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Chapter 229 Sure enough, the chosen one. I'm not the only one

Looking up at Su Luo, San'er saw the sincerity in Su Luo's eyes.

Looking down at San'er, Su Luo saw hesitation in her eyes.

"Take it, you need it."

It's not 'you', but 'you', a word 'we', so that San'er has no reason to refuse.

"Thank you!"

San'er took the substance conversion instrument, a delicate little thing with a simple instruction manual.

Under the premise of following the conservation of energy, the atoms of matter can be broken up and reorganized to form new material elements.

For example, a chestnut, a diamond, can be thrown into it to break up and reorganize the carbon atoms in it. The reorganized substance can be sodium magnesium aluminum silicon phosphorus, sulfur chloride argon potassium calcium, of course, it can also be h2o, or O2.

But for all transformations, firstly, following the conservation of energy, it is impossible to create more energy out of thin air; secondly, changing the atomic structure, it is impossible to directly create airplanes, cannons, and spaceships.

Of course, it is also possible to throw in a piece of wood and convert the same amount of gold.

It rained for a long time.

The two sat on the bench by the platform, watching the raindrops quietly.

After a long, long time, the rain stopped at some point, and the street lamps stretched the figure for a long time.

"It's almost time, I should go back."

Holding the cup on the right firmly with his right hand, and holding the delicately shaped substance transformation instrument in his arms with his left hand, San'er stood up and said to Su Luo.

"Aren't you going to take a turn here?"

Su Luo also got up and asked the guests who came from afar.

"Time is running out, next time, there is a chance."

San'er hesitated for a while, but still shook his head, rejecting Su Luo's proposal.

"OK then."

Su Luo nodded, "I should go back too."

Saying goodbye to San'er with a smile, Su Luo walked towards a nearby hotel.

"Next time. Next time I invite you to our place as a guest!"

Looking at Su Luo's back, San'er extended an invitation.

Su Luo stopped and nodded, "Okay!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to walk in opposite directions.

Su Luo kept walking, walking, and walked into the door of the hotel.

San'er walked, walked into the darkness and disappeared.

In the hotel, leaning on the pillow attached to the head of the bed, Su Luo played with the cup in his hand with great interest.

The same style, or exactly the same cup as the one in San'er's hand.

After a long time, Su Luo put the glass on the table, and put a larger glass beside it.

Holding the kettle in his hand, Su Luo poured water into the glass bit by bit.

Visible to the naked eye, the glass was filled with water.

Visible to the naked eye, shallow water marks also appeared on the side of the glass and inside the porcelain cup of the same style as San'er's hand.

"Pisces Jade Pendant?"

Inexplicably, Su Luo thought of this name, which seems to have the same effect.

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Holding his chin, Su Luo's eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

There seems to be some similarities with the creation function that I have mastered!
"Perhaps. If you have time, you can use the Pisces jade pendant for research."

After collecting the porcelain and glass cups, Su Luo held his chin and muttered to himself, and then...
"court death!"

After a long time, Su Luo, who was in deep thought, suddenly burst into murderous intent, and his figure disappeared from the room in an instant.

The next moment, Su Luo, who disappeared, returned to the room again.

Shaking his head, he waved his right hand, and a white long sword exuding destructive power appeared in Su Luo's hand.

With a swipe of his left hand in front of him, the space was torn apart.

"Take the sword."

The voice came from Su Luo's mouth, spanned thousands of miles, and sounded on the other side.

The moment the sound sounded, a gap was torn in the space, and a killing sword flew out of the void.

Take the sword!

After hearing the two words conveyed by a familiar and no longer familiar voice, Goudan did not hesitate at all, and reached out to grab the long sword that drilled out of the void in front of him.

The moment the sword was in his hand, Goudan felt that his strength seemed to have increased by more than twenty times.

Looking at the seemingly endless enemies in front of him, Goudan no longer felt any despair.

Holding his daughter-in-law in his arms with his left hand, and holding a long sword in his right hand, he swung the sword out, faintly feeling like he was cutting a crack in the space.

And under this slash, the light of the sword was more than ten meters long, and more than 30 enemies in front of him were killed by this sword.

This sword directly shocked the hundreds of men in black who surrounded Goudan and the girl.

Although some people had guns in their hands, none of them dared to move rashly for a while, as if they were afraid that the long sword that came from nowhere would take away their own life next time.

"Stand back, or die!"

The piercing killing intent came from Goudan's body, his eyes were so indifferent that people dare not look at him, and his voice was so cold that people shuddered.

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Although the sudden outbreak of enemies made people feel the fear of death, none of the hundreds of men in black who surrounded the dog eggs chose to back down.

"Kill my family members, provoke my Yagyu family, and never die!"

Although the leader at the head was also oppressed by Goudan's aura at this time to the point where he couldn't raise his fighting spirit, his tone was still full of determination.

"Then. Go to hell!"

Goudan stopped talking nonsense, put his arms around his girlfriend who obediently closed his eyes and listened to his own words, and held a long sword in the other.

One step forward, one swing of the sword, dozens of lives.

Butterfly pierced under his feet, even though he was hugging a person, he was still able to easily dodge some bullets fired by men in black with guns.

He moved three meters to the left, dodging a wave of shots from men in black, and swung the Goudan sword again, taking the lives of seven men in black with guns.

"Disperse! All disperse!"

Seeing the power of the long sword, the leading man in black no longer surrounded him, but spread out his men to reduce the number of people the enemy could kill at one time.

"Be sure to hold on, as soon as your lord arrives, you can easily capture this person."

As if seeing that his subordinates lacked fighting spirit, the leading man in black was still drawing big cakes for his subordinates while giving orders.

It's just that he believed this before Goudan got the long sword, but at this moment, even if the adult he said came in time, he actually didn't have the slightest idea of ​​who was stronger or weaker.

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Should adults be stronger?

After all, my lord is the strongest genius of the Yagyu clan in the past 300 years, and he even cultivated the legendary Qi after disappearing inexplicably for a day a few months ago.

Thinking of the scene where the adult cut a rocket in half with a sword, but he was not damaged at all, Yagyu Nineteen Nights couldn't help being fascinated.

Born in the legendary Yagyu family, he has been trained by the family since he was a child. After 30 years of hard work, what he has gained is only stronger strength and skills than ordinary people.

As for the Qi in the legend, it was still unable to sense it.

Even, not only him, in the 300 years of the Yagyu family's inheritance, there are only a handful of ancestors who have practiced the legendary qi.

Even those few people that have been recorded only exist in legends, and no one can know the truth.

Thirty years ago, just when he thought that qi was just a legend, and what the Yagyu family relied on to pass on was actually a relatively powerful skill, a kind of art, the lord appeared.

In his ordinary 17 years, he was regarded as a useless person by the family, and was almost kicked out of the family several times.

Everyone thought that the lord was just a waste, but no one thought that the lord had been hiding his strength and biding his time, bearing infamy for more than ten years without complaint or regret, just to cultivate the legendary spirit in this adversity.

He succeeded. There is an old saying in ancient China, which is called a thorny bird, if it does not fly, it will fly to the sky; if it does not sing, it will be a blockbuster.

In the eyes of Yagyu Nineteen Nights, this sentence is simply a true portrayal of adults.

My lord has endured humiliation for 17 years and concealed his supreme talent, isn't it for this time's blockbuster?
Your lord has practiced breathing out for several months, and the last time he made a move was three months ago.

At that time, an adult could cut off a rocket with a single sword.

Now, how powerful is the adult?

Liu Sheng Nineteen Nights was fascinated leisurely, but was pulled back from his thoughts by the biting chill on his neck.

The moment his thoughts returned to reality, Yagyu Nineteen Nights saw a flash of light as bright as lightning, that sword flower. It was bright and bright, and its beauty was suffocating.

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A sense of suffocation really came back from the body.

Yagyu Nineteen Nights felt that his memories were playing back in his mind like a marquee.

He thought of his child, who was a smart and cute little guy, so smart that even a father like him felt his IQ was suppressed.

That child is so smart, one day in the future, will he be able to cultivate the qi his father has dreamed of all his life like an adult?
He thought of his parents, who both died in a mission to assassinate a European nobleman, when he was only seven years old.

Their memories are already blurred, and I don't know if I can still meet them when I meet after death.

He thought of his wife.

The moment before he received the task, he put his ear on his wife's belly, listening to the sound of his daughter's fetal movement, the second child she was pregnant with.

That is the purest and most beautiful sound of life.

Shouldn't he have the chance to see his daughter born with his own eyes?
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Yagyu Nineteen Nights did not regret it, he knew that his sacrifice was worthwhile, and his sacrifice could buy time for the arrival of adults.

His sacrifice was to defend the majesty of the Yagyu family for thousands of years.

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At the last moment when his consciousness fell into chaos, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a boy standing outside the crowd with a samurai sword in his hands.

grown ups?

"He came early?"

This was the last thought of Yagyu Nineteen Nights.

And behind.
Why didn't he do it?

Why did he watch us being harvested?

Our sacrifice finally bought enough time for the adults?

Exactly what kind of thoughts flashed through Liu Sheng Nineteen Nights at that moment, outsiders do not know.

The moment Yagyu Nineteen Nights caught a glimpse of the figure of 'Sir', his consciousness had already plunged into endless darkness.

The sacrifice of Yagyu Nineteen Nights was not a special case.

The killing is still spreading in the flames of war.

Killing one person in ten steps?
Goudan held a long sword and killed ten people in one step.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

Looking up at the sky without taking four steps, Goudan turned into Shura, coldly harvesting the lives of the men in black.

I don't know how many steps I took, and how many swords I swung.

When there was the last enemy left on the field, a young man holding a samurai sword and looking at the dead clansman with only endless indifference in his eyes, Goudan stopped his sword movement.

He patted his trembling girlfriend in his arms, and softly comforted him not to open his eyes, but his doggy eyes remained on the indifferent young man.

"Murong Hua!"

Just like the prelude to two peerless swordsmen meeting and launching a desperate confrontation, Goudan declared himself a family.

"Yagyu. Daime!"

At the same time as the icy voice uttered the icy five words, the boy's figure turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Goudan.

Slash!
Simple, direct, and a style made for killing.

As if he hadn't drawn the sword yet, the samurai sword in Yagyu Ichimo's hand had already been unsheathed at some point.

As if he hadn't made a move yet, the samurai sword in Yagyu's hand had already touched Goudan's throat.

Just a little bit of force, just one step forward, Goudan's life will be over.

Just people. No more power.

The knife was cut in two in front of Goudan's throat.

The deadly part deviated from the track and flew to the position under the impact of force, and the unknown part, following the inertia of Yagyu Ichime's hand, the broken blade brushed against Goudan's neck and slashed across.

"Sure enough, I'm not the only one chosen!"

After finishing his last words with difficulty, Yagyu Ichimo slowly fell backwards.

On the way to the ground, Yagyu Ichigo's body was torn apart and scattered all over the ground along the sword marks.

Turning around, Goudan put his arms around his girlfriend, and stepped on the corpses on the ground to walk out.

What was left was a lonely shadow.

(End of this chapter)