Sword Raiders II

Yu Li didn't hold back the handle of the knife that knocked Xintian unconscious, at least to the maximum extent allowed by the law-she didn't want to leave any stain on her innocent social experience because of this scum.

And after solving this disgusting trouble, she didn't care about kicking a few more kicks to avenge her mother, so she hurried around him, picked up the crossbow that fell not far away, and then quickly ran towards the unconscious mother There, Hiroyuki Nitta has wasted a lot of time just now, don't hurry up...

At this moment, a lot of hurried footsteps came from not far from the corridor and were getting closer, Yu Li's heart sank, and what she was most worried about happened.

"Master Xinggong, you want to pat my ass and leave after making my banquet and guests like this, isn't it too cheap?"

Sure enough, when the cold and violent face of Guitou Lie, who was being carried over by someone, appeared in front of his eyes, Yu Li looked at the large number of thugs behind him, and knew that things could no longer be good.

Damn Hiroyuki Nitta!

He couldn't help cursing in his heart, but Yu Li knew it wouldn't help.

So she let go of her mother's hand that she had just pulled without changing her face, and then put the person back in the corner before standing upright with the knife in her hand, and stepped forward alone to face dozens of strangely dressed people headed by Guitoulie. The thugs.

As for the way she treated Guitoulie before, Yu Li also knew that the two sides were completely tearing each other apart, not to mention that Yu Li would never make Guitoulie the dishes for the Dark King's banquet again, even if she did Guitoulie. Dare to eat it, and seeing those people behind him holding weapons that are not normal people should hold at all, Yu Li knows that the other party just wants to take revenge now.

"Hundred ghosts in Baigui Liao?" Yu Li pursed her lips, remembering the news that the chefs inadvertently revealed to please her when cooking in the big kitchen, "I heard that many of you are dying? "

"It's too late to think about it now, I'm afraid of you stinky woman!" A group of ghosts behind Guitoulie jumped out and shouted loudly, his fists and shoulder and leg joints were full of sharp spikes, "Kneel for offending the boss!" Repent!"

As he said that, he rushed over directly, his iron-clad and spiked fist was wrapped in a strong wind, and he slammed Yu Li's face directly.

Honmaru.

Hizen suddenly felt a palpitation, and instinctively straightened his body from the curled up state. Before he could sort out the sudden panic, he heard Mutsu Mori's cry from below.

"Oh, so you're here, Hizen!"

While talking, Da Dao looked around for a place to climb, and moved neatly towards the roof where Hizen Tadahiro was.

"I didn't see anyone when I went to your room before. I didn't expect you to run to such a remote place. We found you after we went around Honmaru."

"Whispering, no one said that you must come to me." Feiqian said to him habitually.

The hearty Mutsu Shou also habitually accommodates old acquaintances: "Whoever said that, the master often told me to take care of you. You always look like this now, let alone us, even the master can't feel at ease."

As soon as the master was mentioned, Hizen, covered in thorns, collapsed like a punctured balloon, unable to utter a word.

Mutsu lost his smile when he looked at him, and sat down beside him: "In this world, those who have been successfully collected by the master are already waiting at the other side of the mansion, not only you, but everyone. sleep."

Hizen still didn't speak, the master was going through the crisis described in history alone, and these men with swords didn't even have the qualifications to follow and protect in order to protect history, so they could only watch her walk alone, which was really ironic in a sense.

"But this is history. In history, the master went alone, and finally came back unscathed, and then..." Because we were about to talk about the social and historical development in the future, Mutsu stopped the topic in time, " In short, although you are brooding, although everyone is worried, but in fact the master did not have an accident at all. The thrills of your self-blame and guilt did not cause any real harm to the master..."

"But it's true that I pointed directly between her brows! It's also true that I almost cut off her hand! I almost ruined her life and dreams by me, you people who passed peace into her hands The sword will never understand my mood!" Hizen rudely interrupted Mutsu's words, and when the other party couldn't say a word, he curled up and squatted down again, "It's not that I want to kill people... and It's not that I want to kill people...but besides killing people, what else would I do?"

Hizen's voice was full of sorrow. He is a sword made by a famous craftsman, but he became famous for cutting people. Therefore, he appeared as Fusangshen, and like the former master, he was only good at cutting people. Lunzhuan, who said his whereabouts were unknown, was actually just used as a sharp weapon to kill people. Suddenly he saw the light one day, was accepted by a pair of gentle hands, carefully preserved and cherished, and what he heard and saw every day was no longer bloody and cruel. , but a world so warm that he was overwhelmed.

The pyrotechnic food, the gorgeous picture scrolls, the laughter full of human touch... these are things that he has never been exposed to with this slaying knife. He is ignorant but very obsessed with his spirituality at the beginning, and he only thinks about such things It's nice that life can go on forever.

But that person passed away like those former masters after all, leaving behind him who was already mature and wise, and every time he recalled the first encounter, he couldn't let go.

The more he knows about that person's life and how she stumbled and struggled to grasp her dream and walk on with difficulty, the more Hizen can't forgive himself who almost destroyed everything in the beginning.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Hey, Hizen." Mutsumori patted him on the shoulder, but his eyes were looking at the sky above his head, "There is a sentence that I have always wanted to tell you, whether it is a person or a sword, you must always look forward. Okay. Maybe for you, you can only see yourself who almost hurt the master at first, but for the master, you met at that time because you protected her at the last moment."

The light refracted by the blade flickered on the wall of the corridor, and then a man screamed.

Accompanied by a figure of a thug falling down in agony, throwing away his armor and covering his wound, the girl in a gorgeous kimono shook the long knife in her hand lightly, and the blood on the knife was easily shaken off, and it was clearly reflected on the corridor floor again. It's a mess.

There are wounded people lying on the ground everywhere. They either passed out or slumped to the side in embarrassment after losing their fighting power. All the weapons on their bodies were blown away at this moment. The end result of their stubborn resistance was blood on their bodies, and their limbs were in pain from the wounds. Can no longer muster the strength to fight.

The entire corridor was inevitably surrounded by blood and gore, and the only person standing safely at the scene was the female cook who they hadn't paid much attention to at the beginning.

This is the chef?Do not make jokes!

The fighting power shown by this guy is clearly a terrifying swordsman! Hizen Tadahiro, who was held by the BOSS and could only brutally cut people, has completely become the most terrifying cold weapon in the world in her hands. Every attack is swift and fierce that they can't imagine, killing them all!

The information did not say that Xinggong Yuli, who has always been guarded by bodyguards, is also good at kendo, which is the ancient kendo used by warriors in ancient times to fight against the enemy!

Click, click, click.

That was the sound of the girl stepping on wooden clogs. Wherever she passed, all the thugs who were still conscious used their hands, feet and climbed to make way for her, until they could only use their buttocks to move backwards. Ghost head strong.

"You, you..." He pointed at Yu Li, his eyes were terrified, and his mouth was chattering.

"Are you surprised, Mr. Guitou Lie?" With Wakizashi in front of him, Yu Li tilted his head to look at him, "Since you know that I have a lot of ancient swords and swords in my collection, why don't you boldly guess whether I will go there on purpose because of this?" How about learning how to use them?"

Gui Toulie looked at Hizen Tadahiro in her hand, his face flushed red, and he was speechless.

Yu Li also looked down at the knife in his hand: "Ah, speaking of this, I would like to thank Senior Xintian, if he hadn't insisted on watching me chop my own hand with an ancient knife in order to satisfy his twisted fantasy, I would really I didn’t have a chance to get this knife. It is indeed an extremely useful famous knife as Mr. Kidori said. Thank you, I like it very much.”

It seemed that the hatred suddenly had a suitable direction to divert, not only Guitou Lie, but also the other hundred ghosts who had not passed out also turned their eyes at this moment, and put their gloomy eyes on Nitta Hiroyuki who had lost consciousness long ago.

Seeing that this guy only had a bulge on his head compared to other people who were injured, the eyes of the other people in the Hundred Ghosts House became even more unkind.

She managed to get Hiroyuki Nitta to hate Yuli, but she didn't intend to stop. After beating up everyone, and confirming that these guys could no longer play tricks under her nose, she began to take revenge.

Compared with the minions who are just thugs, there is no doubt that the target of her revenge can only be Guitoulie.

After finding a mobile phone from a thug, she directly pressed a string of numbers.

□□Everyone thought she was going to call the police, but seeing that the length of the number she pressed did not match the common sense number at all, they couldn't help but feel even more disturbed.

While waiting for the number to be connected, Yu Li looked at Gui Toulie: "Actually, after reading the Wang Yan Handbook you gave me, there is something in my heart that I want to tell you. That book is said to be from the Queen Mother. I think the recipe for the Secret King Banquet is fake."

"Impossible!" Almost as soon as Yu Li's words came out, Gui Toulie yelled fiercely, "It was only after I tried my best to find it, and I also found several relevant Chinese scholars and experts at that time, and they all have been identified and confirmed. This is 100% a product of the Qing Dynasty!"

Yu Li looked at him with pity in his eyes at this moment: "So I am not afraid of laymen entering the industry, but I am most afraid of you guys who don't understand. Did I say that this is not an antique from the Qing Dynasty? I just said that it is not from Cixi. It's just a secret banquet."

Guitou Lie was unwilling to accept it, but the information of Xinggong Yuli came to mind for the first time in her mind. She is the best at Chinese cuisine and has a very good understanding of Chinese culture. There are also people in the Chinese gourmet industry who specifically asked her to exchange those precious recipes. As the uncrowned chef god recognized by Dongying Kingdom, what she said is actually very authoritative.

But how is this possible!

How could the Immortal Dark King Banquet be fake!

"You don't believe me? Then let me ask someone." When Yu Li spoke, the phone was finally connected, and it was a landline connected to a courtyard in Huaxia Capital.

【Hi, I'm Kong Wenshi. 】The deep and gentle Mandarin comes from the voice of a middle-aged man.

Gui Toulie's eyes widened in an instant. Since he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, he has traveled all over the world, but he stayed in China for the longest time, and because of this, he learned fluent Mandarin. He understood, and what surprised him even more was the person who answered the phone.

Kong Wenshi!The descendants of the Chinese Confucian family, and the current heirs of the Confucian cuisine in the Chinese gourmet world!

"Hello, Teacher Kong, I'm Yuli Xinggong." Yuli, who was holding the phone, also greeted the other party in Chinese at the moment, "I'm sorry to interrupt you suddenly, but I encountered a little trouble here, there is a problem I want to ask you to clarify my doubts. Do you know the news about the dark royal banquet left by the Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty?"

[Dark King Banquet? ] There was a look of surprise in the microphone, and the next second he became anxious, 【Did that fake recipe that hurt Tianhe also go to Japan! 】

"Fake?" Yu Li pretended to be more surprised, but when he looked at Guitoulie, his face was full of mockery, "How could it be fake? There is a rich man here who spent a lot of money to find it. When I saw this secret book, I specially showed it to me."

[It's fake!You don't know it in Dongpu, but the truth of this matter was dug up by domestic circles the year before last.That's not the Empress Dowager Cixi's recipe at all, it's a shocking scam put together by some unscrupulous cooks of the same age at that time...] Mr. Kong didn't hide it at all, and he was eager to popularize science without panting, afraid that the magic on the recipe was real. Whether it is domestic or foreign, he does not want to see it, [Xinggong, listen to the teacher's advice, quickly destroy this kind of thing that hurts people's morals and lives...]

The authoritative voices of the Huaxia gourmet world are still ringing in the hands-free, but Gui Toulie feels that those voices have turned into a heart-scraping blade, one syllable is one knife, and his whole heart is full of holes I wish I could never understand Chinese.Gradually, his chest became more and more stuffy, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally he passed out directly from the anger.

The ancient chefs in the Chinese gourmet world made a scam, and a few hundred years later they cheated a foreign boss into the game. It can only be said that history is really a magical reincarnation, and it is really a joke that comes out again and again.

This overseas phone call was hung up, and when Yu Li looked back at Guitou Lie, the terminally ill boss had already vented more air than breathed in, obviously suffering from an illness, and some of the men next to him immediately ignored the injuries on their bodies, and were about to panic. Take the boss to a nearby medical room.

Yu Li didn't stop him, and watched them work together to carry him away with a cold expression.

Just kidding, she is not the Holy Mother, and she still maintains sympathy for a person who intends to control and imprison her, and even wants to kill her in the end. It is the greatest kindness to not beat him because he is terminally ill.

In a blink of an eye, all the people lying in the corridor were unconscious people, Yu Li was really relieved at this moment.

Raising his hand, he raised the ancient knife in his hand upright, Yu Li pressed the back of the knife to his forehead, closed his eyes and thanked loyally: "Thank you Hizen, thanks to you this time, I was able to protect myself and my mother successfully."

She is sincerely grateful, not only because of the present, but also because of the original life trajectory described by her own swordsmen. In that life trajectory, she is a genuine ordinary person, who can't use spiritual power and can't use Zanpakuto to defend herself. With only his cooking skills and the martial arts that he specially learned because of his hidden knives, Yu Li really didn't dare to think about what would happen to himself and his mother when they faced a crowd of ghosts without Hizen.

The strong spiritual power overflowed from the palm of the hand and flowed into the wakizashi in the heart, and a burst of spiritual power invisible to ordinary people erupted from the blade, illuminating the entire corridor.

The light faded away, and a red-eyed boy with messy black hair quietly appeared in front of her with his head bowed. He was silent for a while before raising his head to glance at her quickly, and then quickly lowered his head again.

But Yu Li saw the moist eye sockets when he lowered his head, she didn't say anything, just smiled and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his head.

Hizen dodged awkwardly, and then, as if he wanted to show that he didn't do it on purpose, he immediately turned around and walked towards the fallen Nitta Hiroyuki, first kicked the guy roughly, and then stretched out his hand to He rummaged around.

After a while, the smile on Yu Li's face cracked when he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar pink notebook being handed to him by his wakizawa.

Why is the notebook she lost in junior high school on Nitta Hiroyuki!

The author has something to say:

Put the official introduction of Tadahiro Hizen:

Wakisashi is said to be used by Okada Izo.

Seems to have no interest in slaying enemies other than brutally,

But the truth is that you cannot find your own existence value in places other than beheading enemies.

For food, I am only responsible for eating.