Foreigner's Journey

Qi Shi remained motionless, and the fire of life had already begun to flow from her body.

Suddenly, Heather saw her lips squirming slightly, she was silently chanting her brother's name - [Qihua].

"Don't you want to use your own eyes to witness 鑢 Nanika ascending the throne of Japan's strongest, and let Xu Daoliu stand at the top of the swordsman again? Your brother still needs you, and I need you too!"

In a daze, Qishi seems to have seen the mournful remark of her former mother to herself——【Poor Qishi, you shouldn’t have been born, you... are too redundant】

My mother has always hated herself, saying that she is pitiful, but she really wants to strangle herself to death.No, she had tried it, tried it on herself as a baby.Maybe he inherited this evil from his mother?

The face of the mother was like a stone thrown into the water, and gradually turned into the appearance of the father, and the father said cruel words to himself with a painful expression - [Qi Shi, I can't teach you anything, Xu Dao Liu doesn't need you, I... I don't need you anymore]

He fought with all his strength for his father, and he had no complaints when he was thrown into that deserted island to be isolated from the world, but his father wanted to kill himself, his own daughter, just because his talent was too amazing?

No one needs me, no one wants me alive, even the gods and the world think I'm superfluous.But Qihua...my younger brother...he thinks I'm still a [human].

I want to be recognized, I want to be needed!

Rong Qishi's eyes struggled again to gather their spirits, looking at Heather, the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible——

【Do you need me? 】

"I need you."

【I have failed as a human being, so can I make a good knife? 】

"You can, you are the best knife."

Tears slid down the corners of Ying Qishi's eyes.Whether it's self-deception or struggling to survive, Qishi suddenly feels that life doesn't seem so boring at all, and continue to live... Even if I follow such a vicious and reckless god, I want to live.

The blood-stained slender hand slowly raised tremblingly, and finally joined Heather's big hand.

"Please advise, Lord Heather."

"Welcome, Qishi."

On that day, people insisted that they saw the light of the gods in the sky of the dead mountain.

###Chapter 23 Welcome to the journey###

, the journey of a foreigner

Rong Qishi felt that she had a very, very long dream.

It's hard to tell whether it's a nightmare or a sweet dream. After all, she hasn't had a dream for a long time.

In the dream, my mother was still the same as I remembered, with long dark green and nearly black hair hanging down to her waist, a beautiful appearance, a hot figure, and those extremely indifferent eyes.

My mother was originally a nobleman from the Owari family, so maybe it is a bit inappropriate to say that about my mother, but my mother is a 'bad woman' through and through, this is the definite conclusion that all acquaintances who know her mother will come to.

No matter who it is, even its own husband and children, there are only two kinds of distinctions in the eyes of 鑢结, "useable chess pieces" and "unusable waste".

20 years ago, he became famous all over the world as the sword bearer of "Xu Dao Ryu·鑢六枝".Building bricks is the trump card of the Owari shogunate.

When I was just born, I was actually not as sick as I was later. The invasion of [[-] million diseases] happened when I was more than one year old.People say that children don't remember what happened before the age of three, but Qishi remembers it very clearly. At that time, she was lying on a small bed, struggling hard, and every breath would cause a series of severe pains all over her body. Already tried my best.

Mother?She just sat aside indifferently, looking at herself with the same indifferent eyes.

"It's so sad, Qishi...it's so painful, but it can't be saved, and it can't be relieved. How about...letting mother help you?"

The cold hand stroked Qishi's hot forehead, gradually slid down to the neck, and then strangled it hard!

"Qishi, you shouldn't have been born, you... are too redundant!"

Yes, the seriously ill self has no use value in the eyes of my mother.

But even if it was me at one year old, the body that can resist [-] million diseases is not something my mother can strangle to death.Suffering, struggling, and finally becoming calm, Qishi remembered that she was staring at her mother so hard at that time, watching her slowly withdraw her hand with fear on her face.

Because the father came back, he just stood quietly at the door, watching his wife try to strangle his daughter to death.

Later, the mother was not allowed to be alone with herself.This is actually a good thing for both Qishi and his mother.

Later, when the Oshu chaos broke out, his father, 鑢六果, was sent to Oshu to assassinate the rebel leader Hida Takahita, and he followed him because he was worried.On that bloody and fire-strewn battlefield, Nanami, who was the guardian of 鑢六枝, met the strongest Japanese at that time, 【锖黑锁】.

Battle process?Qishi has already forgotten that kind of thing, and only remembers that the entire battlefield was destroyed by the two of them in the end.Kan Kuroken was seriously injured and completely retired, and he, who inherited the title of "Japan's Strongest", was sealed away by his father as a hero of peace.

Because my father also found out, he couldn't teach himself at all.

Hmm... this dream is really long and boring...

Qishi is like a bystander, watching the past scenes pass by before her eyes.The father killed the mother, so he offended the mother's natal family, was demoted from a chaotic hero to a sinner, and was exiled to an uninhabited desert island.He and his young Qihua went with his father.

How naive I was thinking at that time, thinking that it doesn't matter if my mother is gone, as long as I can stay with my father and Qihua, even if I stay away from the world and live on an isolated island for a lifetime, it's not bad.

However, the guilty face of his father appeared in front of Qishi again.

"Qi Shi, I can't teach you anything, Xu Dao Liu doesn't need you, and I... I don't need you either."

Just because of the reason that he was too good, his father abandoned him and chose to let Qihua, who was far inferior to him in every aspect, become the seventh generation head of Xu Dao Liu.

No learning, no hard work, no growth.

My father became more and more jealous of himself, and set more and more constraints.Obviously, he was born to become a qualified head of the Xudao family, but now, this goal of surviving in the world has been brutally deprived by his father.

This kind of talent, obviously I don't want it either.

Those [-] million illnesses were not intentionally put into the body by myself.

There is no value and meaning of existence, because the restraint of the body can't even commit suicide, and there is actually only one ending to wait for Qishi - because of the pain and suffering, he finally died miserably and painfully.

Originally, Qishi really thought that she didn't care about anything anymore.

But because she was worried about her younger brother, she left the uninhabited island with her sick body that was about to die, and returned to the Japanese mainland where she had been separated for [-] years.

When fighting Heather, Qishi was actually the happiest time in the past 20 years.She found the meaning of her existence in the short battle, and she convinced herself that she was fighting the god for her younger brother Qihua.

Man, swinging a knife at the gods is a manifestation of courage in itself.If you look at it this way, you can also be called a [person], right?

But it wasn't until the moment Heather regained all her power that Qi Shi realized that she wasn't fighting for her younger brother Qi Hua, she just wanted to avenge the gods, make the gods confess to her, and want to gain the gods attention.

She wants the gods to boast of her, praise her, and approve of her.

But she was still defeated, not even able to leave even a little scar on the god.Presumably in the eyes of the gods, he is just a ridiculous clown, right?

When she was dying, when she heard Heather's invitation again, a strange feeling suddenly ignited in her heart.

It turned out that I wasn't afraid of death, but I just didn't want to live meaninglessly.

The picture in front of me is gradually getting darker, is it because the time limit has come?A villain like myself will probably fall into Avici Hell.

After an unknown amount of time, the deep, pitch-black picture was suddenly illuminated by a small flame.Soon, more and more flames ignited and climbed onto Qishi.

The flame devoured his body greedily, there was no burning pain, but a sense of relief that he had never experienced before.It was as if the flame had burned away the illness in the body and swept away all the pain, leaving only relaxation and peace.

"Qi Shi, how long are you going to sleep?"

The warm flame formed a big hand and stretched it out in front of Qishi.

Qi Shi hesitated for a moment, and slowly put her hand on the palm of the flame.

An unstoppable and huge traction force came, bringing Qishi to the sky, piercing the infinite darkness.The fire light accompanied her, shattering all the cold and dead silence, and finally the eyes became bright.

Heather's tragically handsome face reappeared, but this time it was covered with sweat and exhaustion.

With the patched cloak covering her body, Qi Shi realized that she was naked and her feet were stepping on the scorched ground.

The clothes on Heather's body opposite her were already wet with sweat, and her long black slightly curly hair was also hanging wetly on her shoulders and behind her head.

Looking up, the night sky is above the head, and the distant eastern horizon is pale, and the dawn has come.

"Forty world flames, all my thoughts, a full eleven hours. Rong Qishi, you are indeed the best as a [knife]."

Heather let out a long breath, and in the rising sun, he stretched out his left hand to Qishi:

"Are you ready for a strange and long journey?"

"Can I say 'no'?" The slender white hand held Heather's big hand.

Only this time, a bright smile appeared on Qishi's face.

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"Liu Qingqing...!"

Chen Li gritted his teeth and looked at the direction of the door. He never thought that things would turn out like this.

Originally, he thought that after he took out the diary, Liu Qingqing would be greatly touched, and then...hehehe!

Just now Chen Li was even ready to take away Liu Qingqing's first kiss today.

But... the end result was tragic.

After Chen Li's mother, Ms. Wang, rushed in with a feather duster in her hand, Miss Liu Lihua fled with the diary in the rain.

As for Chen Li~ he was severely cleaned up by his mother with a feather duster.

Even if he tried to explain, the furious Ms. Wang couldn't listen to Chen Li's explanation.

After all, Ms. Wang saw it with her own eyes, and Liu Qingqing had tears on her face.And the most important point, when Ms. Wang came in, Liu Qingqing was held in Chen Li's arms.

At that time, Ms. Wang just picked up the feather duster and started beating, but Chen Li, who originally planned to wait for Liu Qingqing's explanation... Seeing Liu Qingqing's leaving back, he was so depressed that he didn't even dare to stretch out Erkang's hand.

Because as long as he dares to stretch out... he will definitely be beaten!

And what made Chen Li most angry was Chen Xue, a heartless girl.

This guy stood at the door with a watermelon in one hand and raisins in the other, watching Chen Li being beaten with a playful smile on his face.

On the contrary, Wang Yan's eyes were red with anxiety, and he desperately grabbed Chen Li's mother's hand to prevent her from hitting Chen Li.

"Mom~ Mom~ Mom!"

"He left and disappeared."

Chen Li grabbed the feather duster that fell on his buttocks, this time Ms. Wang really hit her!

"gone?"

Wang Dongmei stopped her hands and saw that Liu Qingqing had disappeared from the door.