I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

The piercing killing intent came overwhelmingly, Jie Luo turned sideways without hesitation, and the knife with a cold light brushed past her cheek.

The uninvited guest who came here was a black-haired boy in a black battle uniform. His waist-length braids were tied up with a gray ribbon, and it could be vaguely seen that the original color of the ribbon should be White.

He was really sloppy, with messy hair, blood-stained face, worn-out team uniform, and—that tattered red scarf.

All of these are indicative of the identity of the person in front of him.

——The son of Kawara, Qingguang, California, the sword used by the genius swordsman Okita Soji in history is also the initial sword of Yuluo.

However, Fu Sangshen in front of her didn't give her time to miss at all. Seeing that the blow was missed, with scarlet eyes, he rushed towards her with a sword, light and sword.

As soon as the golden Lingzi appeared, Jieluo went up to meet it with the sword in her hand.

But in a few breaths, the two of them had gone back and forth a few times.

"What did you do to Tsurumaru-den!" California Kiyomitsu glared at her viciously, and his subordinates became more and more ruthless.

"I didn't do anything!" Jie Luo replied while dodging.

"Humans full of lies!"

- Human beings are evil.

— Humans are hypocritical!

California Qingguang thought of a lot of the past in his head, those humiliated, were sold as livestock and sold in the hands of countless human beings, and the body and soul were trampled on in the past.

If Tsurumaru hadn't killed those devils and rescued him, there would be no Qingguang in California today.

In front of him was his comatose companion lying in the ruins.

The collapsed houses, the broken knives in the courtyard, and the wounds and blood stains on the companions all showed the evil deeds of the people in front of them.

"I'm going to kill you!" His eyes were red, and his thick hatred and malice rolled violently.

Jie Luo sighed in her heart, thinking that she might not be able to get better today, so she clenched the knife tightly in resignation.

#God knows how much she wants to rest! #

Inherent skills, judge the body of the gods, activate!

I saw a burst of golden aura, instantly enveloping Jie Luo with a knife, before California Qingguang even had time to react, when he came to his senses, he was already lying in the ruins.

There was a heart-piercing pain in his chest, and it seemed that his internal organs had been twisted into a ball. He just wanted to sit up, but he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The situation of the battle is clear, and the outcome has been divided.

California Qingguang endured severe pain, clutching his dilapidated and mottled body tightly, at this moment, there was only despair left in his heart.

"You...you kill me."

Blood gushed from his throat, he looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was still unconscious, his scarlet pupils were full of unresolved sorrow.

Jie Luo flipped her wrist neatly, and the blood stained on the Taidao easily slid down the blade into the dust, and when she looked at it again, the entire blade was as clean as new.

"I think you are all mistaken, I am not here to kill you."

As she said this, the Taidao in her hand turned into a golden spirit child and disappeared without a trace in the next second.

California Qingguang suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise. He had also seen this burst of golden light when he was fighting the girl in front of him just now, and then he was defeated in a second.

When California Qingguang calmed down, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the person in front of him.

"You...not human?"

The girl in front of him emitted a faint, almost invisible soft light all over her body, so that he subconsciously ignored it.

His pupils constricted suddenly.

"God... Ming...?! You..."

While excited, another mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth. Seeing that he was about to turn into a blood man, Jie Luo was so frightened that she interrupted him quickly.

"Stop, stop, talk later if you have anything to ask. If you continue like this, you may be seriously injured and die of a broken knife. Where is the hand in the room? I will take you to heal your injuries first."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little guilty. It seemed that she had indeed acted a little too hard.But you can't blame her, whoever let the guy in front of him look so hard is aiming at killing her, if he doesn't beat him until he can't move, there is no way to end it.

"No...no need."

"Forget it, if you don't tell me, then I'll look for it myself." After finishing speaking, Jie Luo lazily picked up Fu Sangshen in front of her, completely ignoring the dirt and struggles on his body.

"Let, let me down! Cough..."

"A wounded person should look like a wounded person, don't move around!" The boy in his arms was very weak, but he didn't cooperate at all. Jie Luo was afraid that he would aggravate the injury after struggling, so she changed her position, like hugging Like a child, he dragged his butt with one hand and pressed his back tightly with the other.

In the next second, the person in his arms was as quiet as a chicken.

#This posture is too embarrassing, don’t you feel that there is something wrong, girl jieluo? ! #

Jie Luo weighed the young man in her arms in satisfaction, fortunately California Qingguang's figure is thin enough and not very tall, otherwise half of his body might be dragged on the ground.

This Honmaru is an ownerless Honmaru, drifting for a long time in the gap between time and space with no fixed place.Dilapidated, collapsed, and mottled walls are the sights that can be seen everywhere in this Honmaru.

Although it was visible to the naked eye that it was covered with dust, but fortunately this Honmaru's hands were not affected by their fighting and turned into ruins.

Jieluo gently shook off the dust on the cotton cloth, and wiped the body of Fusangshen's sword carefully.

Gentle spiritual power flowed along the cotton cloth into the knife body bit by bit, and dirt, blood stains, and rust peeled off layer by layer along with the cotton cloth.

"Hmm..." California Qingguang lay on the ground, buried his face in the soft tatami, and pretended to be dead motionless. If it wasn't for the wonderful pleasure brought by the restoration of the body, he couldn't help but make a slight □□□□, otherwise everyone would think it was A "dead body".

After cleaning up, Jie Luo took the powder stick and patted the scarred knife lightly again and again, repairing the cracks and cracks where it passed.

What followed was...

"Um... um..."

Jie Luo rolled her eyes at a certain Fusangshen standing next to the corpse, and her gaze involuntarily became subtle.

"Is it that comfortable?"

"Shut up, shut up!"

Jie Luo could only see the reddened ears of a certain person, and she didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.

But one second they were still facing each other with swords and swords, and the next second they were healing together in such harmony. I don't know whether to say that Fu Sangshen is stupid or innocent.

I'm afraid, this is also thanks to the blessing that I am now a "non-human".

Fusangshin of this Honmaru really hated humans to the core.

In the end, wipe the knife blade carefully with a cotton cloth dipped in clove oil. After the restoration, the Zhengzheng California Qingguang has become brand new, and it can't see the tattered appearance before.

In contrast, Toujian Fusangshen named California Kiyomitsu suddenly became a different person.

Neat and slim black and red uniform, long black hair, clean headband, and the brand new red scarf.

That's what it looks like.

Jieluo thought.