Devil Gaiden

In the end, he nodded in agreement, and followed him into the dojo.

The dojo fell silent instantly because of Kuroda's arrival. The few people seemed to have read the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere. They were almost engulfed by the shadow cast by the tall body, and retreated to the sides very wisely. .It's not just because of Kong Wu's seemingly robust physique, the deterrent force produced by the repeatedly tempered steel-like muscles, and the oppressive appearance that they are familiar with on weekdays.

It was Kuroda's inexplicably lifeless eyes that really made these teammates feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet, and they wanted to retreat. It made people think that only dead people lying in the graveyard would have this kind of turbidity. Hitomi.

Compared to his usual yelling, Kuroda, who was abnormally quiet, stood opposite Gintoki, creaking the handle of the knife, and silently raised the wooden knife.

"What's going on? Is Kuroda going to challenge Gintoki? No, although he's pretty good, but compared to 'Shiroyasha'..." Realizing that it's not good to go on, a certain Hanyi who stood in the corner Zhishi hastily blocked his noisy mouth.

"Maybe Kuroda has made some progress recently? That's why I want to compete. Speaking of which, the captain of the sixth team, Taniguchi, has also improved significantly recently. It seems that his strength has soared overnight. It is estimated that he hid before us. You must have practiced hard in the dark for a long time... By the way, Captain Matsuo of the third team seems to be... well, and..." The other person took over the conversation and began to mutter.

While the onlookers were whispering, Kuroda had already taken a step forward, raised his wooden knife high, and was about to charge forward, he grinned inexplicably, revealing his white teeth, and a beast-like frankness coiled around him faintly. killing intent.

"Kuroda!" The woman's shrill voice suddenly rang out, instantly drowning out the somewhat noisy whispers, and Uzuki was running towards the field, and behind her, Taniguchi and Kazuya who had just been mentioned happened to follow. Matsuo.

These are two men with the same strong and strong figure. They didn't say much at this time, but with the corners of their mouths tightly pursed, they came to Kuroda's side together with Uzuki, one left and one right, and they cooperated very tacitly to set up Kuroda who was still struggling a little.

"Kuroda! Do you know what you're doing?!" Putting one hand on the other's left arm, which was still waving wildly, Uzuki faced Kuroda and stared into his eyes and shouted sternly. This sound was not pleasant The angry shout seemed to have a miraculous effect like a lullaby. As soon as the words fell, the arms with swollen muscles hung down limply.

With dull eyes, Kuroda looked at Uzuki.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Kuroda may not have had a good rest recently, so he lost control of his emotions and behaved strangely. Please don't bother with him. Then, I will take him back to the room first." Looking around the dojo The people inside, Uzuki thanked Taniguchi and Matsuo again: "Thank you, you came to help immediately when you heard my call."

For Uzuki's thanks, the two of them just nodded in a low voice, and they carried Kuroda to the door together.

However, at this moment, a gust of south wind full of the smell of burning mugwort leaves blowing directly towards the front door made the two people's footsteps stagnate, but it was only a moment before they took another step.

But Kuroda's ferocious expression that had calmed down suddenly changed, and the muscles on his face began to twitch visibly, as if something was wriggling violently under the skin, and his throat kept rising and falling, as if he was swallowing forcefully. The horns seem to have begun to overflow something whitish...

Seeing this scene, Uzuki, who covered her mouth and nose, rushed to catch up, waved her hand to signal the two to speed up their pace, and soon disappeared outside the door together.

Everyone watched them leave, but the light silver eyes were watching them quietly all the time, and then their indifferent eyes fell on a corner of the wooden floor, where a small bit of viscous milky white liquid was dripping...

The author has something to say: Well, the hints and clues in this chapter are more obvious...

36 The danger of turmoil is looming, at the moment of decision, the snickering demon weaves a net in the dark

At the beginning, it was like the humming of bees' wings, which infiltrated through the slightly opened gap of the glass window, entangled in the ears endlessly and dispelled the silence in the room. Then, in just a few seconds, the thick male voice continued to rise. , together merged into a huge sound wave one after another, and the sound of clamor and clamor can be heard endlessly.

Impatiently turning over several times in the soft quilt, Haijiang finally couldn't bear the noise, opened his eyes suddenly, rushed to the window angrily, threw the velvet curtain aside, and pushed open the glass window.

The faint fragrance of cherry trees poured into the house from the open window in an instant, and entered the heart with the breath, but this pleasant fragrance did not calm the restless mood of the people under the window.

The falling cherry blossoms were trampled to pieces, stained with dirty muddy yellow, but people's footsteps never stopped, accompanied by occasional pushing and shoving, the friction of limbs tearing collars, and endless scolding and cursing. , I saw that the camps roughly divided into two groups were facing each other, and a small group of people seemed to be dragged in by their angry companions out of sympathy, so they shrank timidly behind the group for fear of being noticed And buried his head low.However, the vast majority of them are glaring at the opposite party, one of their hands is already pressed on the handle of the knife at the side of their waist, and they can faintly see the icy coldness beating on the upper edge of the scabbard. Dao Guang...

The sharp weapon that was supposed to be used to kill foreign enemies turned its edge towards the companion at this moment.

The tense atmosphere in the team in recent months is an important factor that caused the current conflict scene, but the direct cause was nothing but a trivial matter.

The matter should start when the first morning glow just rose in the clear sky. At that time, the slightly weak sunlight was not enough to warm the earth, and there was a faint morning mist floating around. Nomura, the captain of the fourth team, got up early. Bed, surrounded by the cold air, rubbing his arms to keep warm, while walking towards the empty dojo.

Recently, due to various reasons, I have neglected to practice, and I have been slacking off when there are few battles. If I suddenly encounter an emergency and go to the battlefield and find that my bones have rusted, it will be miserable. With such thoughts, Nomura walked through the cherry blossom trees. When he was thinking about how many times to swing the knife today, a tall figure suddenly swayed from the oblique right side at a high speed. fell to the ground.

It stands to reason that the usual Nomura is not easy to get angry, not to mention that after seeing the profile of the person who came, he is even less likely to care about such a trivial matter with his comrades who have been with him for many years, so he quickly put his hands on the muddy ground Standing up, he patted the wet and sticky dust on his trousers. He walked up with a smile, put his hand on the other's shoulder, and joked, "What's wrong? You rushed out so early, don't you? Did you go to the dojo to practice swords like me? Or..." The thief rolled his bright eyes, and Nomura looked around a few times. "You made an appointment with some pretty girl, that's why you ran out so early to sneak around."

He was talking vigorously, but seeing the other party was very quiet. Nomura didn't think it was boring. Anyway, he usually likes to chatter endlessly, so it doesn't matter to say a few more words now.

So, he got closer, raised his hand and patted the other's tight and hard arm, and said in a low voice: "If you don't speak, then you are acquiescing. Tell me here, who is it? I know Don't worry, I won't say anything." He patted his chest to make a promise, but the silence of the person in front of him finally made him a little impatient, and Nomura stomped his feet resentfully.

"Really, why don't you talk? You guys used to chat endlessly with people as soon as you opened your mouth. What's going on now? Do you want to change your image and become a cool guy who cherishes words like gold? Or do you say I got drunk before you remembered the grudge, and I shook out the things you thought about Uzuki? Don’t be angry anymore, anyway, Uzuki doesn’t have any... By the way, Uzuki!” Nomura slapped his head in a sudden realization With his eyes wide open, he waved his right index finger at the burly man in front of him, with a proud expression on his face like a worldly gossip who has seen through the secrets of the neighbor. "You just recruited, did you go to find Uzuki? You have been in close contact with her recently. But, there are many people in the team who pursue her. You are neither the one with the most outstanding martial arts, nor is it a peerless beauty. Man, this chance of success is really..."

Uzuki, these two words seem to have some kind of magical power. The man who had been silent before finally made a move, but this reaction was by no means friendly.

The big fan-like hand raised a gust of cool wind and slapped Nomura's hand away mercilessly.

There was a burning pain on the back of his hand, and Nomura, who was supposed to be good-tempered, finally couldn't help cursing angrily: "Why are you crazy, you hit so hard! Could it be that I hit it off and was rejected by that chick Uzuki?" Is it? There’s no need to use me to vent your anger! The big deal is to find another one, why hang on to a tree. Why don’t I help you find one..."

Rubbing the red and slightly swollen back of his hand, Nomura, who was already a little sullen, still muttered habitually.However, in the air that was gradually warming up as the sun shone, there was a sudden creaking sound that made his teeth ache. He followed the sound suspiciously, and saw that Kuroda, who was originally facing him, was still standing upright. , just turning his face slowly, under the skin covering the neck, there seems to be a bone