I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

The scarlet arc remaining in their vision does not seem to be an unrealistic illusion created in their minds in a flash, nor is it an illusion that the retina is unable to capture high-speed moving objects.

It turned out that the knife was out of its sheath.

As everyone held their breaths, she flicked her sword out of her sheath.

The long knife gleaming with the color of monster blood flipped back and forth in her slender, well-knotted five fingers like a living thing.

In other places, she really didn't dare to show the demon sword out of its sheath so grandiosely.

As a distinguishing feature of a well-known swordsman, the saber and the saber are almost equivalent to revealing their identity.

In other sea areas, even if no one recognizes him as Xiliu of Rain, he can still determine his identity through that famous knife.

The polluters of the famous new world dared to expose the famous knife [Thunderstorm] to the public without any scruples during the latent mission, which made it clear that they were bullying this gang of hillbillies.

However, the edge of the Eviscerate was transformed into a soft finger with her butterfly and graceful dance, like a red silk, stretched and overlapped between square inches.

"That's not the blade itself, but the knife stick attached to the blade body" A slightly frivolous strange voice was introduced into the wine shop along with sparse applause.

When the diners who had just been addicted to the splendid sword dance heard this sound, their expressions changed, and they all turned their eyes toward the door of the restaurant.

This voice is too familiar to them, but anyone who can make a name in the Flower City has more or less heard of this person or dealt with it.

The largest gang leader and the merchant of General Orochi surviving in the territory of Hezhi Country-Sleeping Crazy Death Lang.

"It's Kuangshilang's family... are they here to smash the place?" A large number of customers whispered to each other, whispering about this powerful man who runs dozens of large and small shops and lots.

"This is hard to say. It is said that the business on these Tianqing Towers is not small." An insider revealed.

Combining this background, Kuangshilang's family appeared in the wine shop, it is hard to imagine that they would easily take care of it.

There are different opinions, but it is difficult to disturb the endless sword dance on the second floor.

The beautiful woman still concentrates on the dotted "picture scroll" drawn in scarlet in the air.

She fell in love with this sharp dance.

A quiet, astringing courage like ice, the sword walks like a silk thread with him, unimpeded.

With a move, it seemed like a thousand troops stepped through, thunder and anger.

Kuang Si Lang prides himself on being his long companion and General Orochi, and he has seen big scenes.

He has seen many sword dances, and he is one of the few kendo masters, and the knowledge contained in [Dancing Sword] is not as exciting as those outsiders.

During the sword dance, the most particular thing is that the body looks like a dragon, the steps are like a tiger, and the fingers are phoenix around the wrist.

But it is the first one like this to have no one before.

The soft, correct, and crisp shape and strength are the pinnacles of the world. The high coordination of the human and sword unity makes the female swordsman on the second floor have extremely smooth "hands, eyes and body steps".

This is also true of the facts. In the eyes of Xiliu, his beloved knife is not only a killing weapon, but also a tool for expressing feelings and expressing his heart.

With Yaoyao's prestige, he unscrupulously vented the beauty of the strange killing.

The crazy dead man who entered the store looked up at the Ukiyo-e created by the afterimage.

The fleeting residual air wave turns from clarity to blur, and finally disappears into the invisible. Most people can only see a vague idea, and the rest is supplemented by personal imagination and artistic attainments.

If the storytelling ghost of Sakazuki is here, maybe it will be compared with Auntie Gongsun and Xiliuzi, who had the reputation of "coming like thunder and anger, and letting it out like a river and sea."

The gang leader with good swordsmanship remained silent for a long while, and then gritted his teeth and said the name of this Ukiyo-e: "Red lotus burns the prison scene, this man's swordsmanship... still above me. "

"Slap!", "Slap!", "Slap!"

Slightly ironic applause passed from the top of the stairs on the second floor of the restaurant to the bottom of the pavilion.

"This distinguished guest, you really have a vision, you can see the true meaning of our boss's sword dance at a glance." The feminine-looking silver-haired man rubbed his palms and said with a smile without a smile.

It was supposed to be a compliment, but because of his sly smile that was not a smile, he showed a little bit of ill intentions.

Kuang Si Lang retracted his gaze at Wu Jian Qianying, and turned his tentative gaze to the strange and feminine man in front of him: "Are you the principal here?"

The maliciousness of the other party hiding under that smiling face made Kuang Si Lang frown.

Especially the pair of narrow eyes, which have been half-squinted, seemed to radiate an icy chill through the gap between the upper and lower eyelids.

"I would like to thank the lady boss for showing her love, and let the next temporary lord take the responsibility." Lindeman, dressed in black linen robes, arched his hand at the crazy dead man.

The royal merchant appointed by the most powerful person in the country did not rashly speak. He glanced at the wine shop with the left side, seeming to be judging the situation.

The face of the fox standing in front of him seemed flattering, but there was no fear of the powerful in his words.

It is also difficult for Kuang Si Lang to see any breath flaws from the person in front of him. It seems like a cloud of mist standing in front of him, it is difficult to assess his level.

As for the second floor, there is an extremely powerful kendo master enshrined. As far as the hand that was previously revealed, he asked himself not to be an opponent.

Obviously it is a bright and lively wine restaurant, but the crazy dead man feels that there are countless ghosts and ghosts hovering in the shadows of those corridors, tables and chairs, and buildings.

I don't know what came to mind, the gang leader smiled and pondered his words: "I have been here for a long time to get acquainted with the affairs of the Flower City, so I came here to make friends.

It's a worthwhile trip to be fortunate to be able to see this stunning sword dance.

If you encounter any trouble, just report me the name of the crazy sleeper. "

"As I gather from all regions, it will inevitably be inconvenient for newcomers to the Flower City. Thank you for your generosity." The accountant still maintained his formulaic smiling face, and could not see any emotional changes.

I don't know if it is joy or... loss.

Under the puzzled eyes of the little brothers of the Kuangshilang family, this samurai who has been a gang leader for many years muttered to himself, "Interesting, really interesting."

Turning around and walking away.

It seems that there is no intention to find fault at all.

Lindemann, who was half leaning against the door panel, slowly opened his icy blue eyes until he watched the back of the crazy dead man and his party disappear at the end of the street: "This crazy dead man is more cautious than I thought. Come smart..."

"They didn't have any impulsive provocation and finding fault, but they could bear their temper. The third backup plan failed."

An indifferent male voice sounded from Lindeman's side. The young man deliberately buckled his shoulders and pulled a broad cloth to wipe the tabletop. His slightly bowed back was not at all the straightforward posture he had in the past.

It's just that this man dressed as a handyman has impressive eyebrows that hang down from his eyebrows like a jade.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you provoke a dispute in any form." Mr. Accountant glanced contemptuously at the diners who were still screaming, and looked at his best assassin: "With our boss's feet It's catching and killing [Fire Embers].

And you, will be the deadliest king assassin, Lucky. "

Kuang Si Lang's sensible action undoubtedly brought him back a life.