Grass, why me!

　　

　　 At this moment, under the eyes of everyone, the hut in the forest was dark, and tears were almost shed.

　　

　　 Why is it always me who is unlucky!

　　

　　 And, why should I be the one who is the least competitive...

　　

　　 Seeing Yuan Yuan next to him smiled from ear to ear, the hut in the forest shuddered.

　　

　　 How can the teacher be satisfied with this tool?

　　

　　 can be angered, trembling, trembling, the teacher is talking, but he dare not go, so he can only bite the bullet and get up, step by step, feeling the gaze around him.

　　

　　 Struggling.

　　

　　 squeezed a smile stiffly.

　　

　　 At this moment, he finally remembered what Huai Shi said when he came.

　　

　　——Go freely, walk gracefully...

　　

　　 Now that he is finally leaving, only to find out, is it such a beautiful scenery?

　　

　　 Indeed, it was not peaceful.

　　

　　 Seeing his trembling guilty conscience, a boo sounded from the surroundings. Just by looking at his posture, he knew that he was a martial artist, how could he compete with the teachers in the dojo!

　　

　　 Huai Shi was unheard of, beckoning to the hut in the forest.

　　

"How?"

　　

　　 He smiled and encouraged, "Are you confident?"

　　

　　 "……"

　　

　　The cabin in the forest tried to squeeze a smile that was not much better than crying: "Teacher, I didn't bring a sword when I went out today."

　　

　　 He winked his eyebrows hard, and motioned Huai Shi to quickly take out a hand from his big sword to save his dog's life. As a result, without waiting for Huai Shi to answer, the big tengu who watched the excitement next to him raised his hand.

　　

　　 "Then use the old one."

　　

　　 said, just pull it out.

　　

　　 Like a feather, he pulled out a trivial one from the huge wing hidden in the void, showing cold light.

　　

　　 The dark sword is heavy and sharp. It is not only the degree of short hair, but no one thinks it is a rare treasure.

　　

　　 After several years of gestation in the hands of a warrior with skill and spirit, it is a border artifact to find an alchemist to integrate into the secret ritual.

　　

　　 "I gave it to you."

　　

　　 The big tengu threw it over.

　　

　　 "Don't thank you senior yet." Huai Shi sighed helplessly, like a parent who saw a child who was ignorant and charged someone else's New Year's Eve.

　　

　　 "I...I thank you."

　　

　　 The hut in the forest cried happily.

　　

"Hahaha, why don't you have your teeth, you can come to the old Tengu Mountain chef when you have time to fight." The big tengu laughed enthusiastically: "I still lack a little worker for pounding rice here. Have an opinion?"

　　

　　 "It is an honor to be appreciated by seniors."

　　

　　 Huaishi smiled and nodded.

　　

　　 If this were to be placed in the past, the forest hut might laugh happily when he heard that he could go to Tengu Mountain for free education for the cooking demon, but now he can only shed tears.

　　

　　 Can I still live to the day of advanced studies?

　　

　　 This is simply...I can't beat it!

　　

　　 It’s almost the same for Yuan Yuan to come up!

　　

　　 If he can truly promise a teacher who teaches sword skills in the dojo, why should he go to the door and do things?

　　

　　 "Come on, go after this bowl of wine."

　　

　　 Huaishi picked up the pouring bowl in front of him, and handed it to him: "Don't be nervous, just play to the level you deserve."

　　

　　 This **** thing is not the college entrance examination!

　　

　　 What kind of level is it to show what it should be...

　　

　　 The hut in the forest gritted his teeth, picked up the large wine bowl in front of him, and worked hard, and wanted to snap it to pieces, but after thinking about it, he put it on the table carefully.

　　

　　 Huaishi patted him on the shoulder, smiling meaningfully.

　　

　　 He asked, "Are you ready?"

　　

　　The hut in the forest suddenly surged with blood and blood, and his complexion was red, and he was already too strong to drink, but shortly after, there was a burst of high heat rising from his body.

　　

　　 hot.

　　

So hot.

　　

　　 seemed to be lit.

　　

　　 In a trance, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have entered a...over-limit state?

　　

　　 Accompanied by the ascending of the source quality, endless hostility and fierce will emerge from under the face that is accustomed to the harmless smile.

　　

In the shadow of 　　, Shengqing transformed into a projection, breaking the shackles, revealing her own hideous shadow.

　　

　　 The gloomy sight swept across the forest hut.

　　

　　 The pure evil thoughts after countless refinements spread, like a raging torrent, making the entire bustling banquet hall momentarily stagnant.

　　

　　 At this moment, far away in the present realm, countless crows’ scarlet pupils fell from the sky in the Danbo district, overlooking from a distance, and casting blessings from the **** crowd.

　　

　　 makes his eyes become silvery white, like boiling steel, glowing with fiery light.

　　

　　 can hardly conceal the violent nature.

　　

　　 From the top to the bottom, the tyrannical overlook has caused indescribable chill and fear in the hearts of countless people.

　　

　　 In an instant, death came, and the corners of Ikase's eyes twitched, as if finally remembering-this shameless and indecent kid looks cunning, but in essence, he is completely different from the unbearable ones who bully and fear hardship.

　　

　　 That's just a persona.

　　

　　 is just a rule in tabletop role-playing games.

　　

　　 He is one of the future inheritors of the name of the Candlelighter, the son of evil born with precious blood, a freak who cannot be restrained and measured by morals.

　　

　　 The praises and criticisms of the world are meaningless to him.

　　

　　 As long as this sublime evil karma continues, he will be an eternal evil-eater, one of the symbols of hell.

　　

　　 Now, the hut in the forest holds the sword, smiles at Huai Shi, and answers his question.

　　

　　 "I'm ready, teacher."

　　

　　 "Then go."

　　

　　 Huai Shi nodded with relief, "You don't have to stand behind me, you can stand in front of everyone."

　　

"Ok."

　　

　　 The young man nodded, his smile slowly dissipated when he looked back, and he walked towards the opponent in front of him step by step.

　　

　　 said to him, "Please enlighten me."

　　

　　 From the moment of consternation, Ikase returned to calm and solemnity again.

　　

　　 As a person who used to cut across the border, how could he be fooled by this appearance? The power of that evil is indeed quiet and pure and terrifying, and I don't know how much malice and devil have extracted such an essence.

　　 Even if he can barely match him, there is still a decisive gap between the two sides-the strength of strength is important, but the skill of using this strength is the real factor that determines the result.

　　

　　 After hundreds of battles, thousands of battles, and long years of honed, the already proficient sword skills are born for this moment.

　　

　　 Such an unbearable posture can be broken in an instant, and then drive straight in. All the vitals of the wrist, abdomen, heart, throat and even the head will be exposed...

　　

　　 Simply, let anyone slaughter!

　　

　　 This might be better. As long as this little demon who doesn't know the heights pays the price here, then the authority of the second son can be restored.

　　

　　 He just maintains the dignity of the dojo, no one can blame.

　　

　　 Even if the dojo fights against Tanba as a result, it can further enhance its own power.

　　

　　 At that moment, a fierce light appeared from him, the murderous intent that had been accumulated for many years between the borders burst out, and he drew his sword with him.

　　

　　 But at that moment, a screaming sound burst into his ears.

　　

　　 Shengse's eyes widened in amazement, but found that his opponent hadn't been guarded carefully, and relied on the completely flawed posture to launch a strong attack against him.

　　

　　 Same as his teacher, at this moment, he used the simplest and most straightforward attack method.

　　

　　——Stepping, Tang Zhu!

　　

　　 The venomous darkness of the road of evil karma gathered on that sword, and even the light above his head shook, because the darkness swept like a tide.

　　

　　 is not so much swordsmanship, it is more of a kind of spell entrusted on the blade of the sword!

　　

　　 can block such tricks without even going back.

　　

　　 just need to interlace, block, deviate, and attack again to establish the victory or defeat.

　　

　　He is completely picking up...

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 At that moment, the blade collided with one place.

　　

　　 Shengse fell into a sluggishness, and there was a loud hallucination-like noise in his ears, like the sound of the heavens and the earth.

　　

　　 The sky is spinning, the earth is trembling, everything in all directions responds suddenly, and the whole world seems to be singing loudly-from his body.

　　

　　 This is just an illusion.

　　

　　 But his consciousness has ushered in an unreasonable pause.

　　

　　Because of the collision of the blades, the tremors that reciprocated thousands of times in an instant, along with the curse, poured into his body with the connecting blades as a bridge.

　　

　　 The primordial beating of the cabin in the forest, the heartbeat, and even the beating of blood, after combining the essence of evil and the spiteful spell, they converge into a line.

　　

　　 easily smashed all his defenses, spreading upward from the hilt, his five fingers, wrists, and his whole body instantly.

　　

　　 Explode!

　　

　　 His eyes went black.

　　

　　 seems to be in such a momentary trance.

　　

　　As soon as he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, everything in front of him was completely different. Amidst the dim shaking, he still stood on the spot.

　　

　　 Opposite him, the hut in the forest had already retracted the sword into its sheath and returned to its original position.

　　

　　 looked at him with a smile.

　　

　　 Move his finger.

　　

　　1,2,3,4...5!

　　

　　 When the five fingers were all retracted, there was a crisp cracking sound, close at hand, like an illusion.

　　

"what happened?"

　　

　　 Ikase widened his eyes and asked angrily: "You are underestimating me..."

　　

　　 That cracked and unconscious face slowly twisted, and black blood oozes from the seven orifices. Accompanied by his words, a violent cough burst out, and viscous blood emerged from the sudden rupture of the lungs.

　　

　　 The last scene he saw was the man sitting behind the hut in the forest, raising his hand to the wine glass on the table, smiling and tossing the glass, and drank it.

　　

　　 Say goodbye.

　　

　　 Then, the earth and darkness rushed towards him.

　　

　　 In the dead silence, the audience was silent.

　　

　　Only the fainting and convulsing Urose on the ground slowly seeped blood and spread, and everyone in the background was pale.

　　

　　 is not the enemy of the opponent!

　　

　　 Soon, there was applause of appreciation.

　　

"Yes, it's really good, hahahaha, it's an eye-opener." The big tengu raised his hands, ignoring the faces of everyone present, and laughed jokingly: "I didn't expect to witness such a surprise today. It is really pleasant... Spring, how do you feel?"

　　

　　 "Time has changed and the situation has changed, Vientiane has been updated."

　　

　　 Before the gate, the old man who stopped to watch replied: "The new generation naturally has a better outlook than the old generation, which is good."

　　

　　 The old man, known as the sword saint, waved his hand calmly and motioned to his subordinates to lift Iose up on the ground to be healed, and step forward calmly, but Huaishi had an indescribable illusion.

　　

　　 is so subtle.

　　

　　 But it's so... discordant~lightnovelpub.net~ He subconsciously tensed his body.

　　

　　Because he can't hear the old man's'voice' at all, to be precise... can't feel the other party's heartbeat, pulse, and even the fluctuation of the source quality is completely empty.

　　

　　, like a phantom, does not exist here.

　　

　　 No, it should be said that he was... not here!

　　

　　 But what exactly did he see?

　　

　　What did everyone see?

　　

　　 Hallucinations?

　　

Or……

　　

　　 At that moment, the old man who had passed by the hut in the forest patted the young man on the shoulder, and glanced at Huai Shi with a smile.

　　

　　 didn't expose his tricks, instead he nodded slightly.

　　

　　In Huai Shi’s eyes, the body of the Shangquan Juggernaut was suddenly blurred, and then condensed again, revealing his heartbeat, pulse, and profound fluctuations of origin.

　　

　　 became more and more real.

　　

　　 also increasingly reveals the essence of ‘illusory’.

　　

　　 Huai Shi was sweating, and finally understood.

　　

　　He is here.

　　

　　 Or rather... He felt that he should be here, so everyone saw him here.

　　

　　 This is the ultimate intention that I can't even imagine!