[Comprehensive] stand-in

In her memory, except for the time when she was in Qianxiang's room, she saw him at any other time. The elder brother of Awataguchi is gentle and elegant. As a rare sword, he is not even on the battlefield. He was rarely injured, and always looked neat and polite.

But the man who was presented in front of her now, his eyes were full of madness, and his moves were fierce, was far from the one he remembered.

Squatting down slightly, and then exerting force, the quick movement of drawing the knife made his figure blurred. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly rushed in front of Candlestick Cut. After the sharp blade was blocked, the young man did not choose to retreat. Instead, he grabbed the handle of the knife in a stalemate posture and pressed it down. The Candlestick, who was caught off guard, took a step back helplessly to stabilize his figure.

"Looks like it's better to admit defeat earlier." The young man still had a polite smile on his face, but the red light in his eyes became more intense.

"Would a rigorous one-stage one-strike joke be like this?" Candlestick cut a smile on his mouth, "If it's a round of blows, I won't lose to anyone, don't look at me like this, I'm also an actual fighter Use a knife!"

With the handle of the knife tilted, the pressure from Yiqi Yizhen was relieved, Candlestick cut strode forward, swung the knife towards the opponent's lower body, and the tip of the knife went straight to the knee.

The two people here were fighting back and forth fiercely, and Qianli, who was sitting in Pengo Lie's control room, was also very nervous.

Judging from the current battle situation, the strength of the two is relatively average. Although the first stage and one shock are better than the Candlestick Cutting Line in terms of body attributes, but after the dark fall, the sword Fusangshen, once caught in a frenzied battle, has no endurance. It will be worse, and the frenzied offense will appear to be disorderly. In this regard, it is the advantage of Candlestick Cut.

On the other side, the battle of Tsunayoshi Sawada should have come to an end. At some point, Li Baoen stood beside her and watched the battle with her.

"Who do you think will win?" the little baby asked in a childish voice.

"Guangzhong." She replied without any hesitation, just clutching the armrest of the chair fiercely, her faintly bluish-white hands revealed the tension in her heart.

"Oh, are you so confident? After all, the opponent is the world-renowned 'one stage one strike'."

"..." Qianli didn't speak anymore, but the hand holding the armrest became tighter.

She can't fight recklessly, so she can only pray that her rationality will be eroded by the power of the dark fall soon.

The fight that was originally evenly matched on the field has slowly tilted. Although Yiqi Yizhen's uniform of the White Magic Curse was cut several times, and a thin wound was cut on his face by a sharp knife, but Generally speaking, there was no serious injury, but the candlestick on the opposite side looked a lot more embarrassed. Fu Sangshen, who always pays attention to his own image, not only has messy hair, but the button is usually neatly buttoned to the top one. The well-tied tie had already been loosened by this time, revealing the sweaty collarbone, and there were many wounds on his body. The worst wound was on the knee of his right foot, which made him lower than the opponent's mobility. Add another heavy burden to the disadvantages.

The white shirt inside the suit was slowly dyed blood red with his breathing.

Although he was still struggling to support himself, the most serious wound on his body was the wound on his knee. The dripping blood left traces on the white floor, which looked extremely dazzling.

"Speaking of which, I also injured my knee in that candlestick Kiri Mitsutada back then, but I still escaped from Honmaru with Xiao Hime-kun. I really don't know if every candlestick Kiri Mitsutada has this amazing perseverance What?" It was clearly in the middle of a battle, but the words that Yiqi Yizhen uttered were full of malice.

——If this continues, the battle will be defeated.

This idea slowly emerged in Candlestick Cut's mind.

Barely suppressing the impatience and anger in his heart because of the provocative words of the other party, he once again retreated to avoid the other party's blade, then quickly dodged behind an obstacle in the room, and took a short breath.

The layout of this room is very strange. The empty room is full of various irregular cubes, just like the parts of a Rubik's cube. The narrow place can only accommodate one person, while the spacious place is three to four meters wide. , the twists and turns inside are comparable to a maze.

Trying his best to suppress his heavy panting, feeling his heart beating fast, Candlestick Che realized that he hadn't experienced such a passionate battle for a long time.

After all, there has been no progress in the map advancement of the Tokino Government for a long time. The recently opened Ikedaya and Sanjo Street are all night battles, mostly for short knives and threats, and the battlefield in Mount Atsushi. Having been there countless times, I have a good understanding of the terrain and the enemy, but only when faced with inspection violations, I still have so much energy.

"Guangzhong, calm down." Qianli's voice came from the radio next to his ear, "You can't fight recklessly, the investigation of one phase and one strike is a shortcoming, so you can take a break here."

He let out a nasal sound from his nose in a low voice, and although he answered, he knew that he couldn't fight a protracted battle any longer, and if he continued in the stalemate, he had no chance of winning at all, and he couldn't hope for a miracle with a slim chance.

Candlestick cut felt that his brain was a little dizzy due to the slight lack of oxygen, he turned his head slightly, and put his ear gently on the surface of the cube behind him.

"Da da--"

There were slight footsteps approaching here unhurriedly.

He closed his eyes, and became extremely vigilant in his heart, staring closely at the corner in front of him.

—Closer...closer...

— Ten meters... five meters...

He took a deep breath, silently clenched the handle of his knife, and when the pair of white boots appeared at the corner that was originally empty, he rushed out immediately, the etheric knife was almost impossible to maneuver Waved his body.

——Success or failure depends on this move.

For a moment, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and then...

puff-

He heard the sound of a sharp weapon cutting the flesh, and the surprise in those honey-colored eyes glowing red.

The knife stabbed straight out of his hand hit the young man's heart.

A large swath of red instantly appeared on the uniform of Mirufiore's white curse, and it was smudged a little bit, giving Qianli an inexplicably twisted pleasure in his heart.

Supporting her to the present, one is Qianxiang's whereabouts, and the other is revenge for those swords.

Even I didn't expect that there would be such a smooth candlestick cut. After a moment of stunned, I sent the main body in my hand forward with a cold face.

"Cough...cough cough..." Accompanied by intermittent coughing, some blood foam overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the red light in his eyes gradually faded, returning to the honey-colored eyes that belonged to "one period, one shock". Hitomi's youth didn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

"It's quite...a beautiful blow...the candlestick cuts the hall..." The young man even showed a smile, supported his body, took a step back, and let himself slide slowly to the ground along the wall behind him , he felt that his vitality was draining away along with his own blood.

"I asked for this back for my main hall." Candlestick Chee's voice was very cold, not at all like his usual gentle and easy-to-talk.

Looking at the condescending young man standing in front of him with a knife, the last words Kiri Mitsutada said to him when the candlestick led the little girl to flee Honmaru in embarrassment suddenly flashed through his mind.

"You'll regret it, one strike at a time."

A prophecy.

——Actually, he regretted it a long time ago. When he saw Yaoken, Maeda, Hakata, catfish tail, bone scorpion, etc. were broken, the feeling that spread from the depths of his heart was called regret.

Why did you follow your own selfish desires and choose to embark on this path?Why did you lead your younger brothers to choose this option?He was the worst elder brother, the worst elder brother, who filled his desires with the flesh and blood of his brothers.

The guy he's in love with never reciprocates his feelings.

"As long as it is Brother Yiqi's choice, we will obey, because Brother Yiqi is always right." Chao, who has always been the most coquettish among the brothers, said to him with a smile after he made this decision, with a calm tone , just like what his elder brother wants to do is a very ordinary thing, not something unforgivable like rebellion.

When Fujishiro was broken, he didn't even take back the wreckage, so he could only escape in a hurry with Mikayue and others.

His regret came a bit late, as cowardly as he didn't have the courage to admit it—he regretted it all at once.

He regretted that when Sanriyue asked him that question that day, he chose to nod, and he also regretted that he had not protected his brothers well. What he regretted the most was why he used the flesh and blood of his brothers to make up for the sins he committed.

When Tsurumaru Kuninaga proposed to stay in Honmaru alone, he actually understood that the sword that likes to scare chose to use the rest of his life to make up for the mistakes he made.

He envied him, because he had enough courage to face it, but he said to himself selfishly in his heart.

——If you give up here, wouldn't the sacrifices of the younger brothers be in vain?

Timid, cowardly, selfish!Corrupted by the power of the dark fall, he doesn't even recognize himself, and there is an insatiable devil living in his heart.

He lost his "Knife Heart", the real Yiqi Yizheng, probably broke off with those Fujishiro on the battlefield a long time ago.

So when the knife cut by the candlestick pierced his chest, he was surprised, and even felt a little relieved.

I can finally be freed from this painful feeling that I can't ask for, and finally have the opportunity to make up for the mistakes I made.

He found that he hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time.

Consciousness began to gradually become blurred, and the face of the young man with the blindfold in his field of vision could not be seen clearly.

"Candlestick Qiedian likes little Ji Jun, right?" Not only this one, but also that candlestick that was broken long ago.

"..." He didn't hear the young man's answer, or maybe the other party answered, but his consciousness was not clear enough, so he couldn't catch the sound.

"Then try, say it bravely..." Unlike him, he didn't say a word to her in the end, because he didn't dare, and he lost the qualification to express that sentence to her.

Zhu Keqie looked at the young man in front of him who was sitting slumped on the ground, his eyes gradually lost the light, and some complicated emotions surged in his heart.

—Maybe he will speak out bravely one day, but not now.

"The main hall, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." He pressed the radio next to his ear, and said softly to the person on the other end.

"Thank you for your hard work...Guangzhong..." The girl's choked words came from her ears.

A compliment from her was the prize he wanted most.

Turning back and forth, he never looked at the lifeless young man behind him again.

——One phase, one vibration, broken knife.