Chapter 667： 10 characters (1/2)

Shi Ducheng people sink into unprecedented darkness. ｛Щww {suimеng] [lā}

A kind of icy cover, unable to breathe under heavy pressure, shouting frantically, but only when I heard it, my limbs struggled, but my fingers couldn't move.

Asphyxia became more and more serious, Shidu Chengren's consciousness gradually blurred, his teeth clenched tightly, and suddenly, all the pressure was relaxed. For a moment, Shidu Chengren pulled out his sword. Although it was just a bamboo sword for practice, it broke. The air made a sharp noise and chopped it up at the elementary school student opposite.

”Murdering skill, Xianglong cut!”

But almost at the same time, Pei Ziyun's sword slashed, and then there was a severe impact. The twelve-year-old body stepped back involuntarily and stepped on the lawn.

”Kill!” Shi Ducheng leaped up again and killed the enemy.

The two crickets staggered, and the wooden sword and bamboo sword fought six consecutive battles in the air. Although it was impossible, Pei Ziyun almost felt the metal collision with Mars.

”Yeah!” The bamboo sword was broken, but Shidu Chengren used the remaining half sword to wave a more lethal beheading.

”Hey!” Pei Ziyun instantly saw his pale eyes, the thick smoldering boiled, burning at any cost, and when Zhu Jian was five centimeters away from Pei Ziyun's throat, Pei Ziyun sang loudly.

”Booming” Shi Ducheng's people screamed like wild beasts, and howled like wild beasts.

Pei Ziyun (￣_￣) still looks.

Shi Ducheng showed two sharp canines, fell, and fell into a coma.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that the snow outside was getting thicker and thicker, and his eyes were hazy, and he could not discern. He felt his hands and feet cold and numb, and his feet were painfully painful, but he was still wielding a sword in the open space of the club room.

I don't know how much time passed, a young girl appeared.

”Madako, are you?”

The girl didn't answer, she just asked, ”Sincerity, do you like children?”

She pulled a child by her hand, but couldn't see her face clearly. Shi Ducheng opened her eyes.

This is a dream, but it is not. He saw the sky, saw the trees not far away, and found that he was lying on the lawn. He was blank, and moved slightly.

Then I saw a woman's face.

”Am I saved by you? How long have I been unconscious?”

”It's only five minutes, it's this guy who shouted at me.” The woman didn't seem to know what was going on, and showed a concerned face: ”Why did you suddenly fall? Is it uncomfortable?”

This woman looked around 25 years old and was a little familiar. It took a few seconds before he remembered that this was the cashier in the chain store just now.

”Please go inside and rest, and drink some water!” Said the cashier, handing a bottle of water, and Shidu Chengren turned his face and saw (￣_￣) Pei Ziyun, suddenly sober.

”It's too much trouble for you, I'm fine, I can just rest.” Shidu Chengren sat on the pier in the park and said sincerely.

”If anything, please call me.” The cashier said, bowing slightly, and backed away, she was obviously not aware of what was just now, and yes, although the battle was fierce, it only took a few seconds and it was easy to ignore.

”Has it reached this point?” Shidu Chengren thought, ”... I didn't hurt you just now! I haven't asked your name yet!”

”Excessive force, a little muscle strain in my hand.” Pei Ziyun said, bowing slightly: ”I'm Shinichi Yamada, please advise.”

”I'm Shidu Chengren, please give me a lot of advice.” Shidu Chengren bowed his head in the same earnest: ”I've just made you trouble, I'm really sorry!”

”It doesn't matter, what happened to you?”

After earnestly apologizing, Shi Ducheng straightened his back and replied, ”Well, nothing is wrong.”

”I'm a weak, unscrupulous person who has caused trouble for everyone, but seeing young people like you here really gives me great comfort-how many years have you been practicing Kendo?”

Pei Ziyun hesitated for a moment. If it was Japanese martial arts, it should be two days from yesterday to today. Two fingers were now stretched out.

”It's been two years? It's not easy to learn this level. You can see your talent. Although you are ashamed, can I ask you something?”

”Please say.”

”Leave this to Mariko Takamori, there is an address on it.” Shi Ducheng has slender eyes, then said calmly, and handed the last envelope.

Then he took off another amulet, which was cheap brass, but the workmanship was fine, with a logo on it, saying, ”There is no other reward. This is for you. If you hold this, you will learn further sword art.”

”Okay, goodbye.” Shidu Chengren stood up and said calmly, after finishing the above words, turned and left, and soon found a traditional Japanese hotel.

This kind of hotel is often more expensive than the hotel.