~： The fifth year story 048, the last words

Outside the single room, people who have long forgotten the crisis of life and death came talking and laughing. More than a hundred soldiers performed their duties sincerely, trying to protect the train that broke through the snowy field and headed towards Fengchusha City.

"Not finished yet? What do you mean?"

"………………It means literally."

"But... didn't you use this sword to kill that Gaia? It's not finished yet?"

"Ah, there is nothing wrong with it."

"What's the matter then?"

"That's because his Xia Lan.................. is still incomplete."

The idiot knows how he feels when he is out of the sword, and he also knows what kind of violent storm the combination of the third sword map in his mind should form. But... this was not the sword he had struck.

There are many factors that make him able to kill Gaia with this trick. In addition to his own arrangement, it is also a case that Gaia has been injured in the previous anti-siege. In addition, to a large extent it also depends on the number of enemies being "one" and Gaia's Xia Lan only has the two characteristics of "17 changes". According to Zat, he did not forcibly merge all the changes, but only aimed at Gaia's "17" and chose the "18 changes" to respond to the enemy.

However, this kind of battle can only happen when he is also the descendant of Six Swords. What if it is plural for people? What if you don't know the opponent's move and can't choose the appropriate change move selectively?

The result...

It is very likely to be rewritten.

"Oh, interesting. I didn't expect that after spending so much time, your Xia Lan turned out to be'unfinished' in the end. It seems that the woman was right. From the last epoch to the present, except for the founder and the first successor There are no people who can learn six swords. I think most of them are lost on this third sword."

"…………………………"

"But, human kid, why don't we think about it from another angle? Don't you think that your thinking is not wrong. In the final analysis, it is because your killing intent is not enough?"

The cold black pupil turned slightly, and looked at the blood-colored pupil in the chain.

"You think that your desire to kill that sword emperor was so strong that day. Therefore, you can play Xia Lan, who is more likely to be completed than him. Then, as long as the killing intent in your heart is large enough and scary enough, It's completely possible!"

"……………………Maybe."

Now there is no other choice to choose, and the idiot seems to only admit that there is some truth in what Dian Mie said. He raised his right hand and looked at the lines in his palm. Dim Mie let him watch, and after a while, it spoke again--

"By the way, back to the point, when did you see that the Clockwork Warlord had a problem?"

"………………so late."

"Hehe, can it be said... the same time as I guessed?"

"……………………same."

"Hahaha! Interesting, did you see that this man had a problem after living on the snow mountain for two weeks? Then I just ask again. You see that he has a problem, is it the one named Dai Lao? This time after the kid went down to find the rescuer and came back?"

"…………………………Ok."

"Hehe, interesting. So, just talk about it, did any incredible things happen at that time?"

The idiot lowered his head, after a little thought, he let out a sigh of relief--

"After Dai Lao came back, Walnut asked inadvertently,'How's the situation in the town?" But at that time, Dai Lao answered like this—"

"In town... everything is fine."

"If the corpses of 500 people were to be disposed of, it would never be possible for only 30 people to be disposed of without being discovered. However, everything was fine in the town at that time. Then, if a small town is Life and death are not at all concerned by the townspeople. On the contrary, if he is gone, everything will be well..."

"Then only tells two things."

"One, the town mayor has not disappeared. Instead, he continues to command somewhere."

"Second, for residents, they even hope that the mayor is not there."

Dimming: "Haha, interesting. No matter which inference it is, it can be judged that this Zart is not a good thing. So what's next? You have already begun to doubt him, knowing that he has bad intentions, you will still be the first Show him the almost complete Three Swords?"

The idiot lowered his head and looked at the sleeping little bread in his arms. At that time, he indeed had doubts about Zat, but this did not rewrite the fact that Gaia had taken Bun. To take the little girl back, then the third sword must be completed. He must also use the power of Zat to learn swords.

"After the matter was over, I went to see the prison where Insult and them were held. The walls of the prison were covered with old blood stains. From this, I can basically see how Zat usually treats the ruler. In Yinjuan Town. Therefore, I am more inclined to the second judgment."

"Haha, interesting, interesting! The polite clockwork warlord fooled you into the third sword sword spectrum through various means. Now you can think of it with his butt, since he said that he has almost learned all the six swords, then What's next... Hey, you say, how will things develop?"

The blood pupils suddenly expanded, and the scarlet light radiated from it almost reflected the smell of **** in this small single room. Accompanied by ridicule, crazy laughter, and dimming voice, it echoed in the mind of the idiot for a long time-

"Heir of the Six Swords. If I remember correctly, the woman who taught you the sword once said a word. The only founder and the first heir who learned the whole Six Swords once killed each other. Then, the first heir succeeded in killing his master. . So, can I understand that?"

"This set of swordsmanship is a curse. It curses that only one person in this world is qualified to use it."

"Once there are more than two heirs, then the two heirs will kill each other to achieve the ultimate survival of the fittest. It is like killing Gaia. I have a hunch that one day you will be Zat Gusno who uses you as a pawn—"

"One·Decision·High·Low————!"

A showdown?

No, idiots have no such mood.

Being able to successfully kill Gaia already made him feel extremely difficult. In this world, I am afraid that only he himself can clearly know the terrible experience during the two or three seconds covered by the water mist.

This time, because Gaia was injured, alone, in a suitable environment, helped by the fog, and familiar with the five advantages of the opponent's sword skills, he could succeed. Simply put, I am really lucky.

But next time, who can guarantee that he will have such good luck? Who can guarantee that the next moment is penetrated through the heart, not yourself?

On the battlefield of life and death, there is absolutely no one who can stand up to the crowd. Only people who are careful and not careful enough.

Stay away from danger. This maxim has saved his life too many times, and it is destined to continue to save him in the future.

Because he is not the protagonist of this world, only the protagonist can always charge at the front line, and can still live when he is dead. But he……

Not the protagonist.

The cruel snow will always inadvertently swallow the life of a ditch mouse...

"Ahhh~~~~~?"

Are you full? The little girl wobbled up from the idiot's arms. She looked much better in spirit, turned her head, and smiled slightly when she saw the idiot eyes that seemed to never show the slightest smile.

"By the way, what exactly did Gaia say to you at the end?"

Bun stretched out and yawned. The idiot silently stretched out her hand and gently pulled away the ribbon tied to her hair, letting the soft pink hair hang down...

"Woo...ooh?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah

For a moment, this little girl obviously realized something. She clutched her head, desperately about to flee! Don’t you want to escape? Look there, look at the hands of the idiot! He has reached into the backpack, and obviously is about to take that pair of scissors again!

Little Bread didn't want to let his efforts be ruined. After every haircut, the itch in her neck always makes her feel very uncomfortable. By now, she didn't care about anything, she opened her hand and was about to jump down!

Unfortunately, the idiot's left hand hugged her extremely readily.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Hand, take it out of the backpack. The bun struggled hard and cried. But is her struggle useful? For an idiot, can the strength of this little girl make any meaningful resistance?

The scissors touch the back of the head.

then……

Comb down.

"..................Silly beep???"

A comfortable feeling came from the back of his head, and after a little bun hesitated, he turned his head slightly...

A newly bought small wooden comb was pinched on the right hand that was bound by layers of iron chains. Then, holding a wooden comb in this right hand, gently comb it from the top of the bun...

———————————— She likes to comb her hair————————————

"Ah~~~Ah~~~Ah~~~~ Woo~~~~"

The train, galloping in the sound of clawing.

The snow outside also flew backwards as usual.

The dark shadow huddled in the groove on the top of the train tried his best not to be thrown off.

The wooden comb, slowly falling from that layer of powder, flicked...

The soft powder hair exudes a warm breath. seem……

The ice in the black pupil...

melt.

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(Okay, I admit, I will start brain disability again in the next "summer vacation" plot. This year's brain disability activities will appear completely in the form of comedy, and there will be no tragedy in any form, even if it is a tragedy in feeling, I Guarantee.)