground in one hand, ignored the questioning voices around him, strode out of the Japanese room, and came to the corridor.

Kazama Chikage raised her head slightly, stared at the night sky for a moment, then suddenly turned around and threw the dagger in her hand into an empty room, and immediately left without saying a word.

Short knife got up from the ground in a daze, subconsciously as if to catch up, but the thicker and thicker breath in the air made him turn pale immediately, and quickly restrained his own breath.

There is still a peaceful atmosphere outside the house, and occasionally one or two drunk people complained by bumping against the pillars.There was no candle in the room, and Dagger sat on the tatami in the darkness with his eyes open. After a long time, the gloom in the air disappeared instantly. .

Repelled...?

A familiar sound of footsteps came from the corridor, Dian Dao couldn't help but feel happy, and immediately got up and rushed out the door.

Walking at the end of the corridor was Chikage Kazama. When the dagger rushed out, he swung the sword in his hand twice in the air and retracted it into the scabbard. Behind the man was Amegiri Jiushou, and the two were talking.

"The three were confirmed dead without breath, and the rest let them escape." Tianwu Jiushou said calmly, "It doesn't look like a ghost clan."

Kazama Chikage snorted coldly, "Kyoto City has really become a place where filth gathers." He stopped suddenly, glanced at the dagger faintly shining in front of his eyes, frowned slightly, and was about to say something What, I saw the boy suddenly smiled sweetly at him, and in the next second, a dumpling was stuffed into his mouth.

The young man pursed his lips, his blushing face seemed to be very happy, and he gestured back and forth to thank Chikage Kazama.However, Xu Shi moved too much, only heard a soft thumping sound, Chikage Kazama lowered her eyes, and a ball slipped out from the hem of the young man's loose robe and rolled slowly to his feet.

Then, there was another series of thumping sounds.

The dagger was stunned for a moment, and immediately bent down to pick them up one by one and put them back into the bag, without noticing that the face of the man in front of him was suddenly as black as ink, and the figure of Tianwu Jiushou quietly disappeared.

However, he felt a sudden cloud on the top of his head, and the dagger raised his head subconsciously, and in the next second, a big hand enveloped the whole world.