Apocalyptic Forecast

Fuck, stupid, what do you want to do?

Go!

Zatou wants to roar like this.

If it ’s not the wrong occasion, he almost wanted to use an anesthesia gun to shoot this stupid range sieve, and then beat him fiercely. It ’s best to be paralyzed. Isn't it good to live?

As a former companion, as a close friend at first sight, he should have done so.

But now, he can't stop Sasaki's behavior.

As a warrior, he could not help feeling proud of his friend ’s loyalty and determination.

In silence, Zatoichi held his knife handle: "If that is the case, let me ..."

"Do not."

Sasaki interrupted him and said softly: "The next thing, please don't interfere-this is my duty and my mission."

"……I know."

Zuotou's unwilling nod, handed his sword: "Then use it, Sasaki, you deserve it. Only this one, don't refuse."

It was a sword held by blind swordsmen and Zaotou in the past, and it was reputed as a famous sword that coexisted with Yingzhou's chivalrous bones.

At the moment of falling into Sasaki's hands, the long knife called "Pure Blade" buzzed and trembled, bursting into a low-pitched cry, as if cheering.

This is the time to practise chivalry and to break the grudge!

Jiu Jing's expression was still calm, staring at the pair of murderous eyes, nodding politely and politely.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Sasaki, really ... long greetings."

"Don't you just see it before, His Excellency Jiu Jing."

Sasaki stepped forward with his broken leg, standing outside his ten steps, and asked softly, "Why is it so hypocritical? There is no need to call" Mr. "right now?"

"You used to be my enlightenment teacher of swordsmanship. It's not too much to call a" sir "." The young warrior narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed: "Are you a warrior who once loyal to his family? Is there a reason to do it to me?

"Because your bad smell can't be concealed anymore, kill the devil by mistake!"

Sasaki drew his sword slowly and calmly told him: "If you don't kill you here, and let you destroy Rimi, I will regret it for life."

"Is there anything wrong with this? Is it true that even a loyal man like Mr. Sasaki will be exiled in order to survive? Isn't it bad?"

Jiu Jing shrugged his shoulders and looked around at his uncomfortable and splendid scene—I saw the ugly face hidden in the dark and hidden in the dark, “This kind of place that only hides dirt and dirt is completely destroyed. Is it Sasaki? Have n’t you thought about that, sir? "

"Since being exiled, there hasn't been such a day."

Sasaki replied frankly: "As a warrior, I have such resentment against my former host. I am ashamed, but I cannot restrain such thoughts and moods.

But even so, I can't forget the kindness that my homeowner once gave me.

If you want to destroy all this, please step over my body. My life was given to me by my family, so let me repay this life now. "

In the silence, the smile of Jiu Jing saw gradually dark, leaving only a cold.

"You are no longer a samurai in the house, Sasaki Kiyoshi."

"It doesn't matter, when you become a murderer, don't you also give up the glory of Riki?"

Sasaki nodded and agreed with the answer: "I think this is very good, very good-now, just two stateless rogues are here to fight."

Regardless of victory or defeat, this is just a struggle between two wild dogs.

See the name of the family in lossless.

In this way, he raised the blade and aimed at his face.

Until the end, Sasaki was very happy and proud of this.

He said: "Pull your sword, please kill the devil!"

At that moment, Jiu Jing closed his eyes in disappointment.

When the eyes lifted up again, he lost the peace and smile that he used to cover up, leaving only the darkness and coldness of death.

Fading away the last disguise, the face of the evil beast is revealed here.

The bloodied blade was raised.

Through the melting frost and dry blood stains on the ground, a terrifying murderous opportunity rose.

There is no need to use any language to express and tell. At the moment of determination, it will be destined to have only one result-only one person can live away between the killer and the Sasaki.

In addition, there is no possibility.

The air froze in the cold light of the blade.

It seems that the hands of time have stopped.

The world is silent, even the sound of breathing is going away quickly. The dazzling phantoms, the dry moans and the grievous wailing, the fragrant fragrance and the stench of the broken heart have all disappeared.

The pure murderous intention cut all these insignificant things.

What remains is only the eyes of each other and the sword in his hand.

The short-lived moment is obviously in the senses, but it seems like a long and endless, turning into a horrible torment like hell.

Until the light burst out.

A tyrannical thunder roared from outside the sky, tearing apart his free diaphragm, spreading his body frantically, and spreading into the radiant thunder of the sky.

From the sky!

The roar that overlapped suddenly burst into a thunderous noise.

Samurai draws his sword.

Over a long distance, the fierce duel ended in an instant.

The evil spirit has already crossed the warrior.

Only blood spewed out from Sasaki's chest.

The indestructible pure blade fell from his hands and penetrated into the soil. Immediately afterwards, a scarlet torrent spewed out of a crack in his chest.

Chess is a trick.

He was slow for a moment.

Win or lose a sentence, with points for life and death.

"Unexpectedly, in the end, I came to replace Li Jianjia to get me. It turned out to be a wild samurai who didn't even have a family name to declare ..."

I saw Jiu Jing looking back, glancing at the opponent who fell to the ground, sneering: "It's ridiculous, Sasaki. Didn't anyone tell you-your swordsmanship is never worth mentioning."

He seemed to say something else.

But Sasaki couldn't hear clearly.

The familiar trance and sleepiness struck again, hugging him, trying to pull him into the dark side of eternity.

It seemed that someone was shouting loudly, but it was too far away, too vague.

He gradually closed his eyes.

"Stand up, Sasaki!"

In the darkness, a cold and old voice rang from my ears: "Stand up to me, immediately! To what extent do you want to be embarrassed to stop?"

teacher!

At that moment, he finally remembered where he was.

Who is he?

"I am ... Sasaki, right!"

He opened his eyes, staring at this rapidly darkened and collapsing world of demon, staring at the back of the enemy.

Use up your last effort to support your body.

The broken soul was sizzling, carrying blood, and climbed up from the ground again, even if he couldn't get up, still groping and searching for his weapon.

The duel is not over!

"Come on, long time."

He said, "I'm here."

Jiu Jing's footsteps stopped abruptly, slowly turning back.

On the face that resembled a fox, the originally mocking smile gradually dimmed, angrily.

"It's really lingering ..."

The mischievous murderer grinned and turned around, his expression turned ugly and crazy: "This time, I will never forget the last step, Sasaki."

Stepping on the spreading pool of blood on the ground, I saw Jiujin stepping forward and raising his sword.

There was no anger, nor any loss of control and carelessness.

Rather, he waited for it, stayed focused, and even went all out to treat this dying opponent, without leaving any chance of negligence and overturning, and simply gave him the final judgment.

Cut off all the pain and worries.

Even if Sasaki no longer had the strength to get up, even his appearance could no longer be seen clearly.

The moment of returning to the light is gone.

Now, the pure blade of Zatou City is stuck in the pool of blood, and his sword is no longer in his hand. As if anticipating his passing, the pure blade trembled and murmured faintly.

But Sasaki didn't feel any pity.

As Jiu Jing said, his swordsmanship is never worth mentioning, nor is it worthy of such a sword.

Even earlier, he was already clear.

"You are, rotten wood."

This is the cruel truth and the most painful result that the old man hailed as the sword saint once made.

I do n’t know how many times, the grumpy old man scolded: “Why would n’t learning give up? Is there only one way to repay grace in this world!”

"I want to follow beside the adult ... I want to be like the adult."

Sasaki once knelt on the ground, paid a courtesy call, and prayed from the heart: "Teacher, please forgive me-please teach me!"

But in the old man's eyes, there was only pity and regret.

"Sasaki Kiyomasa, you don't have talents and talents. Give up, even if you work hard, Kendo will not favor you." He said, "If you want to win, swordsmanship and life, you can only choose one, even if It doesn't matter if it is! "

How to describe the ecstasy and tranquility of that moment?

It's as if the wishes of a lifetime have been fulfilled, and all efforts have been rewarded.

Behold, this is not a dead end. How generous this world is, even a blunt person like yourself can receive hope!

He was grateful for tears and kept knocking: "It's so good ... I can finally live up to that adult's kindness and expectations ..."

After a long silence, only a sigh of pity.

"Then, this is the last skill I can teach you as a teacher-how to give up my life."

This is the last teaching that the old man left to him. Everything that has happened since then, everything he has learned since then, and everything he has inherited since then have been imprinted in his marrow and soul.

Day after day, year after year.

Twenty years of hard work and waiting, I do n’t know how many times I have experienced pain to tears and incontinence. At this moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Now, I finally have the reward.

At that moment, he lifted his eyes and stared at the long silence close to him.

Smile.

From the broken body, there is a bright light rising into the sky.

It was that the light that had been confined for twenty years erupted from the soul.

A majestic phantom rose from his mortal body, revealing the horror and majesty of the immobile King, and the flames of death were burning in his eyes, along with his soul.

In the solidified time, the mighty streamer shrank into a line, and the will and determination in the furnace turned into steel. Reversing the boundary between life and death, stirring up the axis of heaven and earth, all the worlds are shattered!

——Bitter seas are boundless and free!

This is only once in a lifetime, pull the knife!

cut!