The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 12 The Beast

Beginning of Spring, outside Mi Village.

The tall white poplars were erected on both sides of the loess road, the breeze was breezy, the shadows of the trees swirled, and several children ran unscrupulously on the road, stepping on the sunlight.

The boy blindfolded with black cloth, followed behind with a smile, and hugged the person in front of him, "Haha, I'll catch you."

While talking, the boy tore off the black cloth, wanting to see which friend was caught.

What he saw was a thick thigh, a kimono with bright colors, and his face turned pale.

Lixia District is much better than the Outer Soul Street, and it is not enough for ordinary Ryu Soul Street residents to wear brightly colored kimonos.

Most of them were in clean sackcloth.

"Little devil, did you know that in the Edo period when we were alive, the untouchables rammed the samurai, and the samurai would have their heads cut off on the spot."

The tall and sturdy man squatted down, and the long and narrow scars ran from the left forehead to the corner of the right mouth, so that he made a slight expression, like a demon grinning, and a fierce aura greeted him.

The boy had never seen this battle before, he was too frightened to move or cry.

Several friends have turned into wooden people.

"Haha, don't be afraid, that's the rules in life, not the rules now."

The scarred man smiled, raised his hand and patted the boy's head.

The boy tried to squeeze out a smile in response.

The companion next to him said casually: "Kenji, you have to play that kind of boring game again. If you want to kill someone, just kill them. Why are you looking for so many reasons."

The boy's face froze.

"Long-winded, we've all left the Outer Soul Street, and some rules need to be changed. Don't be so straightforward all the time."

Kenji refuted his partner.

Since the beginning of January of this year, he was approached by Liu Sheng to remove the emptiness of the noble god of death, and he has fallen in love with this place deeply.

Water everywhere, young women, cowardly men, rich food.

Much better than District [-].

Even he was infected by this peaceful atmosphere, and felt that it was necessary to cultivate his sentiments. He was not as rude as before, and said softly: "I put on a black cloth blindfold, if you can escape for 1 minute without being killed by me, you are an old man!" God will give you a way to survive."

"Haha, what is God's way of life, if you are serious, closing your eyes is not the same as opening them."

"shut up."

Kenji replied irritably.

It is undeniable that these four companions cooperated well with themselves when they were fighting, but their views on life were not in harmony with each other.

They still can't get rid of the barbarity of the Outer Soul Street, they regard themselves as beasts, do everything simple and rude, and don't understand what is fun at all.

Originally simple murder, blindfolded will be exciting.

The slain will experience the ultimate horror of not knowing when to die.

"Little devil, you peeed your pants, what a worthless guy." Kenji pouted, not planning to let the boy go.

It's not that he has any ill will towards the boy, it's just that he is bored and wants to find some fun.

Playing a game, whether the boy can live or not depends on his mood in the game. If he is happy, he may save his life.

Kill if you're bored.

Kenji took out the black scarf from the boy's hand, tied it for himself, and said slowly: "Don't continue to stand in the same place stupidly, just like before, run quickly, remember to smile, so that you will look better when you die."

"one two Three!"

The boy shuddered and got up on all fours.

The first knife rubbed the scalp and chopped off, Kenji thought playfully, and caught up with the boy in a few steps, swinging the knife in his hand.

A coldness rushed from his spine to Tianling Gai. Like a frightened kitten, he hurriedly jumped back, leaned against his four companions, and tore off the black cloth with his hands.

There is one more man on the road ahead.

He was well-born, with a silver ponytail, dressed in strange clothes, and had a knife around his waist.

The powerful spiritual pressure fell on his shoulders, and he did not need to speak, already making people understand its power.

Jianci swallowed and said, "Dare to ask who your Excellency is?"

"I wanted to say hello to my new neighbor, but I saw such a scene as soon as we met. It seems that you usually do these things a lot."

Baishi said unhurriedly, "Do you like playing Battle Royale very much? Coincidentally, I like it too. I'll give you a minute to get through it, and I'll let you continue to live in Lixia."

Kenji heard the words, his face turned blue and white, his heart was very angry, his body did not hesitate, he turned and ran.

Companions are not slow.

In the face of absolute strength, anger and numbers are not much harder than a piece of paper.

Shiraishi didn't rush after them, lowered his head, looked at the boy who bumped into his leg, squatted down, reached out and patted his head lightly, wiping the dust off his face, "Okay, don't be afraid, the bad guy has already I was chased away by my big brother."

"Wow wow wow." The boy cried loudly, and the rest of the children also cried, venting their inner fear and anxiety.

"Okay, okay, let's cry, cry hard, go back to each house after crying, and find each other's mother, I have to deal with other things, let's go first."

Baishi was the most annoying child crying, so he didn't stay where he was to comfort him, he just ran away.

The woods hurriedly ran.

Kenji and the four companions saw a flower in front of them, and the sunlight filtered through the gap in the forest and fell on the long silver-white hair.

Baishi held the handle of the knife in his hand and said slowly, "It seems that God has not given you a way to live."

"Who are you? Why are you killing us?"

"Do you need a reason to kill?"

He asked back, his expression full of sneer.

When I wanted to kill a child before, it was all based on my mood. When it was my turn, I wanted to ask for a reason.

Shiraishi just thought it was funny.

"...Then see who died!"

Kenji took a deep breath, this was the end of the matter, and he could only fight with the knife in his hand.

All five knives were unsheathed.

puff puff.

The sharp point of the knife pierced through Kenji's body, and he widened his eyes as he looked around at the four companions beside him.

Their eyes were so indifferent, and they didn't have the smirk they used to drink and play.

With the knife, blood gushed out from the strong body, and the coldness made Kenji so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand still, and he fell in a daze.

The four of them knelt down as if they had rehearsed.

One person raised his head and said, "Sir, it was Kenji who wanted to kill someone just now, and it has nothing to do with us. I beg your kindness and spare our lives."

Outlaw Street is a cruel place, full of betrayal, betrayal, and deceit.

They thought they didn't participate in that game and didn't need to work as hard as Kenji, so they immediately killed Kenji to ask Shiraishi's forgiveness.

There is nothing wrong with such an approach in Outlander Street.

But this is not the Street of Outcast Souls.

Seeing them being so cruel to their friends, Shiraishi felt a chill in his heart.

Without any nonsense, he stepped forward and slashed forward. The speed was so fast that the four of them did not respond. He had passed through the body of the person who was speaking, and then connected to the steel flash.

A ring-shaped golden slash appeared.

Heads flew, blood sprayed out, scattered on the fallen leaves of the grove.

The Shiraishi people are far away, forgetting to ask for directions, and can only rely on themselves to find the god of death stationed here.

　ps: The seedlings of the new book are in urgent need of your support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)