Devil Gaiden

It is difficult to reach the other side of perfection.

Unwillingness, regret, understanding or relief, when the blood splashed on the wall, everything dissipated like a wisp of smoke.

As for the strong man whom Yu Ren regards as the ultimate pursuit in life, when facing a new round of threats at this moment, there is still a radiant smile on his delicate face.

The sense of crisis had nothing to do with her. She looked at the man who jumped off the roof and stood in front of him, wearing a monk's uniform and wearing a string of beads around his neck. Those light silver pupils did not arouse the slightest ripple of surprise, and he tapped his red lips with his index finger. Haijiang waved the blunt knife casually and drew circular arcs in the dull air.

"Jaliao Haijiang, first defeated Di Leiya in Yoshihara, and then encountered the members of the Seventh Division of the 'Spring Rain', and escaped successfully..." After a pause, the strange man glanced at the blunt knife in Haijiang's hand, and then said coldly Said: "No, it may not be appropriate to say that you escaped, considering your skills... Although judging from the information of the past few years, I know that you are an unusual character. However, I did not expect that your actual ability is even more amazing , even know my identity." Stepping forward, the man's unchanging cold expression, as well as his tall and straight figure with explosive power hidden in his stability, exuded a very strong sense of oppression.

Turning a blind eye to this imminent threat, the girl flicked the silver-white blade with her fingers, and lowered her head slightly to listen to the soft sound from the blade, as if a child who suddenly became playful was playing a casual tune.

"Well, if I remember correctly, can I call you 'Yu'?" The slender reflection has approached her feet, and her cold eyes still haven't moved away from the blunt knife. "I still know a lot of things, whether it's the illusion that you deliberately show, or the secret that you don't want to be known. Haha, the so-called 'sky' is nothing more than that, like a stupid frog sitting in a well, thinking that he can see everything Everything can be held in the palm of your hand.”

"Speak wildly! Your current behavior is tantamount to rushing towards the road of destruction. Do you want to fight against the 'sky' just because of your insignificance?!" Angrily scolded, fluttering his sleeves, he trembled at the silver-eyed woman in front of him He threw out several poisonous needles.

However, the phantom flickered, and the needle tip just penetrated the afterimage before slamming into the cold and hard wall.

"Confrontation?" A faint whisper brushed against the neck, the silver-white reflections hurt the eyes, the demon knife that suddenly protruded diagonally from behind swung over the shoulder and picked up the thin thread wearing the rosary, and pulled it out forcefully. The beads shot out in all directions, bounced off the wall, and finally hit the ground with a loud clatter.

Holding a rosary bead in her hand and holding it in front of her eyes, Haijiang stared at the thin hole on it. She grinned and said, "Whether it's confrontation or struggle, I, who you can't figure out, whether it's for the shogunate, Still, in the eyes of the Heavenly Daoists, they are all extremely annoying and annoying characters. If this is the case, you can try to see if you have the ability to kill me here..." Waving her hand and throwing away the rosary, she raised her eyes to look at Ou, her eyes full of tears. It's ridicule. "The incompetent!"

"As you wish!" Raising the index finger and middle finger, clamping the blade of the sword that is swaying towards you, mobilizing the "strength" contained in the meridians of the whole body to gather on the fingers, turning the wrist, tightening the fingers, and the blue veins floating In the blink of an eye, the blunt knife in Haijiang's hand was cut into two pieces.

"As a samurai who lives with the sword, without a good weapon, you are now at the mercy of others."

Let go of the handle of the knife, looking at the broken blunt knife on the ground, the pair of light silver eyes blinked, gradually began to reveal different emotions from the shining eyes, different from the quiet cruelty before, this is not panic , but more like looking out from a cage that has been unshackled, the eyes of a monster showing its ferocity.

"It's hard to rely on foreign things. If you follow the instinct of the body, it will be more enjoyable! Hahaha..."

The frenzied laughter reveals a sense of inhuman abnormality, which makes people wonder whether there is some kind of foreign body that should not be left in this world.As far as he could see, the silver-eyed demon girl was standing on the vertical wall with all four limbs, her slim and slim body was hidden in the shadow cast by the wall, only those silver eyes were burning. Staring at him, he had the illusion that he was staring at the legendary monster for a moment.

The shadows flickered, and the silver-eyed monster beyond cognition slammed into the obscurity like a bullet, and the stormy offensive kicked off.

Even unable to counterattack, he could only stretch his arms in front of his body in vain, and failed to clearly perceive the movement of the opponent. All he could know was that the person in front of him had used every inch of his body freely, and he had fully used his entire body. It turned into the most brutal weapon, and this existence out of human way was tearing his flesh and blood, leaving his body riddled with holes.

These injuries were by no means fatal, but they were enough pain to make him unforgettable.

This ferocious beast, waving its hidden sharp claws, was just playing with him, and the hideous and distorted joyful smiling face vaguely glimpsed disgusted him, and made him shudder from the bottom of his heart.

Irresistible, this is a monster...

For the first time, deep fear sprouted in his heart.

"Oh, the sad Yatagarasu, a weak little bird..." The demon giggled and hummed softly the ballad he made up. "Flap your wings in the palm of my hand, why are you singing only for 'Heaven'? Bring down the verdict and break your wings..."

The ear-piercing sound of bone cracks exploded, and the soft and beautiful voice lingered.

"I don't want to hear your ridiculous cries again. This time, I will break your neck...hahaha..." The cold fingertips slid across the thin skin of the neck, and the silver-eyed monster withdrew his hand, revealing A mischievous smile.

"Remember the lesson, powerful demons who act recklessly must be wiped out with more ferocious power."

Leaving behind the Yatagarasu paralyzed in the corner of the alley, leaving behind such an arrogant secret word at last, the monster returns to the bustling world following the familiar call from afar.

The author has something to say: By the way, what Hanren said in this chapter is a reference to the lyrics of Nobunaga's favorite "Xing Ruomai", but there are many translated versions...

33 Cherry blossoms and beauties, under the enchanting scene, what else is hidden?

The spring breeze is blowing, raising a trace of warmth. The weeping cherry blossoms in full bloom under the warm sun are like a graceful girl, bowing her head shyly, and the tender flower branches are swaying with the wind. A gorgeous rain of flowers fell.

The light silver eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, with a bit of tiredness, half-closed half-sleeping, the woman with bright black hair leaned against the window, her seemingly limp body Exuding a charming laziness, she slowly stretched out her slender arms, stroking the twigs with her fingertips, and holding the cherry blossoms in her white palms.

The season for viewing cherry blossoms is not yet over, and it is a pity that no one appreciates the trees and flowers. Occasionally, people passing by just step on the colorful fallen flowers and walk away.Looking down from the window sill, she happened to see two people walking towards each other.However, instead of the warm greetings and the friendship of hooking up shoulders and backs, the two people with lofty ideals just nodded hastily, trying their best to avoid meeting their eyes, and just passed by.

Seeing this scene at this moment, how would anyone who didn't know the details think that they were friends who often toasted and drank together in the middle of the night a few months ago?

It can be said that the impact of Yuren's betrayal was enormous.

A cloud of suspicion hangs over the sky, lingering and lingering, and a certain sense of distrust breeds between each other.

The person who was regarded as a role model and a great hero in the past turned out to be a shameful traitor, which caused their conspiracy to be exposed, and made many comrades in arms die in vain, becoming the souls of the shogunate.

Facing such cruel facts, they have hatred, anger, and doubts of equal weight.

He was obviously a friend who was born and died together, fought side by side for many years, and survived together with him through the miserable Shura field countless times. This blood-soaked memory really exists in his mind.

But, why is it that in the blink of an eye, that man with a hearty smile, elegant and unrestrained, chanting haiku in his spare time, and extraordinary bravery in battle, has become a heinous leaker, easily destroying his friends who have been with him for many years the road?Could it be that the beauty of the past is just an illusion drawn up by the blinded stupid self-righteousness?Or is it that his superb acting skills and the false mask he wears are the real culprits who deceive the world?

They are more willing to believe the latter.Compared to taking the blame on yourself...

So, if one of the mighty pillars of trust you've built on for years is going to crumble inadvertently, who else can you trust around you?

There is a strong smell of gunpowder hidden in the tense air, and everyone is trying their best to restrain the undercurrent of negative emotions under the dull surface. At this time, as long as there are sparks crackling, the accumulated contradictions and frictions will be exploded. stir up.

Hehe, as for the introduction...

The cherry-colored lips were tender and plump, they moved slightly, and exhaled a mouthful of elegant fragrance into the palm of her hand. She tilted her head and smiled, looking at the pink petals flying in the air again, her pupils were full of this charming scene.

This delicate flower seems to be extremely weak, and it will fall off after only a few days of youth, but as long as it has this short-lived but pitiful beauty, it is enough to confuse people's hearts...

Moving lazily, Haijiang changed her posture, with one elbow propped on the window sill, her eyes slightly closed, her palms resting on the side of her face, listening comfortably to the cheerful chirping of tits on the branches, and from time to time Tap your forehead lightly with your fingertips, let the warm