Demon Hunter and His Hut

The figure flicked in the air.

Although the Yata celebrities wanted to stay and kill Roger, he was injured. More importantly, he didn't know that Roger's strength came from the bonus of the hunter's cabin.

Although the weapon in his hand is strong, it is because the Jackdaw Sword Master’s power has been injected into it. Once this power is consumed, he may not even be able to escape in the end.

Roger's strength exceeded his estimation, and more importantly, the Elder Shadow.

At this moment, he regretted very much, why didn't he directly use that weapon in the beginning? In the final analysis, he still despised Roger.

He defeated the young man in an understatement a few months ago under the cherry blossoms on the top of the mountain.

Even if he sees the opponent's power with his own eyes, he subconsciously believes that he can, and he can personally stifle it before the opponent rises.

The blood on the broken arm stopped, and Yata built the corner without any struggle while advancing at extreme speed.

"Take me back for what?"

"Don't even kill me together."

Jian Jiao sneered.

"You violated...'s wishes, how do you plan to explain when you go back?"

For the Jackdaw Sword Master, he didn't even know what to call it.

"He will forgive me, after all I am his only son."

"As for you, you still can't die, it's still useful to keep you."

A faint light flashed in Yata Jian's eyes, but it soon dimmed.

It is not an exaggeration to use Wuwei Chenza to describe his mood at the moment.

Not long ago, he thought that although his betrayal was ugly, it was worth it for his father and for Samukawa's future.

He is even willing to repay the life debt owed for this.

But how long has it been?

Everything becomes extremely ridiculous.

He thought that the bloodline that he was most proud of was just a lie, and he had found the reason for the powerlessness he had always felt.

"Boom!"

The two fell from a high altitude, setting off a lot of snow.

Wow.

The door opened, and the Yata celebrities stepped into it.

"I brought Jianjiao back."

The Yata celebrity said.

"You make me very disappointed."

The Jackdaw Sword Master raised his head.

"This is what you taught me. When I was young, you told me that all dangers should be killed in the bud."

"If I don't do it, will Samukawa still have my place in a few years?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master closed his eyes.

The Yata celebrities knew that when he took out the sword, everything that happened there could not be hidden from the person in front of him. Of course, the Jackdaw Sword Master could also know everything from Yata Kamakura.

Just now, he didn't use that weapon directly, just to reduce some variables.

"Go down."

The cold tooth sword master waved his hand.

Soon there were only "father and son" left in the room.

After a long time of silence, Yata Kenkaku raised his head.

"why?"

"What and why?" the Jackdaw Sword Master asked rhetorically.

"I'm just an abandoned baby, why do you claim that I am your son?"

"And celebrities, he was originally..."

Yata celebrities have a bitter face.

The Jackdaw Sword Master did not answer, until after a long time, Yata Jianjiao, who was in a state of absent-mindedness, seemed to think of something, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and his eyes fixed on the old figure.

"Father, this is the last time I call you my father..."

"Please tell me, what is your purpose for adopting and nurturing me?!"

Speaking of the end, the tone was already accompanied by a strong questioning, because of his deep heart, Chuyata Jianjiao had vaguely guessed.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, because the truth pointed to by this speculation will destroy all the beliefs he has established for decades, and the image of this man in his heart.

The Jackdaw Sword Master still didn't speak. He sat behind the low table, curled into a ball, his face calmly looking at Yata Jianshi.

Just like when they communicated many times, there is no emotion, no one can guess what the old man is thinking.

"why?"

"Why on earth?!"

Yata Kenkaku roared.

"Do you need a hand to hold a sword?!"

He asked desperately.

There are many indications that the so-called Spirit Sword Project did not start recently, but many years ago, to be precise, it is very likely that the Jackdaw Sword Master returned to Hanchuan.

Since then, he may have felt that life is approaching, so he planned the spirit sword plan.

Guardian spirit, practitioner and powerful weapon.

The Trinity will finally be able to cast a real spirit sword.

But at the same time, although the life of the Jackdaw Sword Master continued in another form, his original body had been destroyed.

He will become a living sword.

Although powerful, he needs a swordman, a hand holding a sword.

Such a person would completely succumb to the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and then lose himself and become a real puppet.

It is obviously not a good choice to make his son a sword bearer. Maybe from then on, he has started to cultivate purposefully.

In addition to blood, there is a bond that can perfectly display the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

That is the guardian spirit.

So he needs a son with a three-legged black guardian spirit.

And before this son grows up, it's best not to leave Samurai, it's best not to face danger, because in the future, Yata Kenkaku's body will be a container.

In fact, after knowing the spirit sword plan, it is an obvious question who chooses to be the master of the jackdaw sword.

It's just that at that time, in Yata Jiansaku's heart, he thought he was the son of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and he thought that even if he couldn't make his father satisfied and proud.

But Tiger Poison doesn't eat children, and he can't make himself that candidate anyway.

But now the truth is revealed in advance.

Yata Kenkaku was desperate.

He figured out the indifference of the Jackdaw Sword Master later, the only bond between him and this man was becoming a tool.

"I still remember what happened when I was young, the guidance you gave me when I was growing up, and the smile on my face."

"But after adulthood, this smile gradually disappeared, and our relationship began to become indifferent. At first I thought it was because I did not do well."

"So I practiced desperately and gave up my normal life completely. I just hope to be stronger and see more recognition!"

The sadness in Yata Ken's eyes disappeared, leaving only the peace of death.

"Four months ago, Roger came to Hanchuan. You wanted to accept him as a righteous son, but you were rejected. Later, he became your student."

"Then I heard the same laugh. Roger's talent and growth speed are incredible. Isn't it the only person who is worthy of becoming your student and your son?"

"Get your favor, and even inherit everything from Samukawa!?"

Yata Jianjiao asked coldly.

"I have begun to understand the thoughts of celebrities. He is your son and has the true blood of the Yata family, but in your heart, even he is not worthy of being your inheritor."

"You are eager to find a practitioner who is as talented as you, and Roger is the only one who has been screened out from countless trials and deaths."

He took a breath.

"Change me, I might not choose a similar approach to celebrities, but I will also be disappointed..."

Shaking off the emotions in his heart, Yata Jianshi became even sadder.

"Am i right?"

He looked at the Jackdaw Sword Master, wanting to see doubt or anger on the old man's face.

But he was disappointed.

The gully old face was as calm as ever.

No one can guess his inner thoughts.

nobody.

"The celebrity is my son."

The Jackdaw Sword Master suddenly said, "You are also in my heart."

Hearing these words, Yata Kenshi was not happy, but an anger appeared on his face. He didn't want to hear lies after being betrayed.

Because the man in front of him is old, but he is his heaven, the object of his faith and worship.

These ugliness and lies have destroyed his beliefs, and he does not want to face more ugliness.

"Am I your son?" Jian Jiao sneered.

"I'm just a tool, a tool that has been prepared for more than 20 years."

"Can you tell me who I am?"

"Who are the real parents?"

"They are there, are they dead...or...?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened and stared at the old man in front of him blankly.

Because he thought of a terrible consequence.

Breathing became rapid in an instant.

"I said, you are all my sons."

The Jackdaw Sword Master spoke.

"The celebrity was born earlier than you. At that time, I was still young, far from the current strength and prestige, and his birth was also an accident."

"Until I was sent in front of me and felt the same blood of this child as me, I didn't know that I had a descendant of my own."

"But at that time, fighting was too frequent and I had too many enemies. As my son, the probability that he would survive is far greater than as my son."

"After so many years, no one knows this secret except me and the celebrities."

"As for you..." At this point, the Jackdaw Sword master changed his words, "I picked you up from an abandoned village."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill your parents."

"Are there any questions now?"

Jackdaw Sword Master asked.

"Am I the sword bearer you chose?"

Yata Ken's voice trembled.

The Jackdaw's eyes drooped slightly, and he replied a moment later.

"It used to be."

Yata Jianzuo seemed to be drained from his body, "It used to be...what level did you want to raise me to?"

"Am I not qualified now?"

Yata built a corner and had no gods in his eyes.

"I am disappointed."

Hearing the words said by the Jackdaw Sword Master Yata Kenkaku felt extremely ironic.

The Flower of Ever Darkness was brought back with his own hands. Does this count as self-digging a grave?

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Let me continue to be your swordman?"

His chest undulated violently, and at this moment he thought of death.

"Or just kill me?"

Click.

The Jackdaw Sword Master opened the wooden box on the table, which contained a weapon very similar to that of the Yata celebrities.

The slender and white body of the sword is pure and flawless.

The Jackdaw Sword Master pointed to Yata Jianhorne's chest, "Punch it, you don't have to die."

His face turned pale, but Yata Jiankaku didn't have any thoughts of resistance, whether it was strength, but obedience formed over decades.

He wanted to raise the weapon in his hand, even if he desperately wanted to prove his attitude, he could hold the cold hilt of the sword tightly, and at the moment of swinging it, Yata Jiankou still hesitated.

He looked up at the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"Since I exist for you, if you can be satisfied..."

"I will do it!"

After speaking, he no longer hesitated, the sharp blade pierced through his chest.

There was a muffled hum in his mouth, and the moment he lowered his head, he did not see the disappointment flashing in the eyes of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Pouch!

The sword passed through the body and wiped the hilt straight.

Yata Kenko used so hard, it seemed that the only way he could hide the pain in his heart.

laugh!

He opened his mouth wide, feeling that what was lost from his body was not life, but his own power.

And the guardian spirit representing the Yata family.

Although the long sword penetrated his body, with the passage of time, the whole weapon melted like ice, seeming to be combined with something in the body of Yatakan.

Before long, the hilt fell to the ground.

Other than that, there was no wound on Yata Ken's body.

It seemed that he hadn't been damaged in any way, but Yata Kenkaku knew very well that he was a part of himself and would never be able to return.

"Let's go back."

"Don't leave Samurai without my order."

"Where can I go now?" He stood up with difficulty, and Yata Kenkyo gave a wry smile.

He had never felt so weak before, staggering towards the door.

"Live well."

The voice of the Jackdaw Sword Master came from behind.

Yata Jianjiao stopped.

"The sword just now has killed me."

After saying that he opened the door and left.

The door opened and the snow outside the house was involved. At this time, a figure appeared, it was Morita Dohiro.

He walked quickly into the room, bent over to pick up the hilt on the ground, the spiritual power in his hand swept across, and the long sword faintly under the hilt appeared.

Put the weapon in the box and install it.

"Master Sword Master, the Flower of Ever Darkness has taken effect, and we are only one step away from success."

Jackdaw Sword's main gaze was calm.

Morita Dohiro seemed to have thought of something, and tentatively asked: "When the transformation is completed, you can let the celebrities..."

"No."

The Jackdaw Sword Master shook his head.

"He is your son, but..."

"Go and do your thing."

"I will arrange the rest."

The Jackdaw Sword Master's voice was low, Morita Dohiro thought for a while and could only shut his mouth.

The room quickly became silent, leaving the Jackdaw Sword Master alone.

He shrank in the shadow behind the low table, his thin body even looked a little pitiful.

The peak of Hanchuan can only be felt by him alone.

And on the other side ~www.readwn.com~ Yata Jianjiao stumbled towards his courtyard. He was drawn with the guardian spirit, and coupled with the injuries he suffered from the previous battle, his body could not hold on for a long time.

In a trance, he saw a figure approaching him like a flying butterfly, and then he held him in his arms.

"Master Jianjiao."

It is Nao Yuki.

"What happened, how did you hurt so badly?"

"Does Master Sword Master know?"

With colic in his heart, Yata Jianjiao couldn't help but spit out a big mouthful of blood. In a coma, he saw a nervous and tangled beautiful face.

"It turns out that someone cares about me."

Then he completely lost consciousness.

At the same time, after entering the shadow world, Roger also discovered the anomaly in the shadow elder.

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