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Chapter 144 False Hero

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    The sword is shaking.

    People are shaking.

    Both men and swords are shaking, but for different reasons.

    The sword is excited.

    Facing the scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere, Jian was too excited.

    Although the executioner Battousai is a thing of the past, it itself is also a reverse blade. It seems that it should not be exciting to face the sight of flesh and blood flying everywhere, but it is exciting.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  As a sword, there is no such scene, no such application scenario, it is meaningless.

    But people don¡¯t feel it.

    Although it is Himura Kenshin, it is not Himura Kenshin.

    As a student, Himura Kenshin really couldn¡¯t bear the sight of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

    But as a hero, Himura Kenshin urged him to quickly intervene in this dispute, settle it, and fulfill his mission as a hero.

    Although the student Kenshin Himura does not want to be a hero to settle this uncomfortable dispute, but

    Please let me take a moment before I go?

    what are you talking about?

    Haven¡¯t you killed a lot of scum before?

    The sword cannot be understood.

    Student Himura Kenshin smiled helplessly.

    This is the price of growth.

    ¡°Before, I was too bad and relied on the will of you and that Kenshin to act, but now, I have begun to act with my own will.  My own will is really not as strong as yours.

    "Wu Ming Shen Feng Liu Killing Sword¡¤Jiao Long!" A voice came.

    Student Kenshin knows this person.

    Last time they woke up together after being fascinated by the mysterious government department.  Although they were just puppets in the memory of the hero of the same name at that time, and separated without any communication after waking up, the student Kenshin still remembered this person who had the same fate as him.

    It¡¯s amazing that we, ordinary children born in a peaceful era, have overcome the mother-in-law mentality so quickly.

    I should too

    Student Kenshin¡¯s hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

    But he still failed to draw the sword immediately as he imagined.

    And his role model, the one who drew his sword before him, stopped strangely after chopping up a lot of Hand ninjas.

    ¡°¡­¡± His hands and feet became weak.

    Student Mibu Kyoshiro sighed inwardly.

    Although I have dreamed of doing chivalry many times, and although I have used the memory of the person with the same name and the ghost-eyed madman who stayed with me to perform chivalry many times, this is the first time I have used a knife to kill someone and felt the blade cutting through the human body.  Seeing the yellow fat, red flesh, white bones, and smelling the iron smell, I still couldn't help but feel weak in my hands and feet.

    No matter how much you dream about it, no matter how many VR movies you watch, it is still different when you really make your own choice.

    I ignored this myself.

    No, I should say that I am too arrogant and don¡¯t believe that I can¡¯t do it.

    But in the end, oh, it¡¯s hard to accept that my hands and feet are weak among a group of enemies.

    ¡°Swish, swish, swish¡­¡± Another group of ninjas approached.

    Kyoshiro, a student with weak hands and feet, is about to fail.

    "Tianxiang Dragon Flash!" A brilliance that surpassed divine speed flashed past.

    That group of ninjas hit the streets.

    "Are you okay?" student Kenshin asked.

    "Of course, I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly." Student Kyoshiro nodded approvingly to student Kenshin.

    "It sounds like you are a swordsman from the Edo period." Student Kenshin complained.

    But it¡¯s just a complaint.

    His heart is not here.

    He didn¡¯t expect that he could actually use his own heart to use this move, Tianxiang Dragon Flash.

    ?????????? Can this highest secret of the Feitian Sword Style be used by myself, an ordinary student?  That is obviously a secret that only enlightened swordsmen are qualified to inherit, right?  How could a person who didn't think about anything and just subconsciously want to help this idiot who rushed into the enemy be able to use this move?

    "Hey, what are you thinking about? Are your feet weak? They are here again!" When the student Kenshin fell into reverie, the voice of the student Kyoshiro came.

    ¡­Are you qualified to say that to me?

    Student Kenshin complained.  But he also realized that now was not the time to dwell on it.

    Come on, gangster, this is our real first battle as swordsmen!

     ¡­

    "Very good." The elegant swordsman commented on the student's efforts.  If they are doing graduation projects, and if Fengya Swordsman serves as the teacher, the consciousness of these two students can already be rated as "serious and positive work attitude."  Coupled with the record of killing so many evil ninjas, a good result should be impossible to escape.

    "He didn't let you out to be the instructor. Go, show your face and let the people below learn something." said the witch dressed in black.

    "Don't you hate him very much? Why" The swordsman shrugged.

    "I hate it so much. But I have to say that I am also very interested in dragon bones. What is that dragon called 'Shou Lao'? It is said to be immortal? If the immortal thing can be dragged into my long night, I can probably have it.  Are you qualified to resist him?" the black witch said.

    "I always think the idea that you can do this is a bit strange." The swordsman shrugged again.

    "But it doesn't matter. I was originally very interested in the progress of those two children. Although they are not Heimura Kenshin or Mibu Kyoshiro, they are not the ones who can compete with me, but when I saw two ordinary  A child¡¯s growth as a swordsman may be a more precious thing to me.¡±

    The swordsman said and jumped down.

    He thought about his own upbringing.

    He himself is very ordinary. If he were so ordinary again, he would not dare to say that he would be able to become Sasaki Kojiro in people's eyes.

    I don¡¯t know if these two children can find their own way.

    Himura Kenshin?

    Mibu Kyoshiro or Ghost Eye Madness?

    Although it is just an illusory fate line created by that person, but

    Just like myself, the following may be them themselves.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out, maybe it¡¯s a different level of Seijuro Hiko or the Red King. Oh, it seems a bit difficult for one person to play such two completely different roles.

    The swordsman thought as he moved forward.  In the end, he found that what he was thinking was meaningless and not as good-looking as a big truck on the roadside

    ¡°Forget it, big trucks still don¡¯t suit my style of painting, so I¡¯d better draw my sword.

    We are all people with false heroic names.

    ? Then naturally what we do should not deviate from the fate of false heroes.

    Think about it and do it.  So the sword light flourished.

    ¡­¡­

    This is what the false heroes saw.

    And in an unseen corner, a child who looked to be no more than eleven or twelve years old looked around in confusion.

    who I am?

    He is at a loss.  He had no memory of his experience.

    He needs help.

    But the false heroes didn¡¯t see him, no one could even see him.

    Not even Chun was seen.

    The place where he is is a dark exchange. Normally, the dark corner should be Chun's domain.

    But it¡¯s really strange that Chun didn¡¯t notice him.

    Children don¡¯t know this.

    He just tried to think about his identity according to his previous thoughts, but he couldn't get any answer.  No matter how much he thought about it, nothing about himself existed in his mind.  At this time, he saw something lying in the muddy water.

    This is a sword?

    He thought of the name of this thing.

    He subconsciously picked up the sword.

    So he saw two words on the sword - frost and thunder.

    Is this the name of the sword?

    really weird.  Why do I feel pity for this name?  It's like seeing something dead?

    Are there anything special about these two words to me?

    It¡¯s so strange, I don¡¯t even know my own name, shouldn¡¯t I have mercy on myself?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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