[Sword Three] How to break the lady who is a technical emperor

Just on the return journey of Qing Luo and her group, there was such a group of people waiting for them.

This group of people lurks in the dark night and is easily invisible. Some people have seen them walking on water, but no one can clearly explain their identities.They are looming in Japanese history, or they have high virtues that are no less than samurai, or they are duplicitous.They put their own lives aside in exchange for the lives of countless others.

The name of this group of people is Ninja.

They lay in ambush on Qingluo's only path, ready to take a person's life.

That person is—

"Is this the place?" Qingluo asked.Then she pushed open the door.

"Hmm..." After glancing around calmly, she closed the door again.

"Is there a problem?" the waiter asked.

"Hmm..." Qingluo said very calmly, "I need a room with no one there."

"The room is indeed empty," said the waiter.

"Really." Qingluo nodded, opened the door violently, sprinkled a handful of powder inside, and then closed it again.

When it was opened again, several people were already lying down inside the door.

"Tsk." Qing Luo curled her lips. "Here."

"..." The waiter was speechless, he secretly blamed his companion, why didn't he hide better!So easy to see! "Please follow me to the next room."

"No need, this one is fine." Qingluo said lightly.Then she glanced at the waiter lightly, "Move out all the furniture."

The waiter complained in his heart, so he obeyed the order and moved out the furniture one by one.

Qing Luo looked around, thought for a while, and then called Mr. Okita over.

"Qingluo?" Okita asked a little surprised.

Qing Luo silently pointed to the ground.

Okita Souji looked down at the floor, the floor was very normal, and the dark brown ground under the light showed the traces of time.

Nothing seemed wrong.

...Eh, something is wrong.

A swarm of mosquitoes danced on the floor.

Something is wrong.Okita looked at Qing Luo, who nodded, confirming his guess.

Then Okita pulled out the chrysanthemum from his waist and stabbed it towards the floor below.

Pfft—the sound of blood splashing rang from the connection between the sword body and the wooden board.

"There is another fish that slipped through the net." Qing Luo said.

"Are we being targeted?" Okita asked.

"It seems to be true." Qingluo nodded and said, "But the martial arts are meager, and they are invulnerable to a blow."

At this moment, a small blow dart flew towards Qingluo's neck.

What was used as an arrow was a flying needle as thin as a cow's hair, it quietly broke through the airflow and went straight to the destination.

Qingluo tilted her body, avoiding the needle easily.

Seeing this, Okita entered a state of preparation for battle, and looked at Qingluo.

"..." Qingluo pondered for a while, "It's fine for me to deal with these people, your martial arts are not suitable here, go to the inn to find if there is any accomplice, the other party should come for me, but I don't rule out other possibilities, you go and inform Shinpachi, take Tomoko with you, and Matsumoto." There was a hint of deep meaning in her eyes. "There should be no one in his room, so there's no need to go."

"Since that's the case," Okita said kindly, "I still have to do some superficial work."

"As you wish." Qingluo said, "Go now."

"Okay." Okita responded and left the room.

Tomoko Matsumoto was sleepless tonight for no other reason, because she had heard about this inn from her father.

Why do you want to meet guests in secret?Tomoko couldn't help but think, and...

Such a father is scary.

She put on her clothes and sat up, looking at the pendant that Qingluo gave her in her hand, she was in a daze.

Green radish...yes!She suddenly thought of something, at this moment, Xin Bayi opened her door, with some dark red blood stains on her body, like withered flowers.

"Tomoko." Shinba said in a deep voice, this inn has been controlled by the enemy, and he came all the way here.

"Shinpachi!" Tomoko exclaimed, and went up to him, "On you..."

"It's not my blood." Shinpachi said, "This place is under control, come out quickly—" Before he could finish speaking, he pulled Yuko over, allowing Tomoko to avoid a deadly blade, and then reached out and drew the knife.

Blood spurted from the neck, and Yuko knew that it was because the main artery was cut open accurately.

"Shinpachi...Thank you." Tomoko stroked his chest and said in shock.

"What's the matter." Shinpachi smiled, put away the knife, "Hurry up, let's go to the hall."

After Mr. Okita woke up Shinpachi, he didn't look for Yuko. He stood at the entrance and exit of the first and second floors, as if he was guarding the gate.

What Qingluo said was right, in this kind of hall, his saber skills could be displayed better.

The dark hall seemed empty, but Okita knew that in that darkness, there were infinite murderous intentions hidden.

So he paused, a small field of vision illuminated by a faint oil lamp at the top and at the bottom of the banister leading to the second floor.

Souji Okita closed his eyes, he carefully felt the vibration in the air——

Underfoot again.

The floor under his feet has a different temperature than the one beside him.Someone is lurking under the lights.

In fact, if Okita now has the perspective of God, then he will find that enemies are actually hidden in the shadows on both sides of him.

The two sides are in a silent stalemate like this, whoever makes the first move will fall into a passive position.

If Okita leaves the stairs, he will lose his vision and be killed. If the ninja tries to extinguish the oil lamp, Okita will find the hiding place and be killed.

The candle lamp was still dimly lit, even though the oil in it had been burnt out, it was Qing Luo's handwriting again, she found something wrong when passing by, and replaced it with a Tiangong copper lamp made by herself, Not only is the candlelight much brighter, but the lamp is hollow and can hold more oil than ordinary oil lamps.So the light extinguishing that the ninja was expecting did not appear.

What to do... Okita thought to himself, but he was very patient. The current situation cannot be broken, so let's wait for outsiders to join in.

Just then, the night wind picked up.

At this moment, Qingluo's handmade oil lamp finally couldn't resist the power of the wind, and flickered.

It was this flash!

Both sides shot at the same time.

They have many people, but there is only one Okita. In order not to let their own people hurt each other, they can only dispatch one person.

This is exactly where Okita's advantage lies. He doesn't know the direction the opponent may attack, but he knows where the best attack direction is, and if a ninja is good enough and wants his own life, then besides this There is no other choice than direction.

The blades swung out in the air at an extremely fast speed, met in an instant, and then left.

"The first one." Okita's face was stained with a little blood, and under the light, the smile on his face was extremely scary yet beautiful, "Who's next?"

The son of the ghost who became famous in the first battle among the flames of the red lotus really lived up to his reputation.

No one responded, obviously, but Okita was not worried because the wind did not die down.

The smell of blood in the air is getting heavier, presumably Shinpachi and Qingluo are also fighting there?As expected of Qingluo, even the wind tonight can be counted.

Ju Yiwen Zezong's body was inevitably stained with blood, but the blood did not stick to the sword, but slowly flowed down along the small grooves on the sword, dripping onto the floor.

When Qingluo cast this sword, she referred to a sword named Murasame in Japanese legend, and she also added other characteristics.

She was poisoned on the side with the sharp edge.

Since the blade is used to kill people, there is no need to save any means of survival——Qing Luo thinks so, but considering the spirit of Bushido, she did not do anything to make people look grim and horrifying, just to be poisoned It is a colorless, odorless poison developed by Blindly, even a poison that looks quite normal when it dies.

The best healer can also be the best poisoner.That's about it.

However, with Okita's saber technique, this supplemental poison did not exert its due effect at all.

However, the time has come for this poison to play a role.

In the dark night, someone fell silently.

The wind was strong, but the candlelight, which flickered at the beginning, never flickered again.

Tick, tick, only the blood on the Okita knife was flowing slowly.

One, two, three.

Two lights flickered.

Okita knew that eyesight was useless at this time, so he closed his eyes directly.

Two beautiful traces appeared in the air with the smell of blood, and then disappeared into nothingness.

It was only at this time that these ninjas lurking in the dark finally began to face up to this young man who had barely made a move by Qingluo's side, who seemed like an ordinary person.

"Is there any more?" A few drops of the splashed blood dripped onto his face, Okita maintained the posture of swinging the knife, and his smile seemed to have a murderous look triggered by the blood.

A natural silence.

"Hiding in the dark night, don't you dare to show your figure?" Okita Souji smiled, "Ah, from my point of view, they are a group of cowards who dare not even stand in the light."

He was indeed murderous.

Because he closed his eyes, his senses became more acute, and there was no sound in the hall except for the sound of the night wind blowing.

"This time, it's my turn." Okita smiled, slashed out, and extinguished all the oil lamps.

This is when the real fight is over.

"You guys made a mistake." On the other side, Qingluo said frankly in the empty room, "Actually, the last thing you should do is to empty out the entire inn. It's true that it's easier to do this, but it's a waste of both parties. The purpose has become single, we can only kill you, or you can only kill us, if you leave a few ordinary passengers, you can distract me at this time, maybe we will ignore them like you , but who knows? If it was me, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I can take a gamble."

There was silence.

"Are you still hesitating?" Qingluo smiled lightly, wearing a commoner dress. "Delay will only reveal your identity more and more. If you really don't know anything about me, then you will at least make a probe instead of keeping silent like this."

"Ah, let me guess," Qingluo said as if no one was watching, "Does she know that you have made such a decision? Or is she also an accomplice, or the mastermind? Although I can't be sure now, I think I You can come and try it out."

She snapped her fingers, "Do you know what she has been carrying around all the time? In fact, that armor is just a bait. The real valuable thing I gave her is actually the little ball on her body. The reason why I put that The hand on her is just to mislead you. I let her carry the little ball all the time, it is indeed used to protect her, but if her mind is not pure, then, I am afraid it will only harm herself. "

"What did you say?!" The door was violently pushed open, and the figure of Toshio Matsumoto appeared at the door. He looked at Qingluo with a ferocious expression, "So you did that to her?!"

"That's right." Qing Luo said lazily, "Will this help you to strengthen your mind to kill me? Mr. Matsumoto."

"I was really hesitant." Matsumoto gritted his teeth and raised the gun in his hand to Qingluo. "But you must die here today."

"Dad?" Just as he raised his gun, a suppressed exclamation came from beside him.

Toshio Matsumoto followed the prestige, and saw Yuko and Shinpachi not far away, looking at him, Yuko's unbelievable eyes pierced his heart.

"Tomoko, don't blame Dad." Toshio Matsumoto gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger on Qingluo.

dark night.

After the lights went out in the hall, there was only darkness left.

Or it's not just dark, if you want to stand out in the dark, if you can't be blacker than the dark, then you have to...

With a sound of '唰', Okita lit up the lamp according to Qing Luo's method.

He is not a ninja, he can't see anything in the dark, but thanks to Qingluo's early training, he knows how to attack himself is the most effective, so he gave up his vision from the beginning, and followed his thinking The path cut across.

Of course, he himself was inevitably injured, but his enemies paid a more tragic price-now they lay silently on the floor, and the blood in their bodies soaked the floor.

"Oh?" Okita looked at the hole in the stairs, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that there is another fish that slipped through the net."

Then he slashed at the stairs, and the wooden stairs were torn apart. At the same time, a poisonous mist of strange color also attacked him.

Mr. Okita immediately covered his mouth and nose, retreated a few meters away, then sprinted to avoid the blowing arrow, and went around to the back of the fog. The knife flashed, and the person lurking under the stairs lost his life.

"Oh." After opening the window to let the fog clear, Okita slapped his forehead and said very distressed. "So idiots are contagious..."

He tore down the stairs, how can he get to the second floor?

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the second floor.

Okita was vigilant and entered the battle preparation mode again. After seeing the person coming, he asked in surprise: "Mr. Matsumoto?"

The author has something to say:

Yes, you read that right, this is what I drew_(:з」∠)_Okita’s schematic diagram on the stairs_(:з」∠)_ Well, I’m not willing to play your drawing recently and drive a group of friends crazy. Lonely is here again_(:з」∠)_Anyway, this brutal scene is also very suitable for my brutal painting skills_(:з」∠)_

But I think the scene where Qingluo puts up the lantern is so beautiful!Then _(:з」∠)_ I looked at my hands.

TuT hehe.

_(:з」∠)_No update in the past few days. . . .Well, due to some personal issues, some people just got my disgusting feeling back just now.