The Best Swordsman in My Hero Academia

Chapter 315 Heroes in troubled times? Who is it? (first more)

At the same time, a small bookstore in the Yaoyorozu family, the patriarch of the Yaoyorozu family, that is, Qianhao’s uncle lightly raised his eyes, glanced at the flashing red outside through the window, and sighed faintly:

“Steward, make tea, and receive distinguished guests.” “Zero and Seven”

Hearing this, the butler’s body suddenly shook, and he glanced at the Patriarch in an incredible way. However, seeing the Patriarch’s expression that did not seem to be a joke, the butler looked solemn, bowed respectfully and retired.

In the garage, Qianhao threw the captive in his hand to Swift, a little playful girl, and quietly returned to the private villa alone.

“Master, are you back?”

With surprise, a voice slowly sounded in Qianhao’s heart.

Hearing that, Qianhao’s originally awe-inspiring face was rarely given a soft touch, and he whispered:

“Cher, help me pack up, I may have to travel far away.”

“Master, you?”

Out of the girl’s sensitivity, Xue Er seemed to have realized something, and even the sound that rang in her heart was a little more flustered.

“An Xin, everything is under my control.”

In the faint laughter, it was as if Zhizhu was holding it.

After that, Qianhao walked to the bathroom on foot, cleaned up briefly, and returned to the bedroom, Qianhao quietly looking at the bedside.

This is a very delicately packaged sword. It seems that it hasn’t been moved for a long time, and there is a dark color on the hilt.

And this is the good sword that his uncle specially bought for him when he was very successful in swordsmanship.

It’s just that Qianhao seldom moved this sword because of love, and now it’s time for this sword to get out of its sheath.

Draw the sword,

A soft sound of ‘Keng’,

The cold light flashed in the dim bedroom.

“The arc is like a cold moon, the clouds are burning”

This sword is slightly curved in the shape of an arc moon, with a wide-backed single-edged unique shape. It looks like a very fierce overlord sword, especially with the light that flashes by in the dim bedroom from time to time. , Added a chill.

Qianhao said he liked it very much.

Licking his upper lip, a complex expression flashed across Qianhao’s face.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

But this touch of complexity is only a flash, and for him today, leaving is only an inevitable.

There is no choice, no choice.

If you don’t want the Yaoyorozu family to become a thorn in the eyes of the country, Qianhao can only do so.

As for what the old fox of All Might and Nezu promised not to tell the third person, the ghost believes it.

On the way back, Qianhao noticed the subtle atmosphere of the Yaoyorozu family.

There were even a lot of strangers on the periphery of the Yaoyorozu Manor.

Although they tried to hide it, Qianhao still noticed something interesting thanks to the training of the instructors a year ago.

Standing like a pine and cypress, sitting like a bronze bell.

This is only revealed in the bones of soldiers.

At least in Qianhao’s cognition, even the security guards trained by the best security companies do not have such a rigid look.

Changed to a casual all-match suit, white short sleeves, paired with a pair of light blue jeans, holding the hilt in one hand and backhand

With his back behind him, Qianhao walked towards the small bookstore of the Yaoyorozu family very simply and neatly.

There, there is a lot of interesting atmosphere.

If you didn’t guess wrong, your uncle would have been waiting there a long time ago.

Step by step, the steps he walked out were full of nostalgia and reluctance. Qianhao’s eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the Yaoyorozu family, ten steps on the first floor, one hundred steps and one garden, as if he wanted them to be kept in his heart.

Gradually, the little bookstore is near…

The approach was so sudden that Qianhao paused slightly and hesitated for three points.

For a long time, a helpless sigh, not like a teenager, but like a weather-beaten sigh from a centenarian who saw through the world.

Qianhao slowly raised his steps.

Before people arrive, the wooden door with a bit of ancient charm opened with a ‘crunch’. ..

“Master please.”

Several voices sounded coincidentally, very unfamiliar, but Qianhao raised his eyes to see a familiar figure.

She still looked so thin, her slender figure seemed to fall in a blow, but the coldness on her face didn’t look like a disguise, it seemed like it was born.

However, feeling Qianhao’s playful gaze, Swift’s eyes flickered, and finally he bit his mouth and dropped his head.

“Retreat, you guys.”

The faint voice echoed in the ears of these seven figures, but it was beyond doubt.

The faces of several people just showed a look of astonishment, and they felt a coolness rising from the soles of their feet.

The cold was biting, and the cold shivered.

With a wry smile, they looked at each other a few times, and all of them winked, reluctantly stepped back, and brought the door behind them by the way.

The young master would never hurt the Patriarch.

Moreover, with the horror of the young master, if they really wanted to hurt the Patriarch, the seven of them would be of no avail here.

After all, the horror of Sakura is not just a talk.

At this time, Qianhao looked at the figure sitting on the floor not far away, reading a book quietly, and raised his brows slightly.

Sitting on the ground, there is still steaming tea on the small table,

This is a kind of etiquette to welcome distinguished guests.

Gritting his teeth, Qianhao’s face flashed with bitterness. 5.5

“Come in, silly boy, you’re still you, don’t think too much.”

With that said, the middle-aged man in a bathrobe slowly lifted the teapot and poured tea in two cups, and continued:

“I just used this method to welcome your other identity.”

“uncle.”

With a call, Qianhao’s voice became a little more nervous than ever.

“I failed your expectations.”

After bending to the bottom, Qianhao didn’t get up for a long time, until a pair of big hands with the traces of years put on Qianhao’s shoulders, Qianhao was shocked suddenly, and the complexity in his heart was like a spring of water.

“Next, it’s all up to you. The path you choose will be finished with gritted teeth. You are no better than others and there is no turning back.”

“Fortunately, in troubled times, there will be Heroes. A hundred years later, who can say that Sakura is not a generation of outstanding people.”.