Crimson Blade

The afterglow of the setting sun was shining, and the streets outside were noisy with people coming and going, but inside the low-key and luxurious hostel, which closed its doors to thank guests, was silent.

Holding the rope of dreams that can invade other people's dreams, the owner and the proprietress of the inn here timidly walked towards the room that Yoshiyuki had booked, while Fei Cunren, who fell into a dream on the other side, faced the strongest person in his previous life. The presence.

"Defeat me?" Hiko Seijuro sipped his wine, as if he thought Himura Ren's words were funny, shook his head and said mockingly, "Just rely on the swordsmanship you learned from me , or with your acquired left hand?"

It may be because of being in a dream, so Seijuro Hiko, who was transformed from Himura Ren's subconscious, only grasped the point of fighting, completely ignoring Himura Ren's words about how to leave here.

Alas, this sentence hurts my heart, teacher.

Hearing the familiar sarcasm in Tsundere's words, Fei Cunren showed a helpless smile on his face, but compared to Gu Qingjuro's eyes, he was so nostalgic.

Maybe he doesn't speak so nicely at ordinary times, maybe he always likes to hit his disciples, but one thing that won't change is that Bigu Qingjuro is a good teacher to Himura Ren, and even a very reliable elder.

Because Feitian Yujian has always been handed down to only one person!

Himura Ren knew very well in his heart that Kiyojuro Bigu had taken a fancy to his younger brother Himura Shinta at first, so much so that he asked Shinta to change his name to Kenshin, but he himself was just taken in incidentally.

But Kiyojuro Bigu is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted guy. Although he said that swordsmanship will only be passed on to Kenshin, he actually acquiesced in Himura Ren's learning.

"So I really appreciate you, Teacher!" The young man muttered to himself, blown away by the breeze.

Looking at the teacher who will be his enemy in front of him, Himura Ren took a deep breath, then pointed his sword straight at Hiko Seijuro, with a smile on his face and said in an extremely serious tone:

"Whether you can defeat you, you will know if you try."

As if he never thought that Himura Ren would really challenge him, Seijuro Higu wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes gradually became sharper, he gulped down the rest of the wine, and then threw the jug on the ground casually.

"Oh, I'm as courageous as your brother..."

The withered bamboo leaves twirled at the tip of the Feicun blade wooden knife, looking at his disciple, Bigu Qingjuro tilted his head and made a few crisp sounds.

The breeze blew through the forest, and countless withered and yellow bamboo leaves fell down one after another. At that moment, the wooden knife mixed silently among the bamboo leaves like a poisonous snake, and pointed directly at Feicun Renkongmen trickily and accurately.

"Oh!"

His pupils shrank fiercely, his feet took half a step back, Himura Ren flicked his wrist, and the wooden knife drooped down from below to block Hiko Seijuro's attack.

"Tsk!"

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and pushed his left hand on the back of the knife, Bigu Qingjuro's eyes were full of teasing, the originally blocked wooden knife slid upwards along the edge of the Himuraken, and the tip of the knife hit him mercilessly like lightning Disciple's chin.

"Cough cough!"

Fei Cunren held his chin and bent over and coughed a few times with difficulty, his face was a little distorted. It had been a long time since he was suppressed by others in swordsmanship to such an extent.

Originally seeing the wooden knife attacking him, Himura Ren subconsciously wanted to manipulate his body to avoid it, but for some reason, his own body seemed to be weakened in the dream, and his reaction speed slowed down several notches.

Is it subconscious?

I subconsciously feel that I can't beat the teacher, so is it like this?

After adjusting his breath, Fei Cunren, who had some understanding in his heart, slowly stood up straight and pinned the wooden knife to his right waist. The emotional precipitation in his eyes left only an absolute belief.

No matter what, I have to pass this hurdle, not to mention that this is just a fake teacher, even if it is real... I have to defeat him!

The body is slightly arched, and the feet are on the ground covered with a thick layer of yellow bamboo leaves. Fei Cunren lowered his head and his crimson hair fluttered in the breeze, and his momentum began to rise at that moment.

"Interesting, are you starting to get serious?"

"Then draw the sword to decide the outcome!" Seeing Himura Ren who seemed to be stationary not far away, Kiyojuro Higu swayed slightly, and then assumed the same posture of drawing the sword.

"Whoo~"

Slowly let out a foul breath, stomped heavily on the ground, and the crimson single ponytail behind him swung an arc, and Fei Cunren's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and went straight to Hiko Seijuro with the sound of breaking through the air .

Maybe the speed was too fast, or maybe he was running against the wind, fine thunder and lightning appeared beside the running Feicunyan, and the huge scarlet dragon lingered beside him and let out a deep dragon roar.

"come yet?"

Hiko Seijuro, who stayed in place with the posture of drawing his sword and slashing, flashed a bright light in his eyes, and he did not have the lazy look before.

The palm that was a little rough due to long-term practice held the handle of the knife at the moment Feicunyan approached, and the sound of air bursting sounded in an instant, and nine giant dragons bit the nine weak points of Feicunyan out of thin air.

Flying Sword Style · Nine-headed Dragon Flash

teacher...

Nine giant dragons transformed from sword energy in mid-air were reflected in the pupils, and the corners of Fei Cunren's mouth slightly raised, and he slammed down the handle on the right side with his hand, stopped his running steps, and tilted his head back slightly.

In fact, after seeing your trick in my previous life, I already found out the way to break it when I went down the mountain to help Jian Xin.

So your trick is outdated!

Time was stopped at that moment, the crimson bangs and broken hair were blown back, Himuraba pulled out the wooden knife with his left hand, concentrated on one point from bottom to top, and hit Hiko Seijuro's jaw.

Tianxiang Dragon Flash Thunder Flash!

This is an improved version combined with the breath of thunder, which has extremely strong explosive and attack power.

The sword energy condensed together and turned into a strong and huge scarlet dragon. With a deep dragon roar, the dragon with fine lightning bolts broke through all obstacles and hit Hiko Seijuro hard on the jaw.

"Stinky boy, not bad!"

His body was thrown away, but Hiko Seijuro, who knew that he had been defeated by his disciple, showed a gratified smile on his face, and then murmured a word of appreciation with difficulty, and the transformed body began to shatter.

The flow of time returned to normal, and the world after defeating Hiko Seijuro was also collapsing. Himura Ren stood in the center of the bamboo forest, his pupils reflected the world that dissipated like a broken mirror, but the corner of his mouth evoked a bewitched The elder smiled from the heart after admitting.

"How to do?"

"Shouldn't it be enough to put the knot on it?" The inn proprietress held the dream rope helplessly, and asked her husband in a low voice.

"Just put it in!"

Maybe it was because he was a little nervous about doing such a shameful thing. The innkeeper's tone was a little aggressive, and his actions were even more rough, trying to tie a knot on the wrist of the scarlet boy with a single ponytail in front of him, and he was still complaining:

"Really, it's that simple...uh huh"

Before he finished complaining, the boy's body suddenly trembled and moved slightly, and his right hand was lifted like lightning, pinching the neck of the innkeeper who was squatting there with a knot with extreme precision.

"open!"

The innkeeper struggled to tear away the hand that was pinching his neck, and the flushed face struggled to utter a few words.

"You guys really have no bottom line to help ghosts do this kind of thing!"

Fei Cunren, who broke free from the dream, opened his eyes suddenly, glanced around, and probably understood that the couple might want to do something unfavorable to himself and Giyuu, so he said in a somewhat cold tone.

"what!"

The proprietress might be timid, she shrieked when she saw Fei Cunren wake up and sat down on the floor.

But Fei Cunren just frowned and casually threw the pinched boss on the ground, then went to Yiyong and patted his little friend on the cheek, turned his head with a frosty face and questioned two ordinary people with evil intentions:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"bass!"

The cold blade pointed directly at the couple sitting down on the ground. Perhaps they were guilty, so when they were questioned by Fei Cunren, the proprietress panicked and told everything she knew.

What trouble, ghost of dreams?After receiving part of the information, Fei Cunren's heart skipped a beat, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that there were two lower strings. No wonder the unpleasant rancid smell lingered in the hotel after killing the female ghost.

According to what the couple said, the evil spirit should still stay in the hall, and he can run over and kill it now.

But, what should Yiyong do?

Tightly pursing his lips, looking at Yiyong who was still in the dream, Fei Cunren frowned a little hesitantly, he wasn't sure if the bowstring would sneak up on Yiyong when he was going to kill the evil spirits.

"Oh!"

However, just as Fei Cunren finished thinking this way, Yiyong, who fell asleep beside him, suddenly straightened up coldly, kicking the floor continuously, trying to back up.

"Whoosh~"

The black-haired boy was short of breath, and panic rarely appeared on his expressionless face, but if you look closely, you can find that his dark blue eyes are full of embarrassment, and the roots of his ears covered by his black hair are even more red.

What did this guy dream about? Why did he seem to be awakened from a nightmare?

Surprised by such a big movement after Yiyong woke up, Fei Cunren squatted down with a strange expression, shaking his slender white hands in front of Yiyong.

Ah...blade?

As if awakened by the shaking of Himura Ren's hand, Giyuu's dark blue eyes stared blankly at the young man with scarlet single ponytail in front of him, and then his gaze shifted to see the large chest exposed by the open front of his yukata.

"..."

His lips moved and made a meaningless fuzzy tone, dazzled by the fair skin, Giyuu recalled the dream just now, feeling like his face was going to burn.

"No, are you okay?"

Obviously he didn't have such a big reaction when he broke the dream, did he?

Seeing his little friend's ice-like face turn red, Himura Ren tilted his head and stretched out his hand to poke Yiyong's cheek, completely confused.

Could it be that he had a nightmare?

But a nightmare is so powerful that it scares Yiyong like this?