Demon Hunter and His Hut

The figure passed through the air.

Although Yatatagashi wanted to stay and kill Roger, he was injured, and more importantly, he didn't know that Roger's strength came from the bonus of the hunter's hut.

Although the weapon in his hand is strong, it is because the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master has been injected into it. Once this power is consumed, then in the end he may not even be able to escape.

Roger's strength still exceeded his expectations, and more importantly, Elder Shadow.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful, why he didn't use that weapon directly at the beginning, in the final analysis, it was still contempt for Roger.

A few months ago he had beaten the young man under the cherry tree on the top of the mountain in an understatement.

Even if he saw the opponent's power with his own eyes, he subconsciously thought that he could, and he could kill the opponent with his own hands before it rose.

The blood on the broken arm stopped, and Yatagara Jianjiao did not struggle at all during the rapid advance.

"Take me back for what?"

"Just kill me."

Jianjiao sneered.

"You went against your wishes, what are you going to explain when you go back?"

He didn't even know what to call the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"He will forgive me, after all I am his only son."

"As for you, you can't die yet, it's still useful to keep you."

A faint light flashed in Kenkaku's eyes, but it soon dimmed.

It's not an exaggeration to describe his mood at the moment with five flavors.

Not long ago, he thought that although his betrayal was ugly, it was worth it for his father and Han Chuan's future.

He was even willing to pay his life debt for it.

But how long has it been?

Everything got ridiculous.

The bloodline that he thought he was most proud of was just a lie, and his long-standing sense of powerlessness finally found the reason.

"Bang!"

The two fell from the sky,

There was snow all over the place.

wow.

The door opened, and the famous Yatako stepped into it.

"I brought Jianjiao back."

Yatagara Celebrity spoke up.

"You make me very disappointed."

The Jackdaw Sword Master raised his head.

"This is what you taught me. When I was young, you told me that all dangers should be nipped in the bud."

"If I don't do it, in a few years, will Han Chuan still have my place?"

The Sword Master Jackdaw closed his eyes.

The celebrities of Yatagara knew that when he took out his sword, there was no way to hide what happened there from the person in front of him. Of course, from Yatagara Jianjiao, the Jackdaw Sword Master could also know everything.

Just now, he didn't use that weapon directly, just to reduce some variables.

"Go down."

The Sword Master Cold Fang waved his hand.

Soon only the "father and son" were left in the room.

After a long, long silence, Yatagara Jianjiao raised his head.

"why?"

"Why why?" The Sword Master Jackdaw asked rhetorically.

"I'm just an abandoned baby, why do you declare that I am your son?"

"And the celebrity, he was originally..."

The Eight Tatar Celebrities were full of bitterness.

The Jackdaw Sword Master did not answer, until after a long time, Yatagara Jianjiao, who was in a state of absent-mindedness, seemed to have thought of something. A flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the old figure.

"Father, this is the last time I call you father..."

"Please tell me, what is your purpose for adopting and cultivating me?!"

At the end, there was already a strong questioning in his tone, and because of his deep heart, Chu Yataka Jianjiao already had a vague guess.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, because the truth pointed to by this speculation will destroy all the beliefs he has built up for decades, and the image of the man in front of him in his heart.

The Jackdaw Sword Master still did not speak. He sat behind the low table, his body shrunk into a ball, and his face was calmly looking at Yatagara Jianjiao.

Just like when they communicated many times, there was no mood or anger, and no one could guess what the old man was thinking.

"why?"

"Why?!"

Kakura Yata roared.

"Do you need a hand to hold a sword?!"

he asked in despair.

There are many indications that the so-called Spirit Sword Project did not start recently, but many years ago, to be precise, after the Sword Master Jackdaw returned to Hanchuan.

Since then, he may have felt that his life is coming, so he planned the spirit sword plan.

Guardian spirits, practitioners and powerful weapons.

Only the Trinity can finally forge the real spirit sword.

But at the same time, although the life of the Jackdaw Sword Master has continued in another form, his original body has been destroyed.

He will become a living sword.

Although powerful, he needs a sword holder and a sword-holding hand.

Such a person will completely succumb to the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and then lose himself and become a real puppet.

It is obviously not a good choice for his son to become a swordsman, and maybe since then, he has started to cultivate with a purpose.

In addition to blood, there is also a kind of fetter, which can perfectly exert the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

That is the guardian spirit.

So he needs a son with a three-legged crow guardian spirit.

And before this son grows up, it is best not to leave Hanchuan, and it is best not to face danger, because in the future, Yatagaraki's body will be a container.

In fact, after knowing the spirit sword plan, it was an obvious question to choose who would be the swordsman of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

It's just that at that time, in Yatagara Jianjiao's heart, he considered himself the son of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and he thought that even if he couldn't make his father satisfied and proud.

But tiger poison does not eat children, and he would never let himself become that candidate anyway.

But now the truth has been revealed in advance.

Yatagara Kenkaku is desperate.

He figured out the indifference of the Jackdaw Sword Master later, the only bond between him and this man is to become a tool.

"I still remember what happened as a child, the guidance you gave me when I was growing up, and the smile on my face."

"But in adulthood, that smile faded away, and our relationship became cold. At first I thought I wasn't doing well enough."

"So I practiced desperately and gave up my normal life completely. I just hope to be stronger and see more recognition!"

The sadness in Kenkaku's eyes disappeared, leaving only the calmness of death.

"Four months ago, Roger came to Hanchuan. You wanted to accept him as your adopted son, but he was rejected. Later, he became your student."

"Then I heard the same laughter again. Roger's talent and growth rate are incredible. Is this the only person who deserves to be your student, your son?"

"Get your favor, and even inherit everything from Han Chuan!?"

Yatagara Jianjiao asked in a cold voice.

"I'm starting to understand the idea of ​​celebrities. He is your son and has the true blood of the Yatako family, but in your heart, even he is not worthy of being your inheritor."

"You are eager to find a cultivator who is as talented as you, and Roger is the only one who has been screened out through countless trials and deaths."

He let out a long breath.

"If it were me, I might not have chosen a similar approach to celebrities, but I would also be disappointed..."

Shaking the emotions in his heart, Yatagara Kenkaku became even more sad.

"Am i right?"

He looked at Sword Master Jackdaw, wanting to see doubt or anger on the old man's face.

But he was disappointed.

The old face with ravines and ravines is as calm as ever.

No one could guess what was in his heart.

nobody.

"Celebrities are my sons."

The Jackdaw Sword Master suddenly said, "In my heart, you too."

Hearing this sentence, instead of rejoicing, Yatagara Jianjiao showed anger on his face. He didn't want to hear lies after being betrayed again.

Because the man in front of him is old, but he is his god, the object of his belief and worship.

These ugliness and lies have destroyed his faith, and he doesn't want to face more ugliness.

"I'm your son?" Jian Jiao sneered.

"I'm just a tool, a tool that has been prepared for over 20 years."

"Can you tell me who I really am, who I am?"

"Who are the real parents?"

"Are they there, dead...or...?"

Speaking of which, he seemed to have thought of something, suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the old man in front of him.

Because he thinks of a dire consequence.

Breathing suddenly became rapid.

"As I said, you are all my sons."

The Jackdaw Sword Master said.

"Celebrities were born earlier than you. I was young at that time, far from the power and prestige I have now, and his birth was an accident."

"I didn't know that I had my own descendants until I was sent to me and felt that this child had the same bloodline as mine."

"But at that time, the battles were too frequent and I had too many enemies. As my adopted son, the probability of him surviving was much greater than that of my son."

"After so many years, no one knows this secret except me and the celebrities."

"As for you..." Speaking of which, the Jackdaw Sword Master changed his conversation, "I found you in an abandoned village."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill your parents."

"Any questions now?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master asked.

"Am I the swordsman you chose?"

Yatakanaka's voice trembled.

Jackdaw Architecture lowered his gaze slightly before replying after a while.

"It used to be."

Yatagara Jianjiao seemed to have been drained of the energy from his body, "It used to be... What level did you want to cultivate me to?"

"Am I not qualified now?"

Yatagara Jianjiao is blind.

"I am disappointed."

Hearing the words of the Sword Master of the Jackdaw, Kenkaku Yatagara felt extremely ironic.

The Flower of Ever Darkness was brought back by him with his own hands. Does this count as digging one's own grave?

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Let me continue to be your swordsman?"

His chest heaved violently, and at this moment he thought of death.

"Or just kill me?"

Click.

The Jackdaw Sword Master opened the wooden box on the table, which contained a weapon that was very similar to the one in the hands of the famous Yatako.

The slender and white sword body is pure and without a trace of flaws.

The Jackdaw Sword Master pointed at Yataji Jianjiao's chest, "Piercing it, you don't have to die."

His face turned pale, but Yatagara Jianjiao didn't have any thoughts of resistance, whether it was strength, but obedience formed over decades.

He really wanted to raise the weapon in his hand, even if he tried desperately to prove his attitude, but he clenched the cold hilt, and at the moment of waving it, Yatagara Jianjiao was still hesitant.

He looked up at the Jackdaw Swordmaster.

"Since I exist for you, if I can satisfy you..."

"I'll do it!"

After he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, and the sharp blade penetrated his chest.

He let out a muffled groan, and when he lowered his head, he did not see the disappointment flashing in the eyes of Sword Master Jackdaw.

puff!

The sword passed through the body, wiping the hilt.

Yatagara Kenkaku is so hard, it seems that the only way to hide the pain in his heart.

laugh!

He opened his mouth wide, feeling that it was not his life that was draining from his body, but his own strength.

And the guardian spirit representing the Yatagara family.

Although the long sword penetrated his body, as time passed, the entire weapon melted like ice, and it seemed to be combined with something in Yatakanami's body.

Before long, the hilt fell to the ground.

Apart from that, there was not a single wound on Yatagara's body.

It didn't look like he was damaged in any way, but Yatagara Kenkaku knew very well that there was a part of him that would never come back.

"Let's go back."

"Don't leave Hanchuan without my order."

"Where else can I go now?" Standing up with difficulty, Yatagara Jianjiao gave a wry smile.

He had never felt so weak before, and staggered toward the door.

"Live well."

The voice of the Jackdaw Sword Master came from behind.

Yatagara Jianjiao stopped.

"The sword just now took my life."

After saying that, he pushed the door and left.

The door opened, and the snow outside the house was involved. At this time, a figure appeared, it was Morita Dohiro.

He walked quickly into the room, bent down and picked up the hilt on the ground, the spiritual power in his hand swiped, and a long sword faintly appeared under the hilt.

Put the weapon in the box and pack it.

"Master Sword Master, the Flower of Ever Darkness has taken effect, and we are only one step away from success."

Sword Master Jackdaw's eyes were calm.

Morita Dobhi seemed to have thought of something, and asked tentatively: "When the transformation is completed, you can let the celebrities..."

"Can't."

The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head.

"He's your son, but..."

"Go do your thing."

"I'll arrange the rest."

The Jackdaw Sword Master's voice was low, Morita Dohiro thought about it and could only shut his mouth.

The room soon became silent, leaving only the Jackdaw Sword Master alone.

He was huddled in the shadows behind the low table, his thin body even a little pitiful.

At the peak of Hanchuan, only he can feel it.

On the other side, Yatagara Jianjiao stumbled towards his own courtyard. He was taken out of the guardian spirit. In addition to the injuries he suffered from the previous battle, his body could no longer hold on.

In a trance, he saw a figure approaching him like a flying butterfly, and then hugged him in his arms.

"Lord Jianjiao."

It's Yuuki Nao.

"What happened, how did you get hurt so badly?"

"Does the sword master know?"

With colic pain in his heart, Yatagara Jianjiao couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. While in a coma, he saw a nervous and tangled beautiful face.

"It turns out that someone still cares about me."

Then completely lost consciousness.

At the same time, after entering the shadow world, Roger also discovered the abnormality in the shadow elder.

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