Devil Gaiden

There is a traitor who leaked the secret?It's inevitable.This time, I knew it a long time ago, and knew that you would be lurking in the alley.For the planners of the shogunate, I, who is inconvenient to carry a knife because of my disguise, is the best time to strike.So, I brought a waist knife that can be hidden in the sleeve. Although it is a blunt knife that ordinary people will sneer at, it is enough to deal with weak people like you.How, deeply and desperately learned?This is exactly the surplus of the strong. "The voice stopped, and the silver-eyed monster knocked the young man's side neck with the back of his knife, knocking him out.

Scanning the group of people who had fainted on the ground, Haijiang didn't put the knife back into its sheath immediately.

Raising her head, she seemed to be looking at the bright moon in the night sky, and smiled at the empty space, "Seeing it with my own eyes, I understand now, I am not comparable to these inexperienced country warriors. What's the point of you just peeping quietly? If you don't show up, fight with me to your heart's content! The messenger of heaven, Yatagarasu."

In the alley that should have fallen into silence again, the faint scraping sound of the soles of shoes crushing stones suddenly sounded from above.

The figure swayed, and a man with a serious face and a serious face appeared on the top.

The most impressive thing is his scar that runs through his entire face from left to right.

32 The so-called demonic things deviate from the way of human beings, and are hard to fathom with common sense

The wind is bleak, the gray-white stone road is slightly desolate, the voices of people are silent, and there is no one, only a small wooden cart dangling, standing alone in the dim halo cast by a street lamp .

Behind the hanging bamboo curtain, the silver-haired young man raised his hand and tore off his beard. He leaned against the edge of the table, his brows furrowed, and he tapped the table with his fingertips. His red eyes stared blankly at the floor. , from time to time flashed a hint of anxious color.

"Yinshi, don't worry too much. Considering Haijiang's strength, nothing will happen easily." With a cat face that had been ruined by a sticky rag, the wig put his hand on Yinshi's shoulder, Concerned to comfort Road.However, from the tightly pursed lips, it can be seen that he is also worried.

The original rendezvous time has passed, but the promise to meet has not been fulfilled for a long time.

Now, the two of them can only wait in place, letting time go by bit by bit.

Hearing the comfort of the wig, Yinshi just shook his head silently, he opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard the strange sound of something sharp touching the bamboo curtain.

"Meow." Rourou called out, which made people feel affectionate.

"It's a meat ball!" Opening the curtain very excitedly, the wig leaned forward and hugged the little fleshy fur ball outside, and pinched the little black cat's soft and tender meat pad with a satisfied expression.

"Aside from the meat ball, can't your eyes see anything else?" Keenly caught a glimpse of a mass of white looming in the glossy black fur, Yinshi's eyes lit up, and as soon as he grabbed the cat, it was still kicking wildly in the wig's arms A small leg, and took off a small piece of paper tied to it.

Unfolding the white paper, Yinshi's eyes rolled quickly, and he quickly read the message on it. His expression sank, he stuffed the note into the wig's hand, and immediately bowed to take out the two long knives under the counter, and raised the scabbard He opened the bamboo curtain and jumped out of the counter.

"Gather your companions in Kyoto immediately, and escape overnight tonight!" Before leaving in a hurry, leaving behind only this ominous sentence, Yin Shi's hurriedly running back quickly disappeared in the darkness of midnight.

The scenery on both sides flew by quickly, the cold wind rustled in the ears, the silver hair was blown into a mess, and the heart violently hit the chest cavity, making frequent and heavy muffled sounds, which seemed to be playing the drumbeat of urging .As the pace continued to accelerate, it was as if a speeding steel train was whistling beside him, the bone-piercing chill and bursts of rushing sound pierced Yin Shi's ears.

He raised his eyes and looked ahead, and a secluded intersection was rapidly approaching, appearing in front of him.As long as he ran across the dark corner on the left, he would be able to get further away from Haijiang...

However, under the yellowed light, a tall figure slowly appeared, pacing with seemingly idle steps, and finally stood alone in the middle of the intersection.

Gently shaking the slender white porcelain wine bottle in his hand, the visitor raised his head and took a sip, letting the overflowing wine slip from his lips and trickle down his neck along his sharp chin, he seemed slightly drunk, The formerly bright pupils were clouded with mist, but they became more and more unfathomable.

After a long while, he held his wine glass high towards the silver-haired warrior, as if inviting him to drink together.

"Brother Sakata, you really make people worry."

"Compared to a traitor, I'm quite peaceful, what do you think? Yuren." Glancing at the saber "Li Kasaya" on the opponent's waist, Yinshi silently pressed his hand on the handle of "Hundred Princess".

"Traitor?" murmured in a low voice, facing such scolding, Yuren didn't even lift the corner of his eyebrows, but raised his lips to reveal a gentle smile. "Found it? Forget it. To you, I'm a traitor. Even if I didn't leak all the information... I don't want to make any excuses. It is undeniable that I betrayed you, but also let me play as I wish. "

"Huh, you admitted it readily. Then let me ask you again, why did your actions target Haijiang so much? You actually wanted to force her to such a degree..." The fierce blade was unsheathed, the bloody demon light flickered, and there was a clear trembling sound The sound entered the ears, as if appealing to the desire for the flesh and blood of living people.

Without a direct response, Yu Ren touched the handle of the knife with one hand, smiled slightly, and recited his own drunken chant in a clear voice.

"Fifty years of life, compared with the long-term of the world, is like a dream and an illusion; how can those who live once be immortal?"

The porcelain bottle flew up, and the remaining clear wine splashed out. The drops of bead liquid formed a dazzling arc in the dark midair, and immediately fell to the ground sadly with the sound of the long-necked bottle hitting the corner of the wall and shattering into pieces.

Holding the knife in both hands, Haruto looked at Gintoki with a smile.

The "li cassock" erected upright has a very different color to the blade, and it is covered with a vermilion rust color like the rust of ancient coins. This kind of bleakness really does not match the brilliance of the scabbard.

Suddenly, the tip of the knife stabbed straight, and its speed was not too fast.However, he moves one by one, opens and closes, does not seek quick attack but seeks stability, and at the same time exudes a mature and prudent feeling, like a fortress with both offense and defense, which makes people feel difficult to conquer.

However, at the beginning, Haneto could take Gintoki's tricks without haste.However, as time went by, he discovered to his astonishment that the angle of the opponent's attack became more and more tricky, and the ingenuity of his hands became more and more subtle. When he realized it, he was gradually unable to parry.

The long blades collided, sparks burst out, and the muscles on the arms of the two both exerted force, carrying out another wrestling on the blade.

Facing each other, staring at Yinshi's angry pupils, feeling the weakness of his wrists, Hanren's smile slowly melted away.Concentrating the rest of the strength on the blade, he pushed Yinshi back hard, and he let out a long and sad sigh.

"It's really different." For a moment, his hands loosened a little.However, very quickly, he held the handle of the knife again, tightening it tightly as if wanting to melt it into his flesh and blood. "It's not the same. The so-called gifted people are really different from our mortal bodies. This kind of difference is really enviable! It's also... despair!" He sighed, his mournful voice was like weeping , The fingertips resting on the handle of the knife kept trembling.

"Brother Sakata, you asked me why you targeted Miss Haijiang?" When he stepped forward again and slashed at Yin with the blade, Yu Ren said with a wry smile: "Let me tell you, in fact, I admire her superb martial arts very much. While I kept sighing, I often wondered, what kind of peak should such a ghostly genius climb to be the ultimate? Therefore, this night in Kyoto was a trial. Surviving under the tragic siege, using extreme A strong man who has proved himself in danger, this is exactly what I am looking for!"

Panting intensified, his steps became disordered, and Yu Ren still waved the blade in his hand persistently.

"Brother Sakata, have you ever thought about what to do if a person with mediocre qualifications is unwilling to be vulgar and wants to abandon his weak self? My answer is...then he can only continue to challenge! Desperately challenge! The imaginary challenge of the super strong! If you can't get a new life in the blood bath again and again, then let the incompetent self end here! My way of survival is only one way!"

Backing up a few steps under the impact of the blade, Yuren clenched his lower lip, savoring the blood seeping from the gap.

He knew very well the taste of blood.The knife in his hand has tasted the blood of countless people.But today is finally coming to an end...

This dream-like short life, when he decided to take up the demon sword, he had drawn a rest in advance, and he had already understood it.

Do whatever you want, but have no regrets.

The frantically tempered body has also ushered in the limit of collapse. He has reached the peak that he can climb, and he has already prepared in his heart for a sudden fall from a high place.

With his hands hanging down on his sides, he finally glanced at the "li cassock" that fell to the ground, and Yuren murmured "sorry", and slowly closed his eyes facing the bloody demon knife that was slashing.

"Whoever lives once, is there any immortal..."

The world is helpless, if you keep climbing the dangerous peak, you will surely fall to your death.

After exhausting his life's pursuit, he seems to be alone in the boundless sea of ​​suffering. He does not seek the understanding of others, nor does he desire others to follow him.