One person forms a group, the person setting is reversed

The ice sword failed to hit, and it all hit the ground, leaving a piece of broken ice on the ground.

"Mr. Hua Shuo, I'm here."

Someone's incoherent voice came from above.

Tong Mo raised his head slowly, looked coldly, the low air pressure on his body became colder and colder.

He said, "Don't call me Hua Shuo."

The blond man didn't seem to have changed much, but his old enemy, who clearly sensed his anger, smiled with satisfaction.

"Why? The name Huashuo is obviously very nice. Huashuo Huashuo—" Yoshioka Tomioka shouted with a sticky tone, with undisguised malice in his eyes.

Huashuo...

The familiar pronunciation is like a key, unlocking Tong Mo's dusty memory.

-

Tong Mo was born as a [monster] devoid of emotion.

Moreover, his parents are obviously pure Asians. Their ancestors have never left the island, and their blood has been guarding an acre of small land until now.But Tong Mo is a child with golden hair.

No matter how closed the village is, people also know that they definitely cannot give birth to blond-haired children.

The nightmare of Tong Mo's family began from then on.

Tong Mo's mother was stigmatized, and his father gradually became irritable and restless under the gossip, and later he often abused his mother.

Later, when Tong Mo grew up, he was born with no resemblance to his ordinary father, but his face and nose followed his mother's.

This turned my father's skepticism into affirmation.

One night, Tong Mo was awakened by the sound of his mother crying again.He got up and left the room, and sure enough, his father was beating his mother again.

Tong Mo stepped forward to stop it.

But that day, my father didn't know what stimulated him, so his eyes turned red, and he picked up the knife next to him and stabbed his mother frantically many times.

Although Tong Mo stepped forward to stop him after reacting immediately, it was too late.

The father was also accidentally injured by himself in the dispute with him, and lost his breath in extreme anger and fear.

The mother touched Tong Mo's face, looked at her calm and indifferent son, shed tears of sadness and sorrow, and whispered with the last remaining strength: "Let's go, baby. Get out of here... never come back... just let go." Let the fire burn me and your father."

Although the man has long since become unrecognizable, and the promises he made have been wiped out in suspicion, but the woman has never forgotten the man's kindness.

This gentle woman has never complained about her son who ruined her happy life.

It's not [xxxx]'s fault, it's those villagers who know nothing but wildly speculate and spread rumors.

They are all just victims.

Tong Mo is a good boy who obeys his mother's words. He obeys his mother's last words and sets fire to the house.

At this time, it was late at night, and people had already fallen asleep, so no one noticed that there was a fire in a house.

Tong Mo stood outside, watching the fire burn more and more intensely.

The scorching fire light shone on his face, making that expressionless face look cold and heartless.

The blazing fireworks in the seven-color pupils were wrapped in thick black smoke, as if they had turned into monsters, devouring everything greedily.

The reason why the man lost his mind and attacked his wife suddenly was because he saw Tong Mo like this.

Men feel strange very early on.

His child was obviously born in an ordinary and ordinary family.But elegant and noble like those young masters born in rich families.

Even though he was wearing the same rough clothes, it seemed to be shining on him.

"Hey, do you remember the day when xx's daughter-in-law gave birth?"

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't an adult come to our village last year when she gave birth..."

"You mean!"

Rumors spread like noses and eyes.

Although the man didn't believe it at first, as his son grew up, his extraordinary temperament and smart brain became more and more obvious... Finally, the man's trust was shattered.

His son is so smart that he taught himself by relying on a few miscellaneous books.Every time he looked into those strange eyes, the man felt uncomfortable feeling that he was seen through.

It stands to reason that no one wants their children to be smart.Who doesn't want their son to become a dragon.

But the man doesn't want to.

He would rather the child be a stupid person, even a useless person who is idle - why should he be so good?

The man panicked and was restless all day long, until one day he couldn't hold back anymore and broke out.

This is the expected ending.

But no one cares.

Spectators only want to see what they want to see, as for the truth?

who cares……

Knowing that the family committed suicide, it was just a few words of emotion, and then became a topic of conversation at their dinner table.

That fire burned for a long time.

Tong Mo left the village just before the sky broke.

He didn't know where he was going, he just listened to his mother and left.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Tong Mo felt the pain in the soles of his feet persisting for a long time, and his body was also very tired, and he desperately wanted to rest.The stomach is also very hungry, and he hasn't eaten for a long time.

Also, it was getting dark.

The roar of ferocious beasts could be heard faintly in the forest.

Danger looms...

When the last ray of sunshine disappears.

The surrounding green made Tong Mo have to stop.

It's the wolves...

At the critical moment, a member of the ghost killing team who passed by rescued him.

"Child?"

"Why are you here? Are you lost? Then you can get lost far enough, what about your family?"

"Uh."

"If you really have nowhere to go, you can follow me for now, anyway, I was going back."

In the huge mansion, Tong Mo accidentally saw the lord who made the person who rescued him full of praise, and couldn't help showing a gentle smile on his face when he mentioned it.

The frail young man stood under the eaves, smiling and waving to him.

"Mr. Hua Shuo?"

"Good boy, come here."

Tong Mo walked over silently.

The lord raised his hand and gently hugged him, wrapping him in his arms.The tip of the nose lingers with the nice smell of wisteria flowers, and the soft clothes stick to the face, which is more comfortable than any fabric Tong Mo has touched.

"What do you want to do in the future?" the boy asked him.

Tong Mo said, "I don't know."

"I just saw you watching others practice swords, do you like it?"

"fine……"

"Then try it."

"Uh……"

"Don't be afraid, come."

Tong Mo looked up at the young man's exquisite and beautiful face, with a serious expression, as if trying to write it down.

"What's wrong?" the boy asked suspiciously.

"You are so pretty."

"Thank you..." The boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Tong Mo didn't know why he said that at that time, he didn't mean that.

"Have you ever touched a sword before?"

shaking head...

"Then you are very powerful. If you are willing to learn, you must be a very powerful swordsman in the future."

"do you need me?"

"Ok?"

"I'll learn if you need it."

"Why do you think so?"

"I want to be useful to you."

"Uh..." From then on, a seed of fire was planted in Tong Mo's heart, sprouted and took root, and then grew into a big tree in the sky.

At a celebration party, the lord asked him privately if he had any wishes.

Tong Mo looked at the protagonist who had grown into a young man under the sun, thought for a while in silence, and said, "Can you give me a name?"

……

Tong Mo was not called Tong Mo at that time, his name was Hua Shuo.

Later he changed his name to Tong Mo.

The lone tiger lowered his head and voluntarily left the mark of being domesticated on his body.

He is the master's blade, the master's weapon.

The will of the lord is the driving force for swinging the sword and the direction the sword is pointing.

-

Tomioka Yoshiyuki deserves to be the one he hates the most among his own people, and he perseveres throughout his life to implement that people are humble and invincible.He has a lot of experience on how to step on people's thunder.

Tong Mo is not a person with strong emotions, but every time Tomioka Yoshitsune is courageous enough to make his emotions fluctuate.

"Breath of Ice? Type Three? Frozen Imprisonment."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki just wanted to run, but found that he couldn't move. He looked down, and as expected, his lower body was frozen.

He was too familiar with Tong Mo's swordsmanship, as soon as Tong Mo moved, he knew what move Tong Mo was going to make just by looking at his posture.

However, this trick was not used even twice - because Tong Mo would change his posture every time afterwards, and even used it to induce Tomioka Yoshiyuki.

What a pervert.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki cursed inwardly.

The habit of forcibly twisting the body is not something ordinary people can do.

You must know that many people become strong later on, relying on their instincts.But Tong Mo was able to change this method, forcibly opening up a new path.

However, this new path is not for everyone.

"Breath of ice? Shape of land? Cracked ice."

Tong Mo appeared in front of Tomioka Yoshiyuki in the blink of an eye, and the Japanese Hikari knife slashed at Tomioka Yoshiyuki's neck with a clear purpose.

At the same time Tomioka Yoshiyuki's frozen lower body shattered, and the ghost's regeneration speed couldn't keep up——

Tomioka Yoshiyuki knew that he was playing off, and immediately launched a blood ghost technique to save the scene.

There was a rattle of chains.

There was a black seam in Tomioka Giyuu's back, and several chains were intertwined and scrambled out, and then separated.

One part blocked Tong Mo's knife, and the other part entangled Tong Mo.

It was close, but had to give up.

Tong Mo repelled the chain without hesitation, and stepped back.

Because he knew Tomioka Yoshiyuki would not be so easy to kill, so he didn't have any regrets in his heart.

If the winding is so easy to kill, it is not winding.

Relying on the chain behind him to support his body, Giyu Tomioka did not fall.At this time, his lower body has almost grown out.

Just as Tomioka Yoshiyuki was about to say a few words of teasing, a man's flat tone suddenly sounded in his mind.

"return……"

Tomioka Giyuu looked gloomy, said to Tong Moxie that I will see you next time, then turned and ran away without looking back.

Tong Mo wanted to chase after him, but just as he started, he stopped because he felt the danger behind him.

"Zheng!"

There was a crisp sound as the knives collided with each other.

Seeing the exact same face as Tomioka Yoshiyuki, Tong Mo almost made a fatal reflex.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka is a guy with no lower limit, he can do this kind of back attack.

But Tong Mo restrained himself after discovering the genuine Japanese Rilun Knife in the opponent's hand and the undamaged clothes in his sharp eyes.

This should be the Tomioka Giyuu of this world.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka on the human side.

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Blonde hair, colorful eyes... very much like the winding string mentioned by Butterfly Ninja.

And, most importantly, the ice on the ground.

Matched up with the ice that Butterfly Shinobu said.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki failed to notice that Tong Mo was holding a Japanese knife, and he just regarded it as an ordinary knife.

"I'm not the one you know." Tong Mo said coldly.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki didn't believe in nonsense, so he followed up with the next blow.

Tong Mo was not an eloquent person, and he didn't usually like to talk.It was almost not his turn to explain things like this, so he didn't explain at all, and fought Tomioka Yoshiyuki.

Tanjiro, who arrived later, saw Tomioka Yoshiyuki fighting with a stranger, and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Tomioka! What's wrong?"

"Tanjiro, leave! It's winding!"

Tanjiro was confused.

"Ah? But Tomioka-san, is that a human?" Tanjirou sniffed it again while talking.

Really people...

Although there was still a lingering ghost in the air, it clearly belonged to another person, uh, or ghost.