Dark Blood Age

“Hao Jun, who was that?” The Autumn Moon owner looked at Chu Yunsheng, who had just rubbed his shoulders with them. His eyes were full of suspicion. He opened his hand and held Hao Xu's hand. He actually spoke fluent Chinese and asked.

“It's our new friend who's coming to Jiangdong for some personal business.” Hao Xu did not move his voice to mask the past. The speech was vague and ambiguous. Neither was Chu Yunsheng's relationship with them very clear in order to prevent the outpouring, but the emphasis was on “friends”, which took the direction of the camp and frightened the Japanese. And the topic is even more passing, seemingly light, but it's a “normal” expression.

“So that's it, don't you know Hao?” Autumn Moon seeds fluctuate with a slight and unidentifiable flow of light, revealing a sudden appearance.

“As such, the ground in Jiangdong is basically your foreigners, the language is incomprehensible, and I am afraid there is a inconvenience, so I came down to say hello to Mr. Akizuki.” Hao Xu deliberately and inadvertently glanced in the direction of the Xingnojia family and said softly.

He wanted to “greet” the Autumn Moon family because only the Autumn Moon family can reassure him. Chu Yunsheng, as a suddenly emerged top expert, in addition to showing him well, his every move in Shencheng, Pujiang Zhixi can not know, because in Hao Xu's eyes, he has become a key figure in deciding Shencheng East and West. In case of a very small probability, Chu Yunsheng fell to Jiangdong, then they must make plans first.

Of course, Hao Xu felt that he had a great chance of winning. He shattered everything. At least the other party was also a Chinese person.

“Understood, please rest assured, I will arrange it.” Autumn Moon took a long bow and looked in the direction of the Xingnojia family. "Hao Jun, I just convinced the two heads of household the other day, but I hope that bloodshed like this will not happen again. Otherwise, they will all go backwards to the hardliners led by the Tachibana family for fear that their survival will not be guaranteed, please! ”

Hao Xu frowned slightly and loosened his eyebrows. "Don't worry, Mr. Akizuki, I will bring your opinions back to the two brothers. ”

He could not take charge of such matters. Even in the “unified peace”, the two brothers had always disagreed. The second brother thought that the Japanese would be truly honest and obedient only if they continued to use force to coerce and kill chicken monkeys, and the elders always feared that they would provoke greater resistance and increase the casualties in Yuxi Pujiang.

“Then please!” The Autumn Moon Growth bowed again with great respect, which seemed to be their constant etiquette.

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Chu Yunsheng did not reject Hao Xu's arrangement and understood Hao Xu's caution, but one of the several things he had to do in Jiangdong was to contact the Japanese, which is to ask them how they could cross the sea?

In fact, although he didn't think about how to cross the ocean, it was clear to him that wanting to cross the Pacific Ocean was nothing more than to take a boat or trample on an empty road, which he had unexpectedly rejected. The giant claw that was stretched out in the storm cloud in Harbor City still palpitated his heart. The monster hiding in the storm cloud was not at all resistant to him and Minato.

Only the monster, who had always been hiding without seeing the truth, unlike some other sea monsters, seemed to have carried out extermination and expulsion only against the invading bugs, including the son of terror, while turning a blind eye to the harbour city humans who fled to the island and even stopped pursuing them from afar along the coastline, sinking from the air into the sea and wandering through the abyss.

As a result, Chu Yunsheng did not dare to use the underpass to invade the sea. Once it discovered the smell of underwater insects in the deep sea far from the coast, and it was attacked, it would undoubtedly die. This risk was not even worth risking, and it would simply die.

So, the only road left is to cross the sea by boat, and the Japanese can cross 600 to 800 kilometers of sea to reach Shen Cheng, there must be something strange and borrowed, and at least it means that the monster in the storm did not show up, otherwise no one can survive by its ability.

But before asking about this, Chu Yunsheng has one important thing to do, which is go to the cemetery of father and mother, how many years? After leaving Shen Cheng, he could never come back, several times after life and death, many times he thought he would never come back, even their relics were thrown clean by himself, only an ancient book left by the ancestors.

I don't know why, when he stepped on the land of Jiangdong, he had an urgent psychology, a feeling that he would never come again if he was afraid to die, and wanted to go there, there were many, many things to say to them...

However, when he flew all the way to that familiar cemetery on the outskirts of Jiangdong, and fainted under the heavenly dome, in a barren, broken and fractured tombstone bush, in front of the tomb where his father and mother were buried, under that familiar and affectionate black and white photograph, he stood still, for a long time, but never said a word!

Chu Yunsheng thought he would cry once more, crying darkly, tearing his heart apart lungs, all the pain, grief, sadness... everything, talking to the person who loved him the most, underwater, mother gentle touch, father calm eyes, will give him a moment of tranquillity.

Yet he will no longer cry!

The hard-working mother could no longer hear his call, and the harsh father could no longer see his dark hair. Only the cold snow tomb on the other side seemed to be in the cold wind, complaining of endless thoughts.

Soon afterwards, he knelt down on his knees and reached out and gently wiped the ice and snow off the photograph. All he said was: "Dad, Mom, I'm useless...”

Cold winds rolled up crumbling snowflakes and glued to the clothes he had just worn, floating on his cluttered beard and scattered hair, like scarecrows in the snow, dressed in white coats, lonely and hazy.

His ears gradually echoed before his father's death, holding his hand tightly, his eyes helplessly cared for, uncomfortable, regrettably and with a certain firmness, trying to dull intermittently: “Yunsheng, you grow up, learn...”

Whether he learned to take care of himself, learn to be strong, or something else, he couldn't finish, and left with regret forever. Chu Yunsheng could never know what the second half was. He had guessed for a long time, but today, he finally understood a little, what the second half was not important...

“Dad, Mom, I'm going to America, go get my aunt, get Xiao Yi back......”

Snowflakes like white fleece, a piece of gentle falling, in a lonely white world, came in a hurry, went to the shadow of loneliness, walked alone in the great snow.

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A day later, Shencheng Jiangdong, Mingdu Garden.

Chu Yunsheng relied on the newly quenched thousand swords and sat on the roof of the eighth building. A sparkling and cold armor stood behind him. The whirring cold wind blew the building with ice and snow, blowing away the countless scattered cigarette butts and falling along the building.

Suddenly, he reached out and shook a bottle of white wine from the Autumn Moon family, raised his head and drank it all.

Ta-dang!

Empty bottle of wine fell into the floor, he drew a thousand swords, sword-style with the wind, and moved, a sword light drained out, stinging snow emptied, man like a flying shadow, sword dancing empty.

With a sword stabbed out, he seemed to see the first strange red beetle downstairs on number eight.

The two swords stabbed him, as if he had seen himself almost killed by the tentacle of the hospital.

……

Seven swords stabbed out, he saw Yu Xiaohai taken away by insects.

With eight swords stabbed out, he saw himself chased to the end of his life by a flaming phantom bird!

Nine swords stabbed out, he struggled, and climbed out of a dead mountain of blood sea.

……

Fifteen swords stabbed out, and he saw a little girl asking him if the paste was good?

Sixteen swords stabbed out, and he saw Old Choi stabbing his grandson.

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Thirty-three swords stabbed out, he was in a huge mass of graves, and the day he flew to the Yangtze River!

Thirty-four swords stabbed out, Jinling City disappeared in front of him.

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Fifty-seven swords stabbed out, and he was covered in blood, screaming for death!

Fifty-eight swords were stabbed out, and old purple died in front of them.

……

Ninety-nine swords stabbed out, and he saw himself escaping naked from the sea monster's mouth.

One hundred swords, stabbed out, he saw the emotion Zhang Heng and the girl he saved back then, still alive...

In the sword of the flying dance, he was flying all over the sky, confused and invisible, maybe, just maybe, he shouldn't have walked out of this building, shouldn't have left Shen Cheng, then nothing would have happened, just maybe, but he was obsessed with one if.

Yet...

Huh!

The countless swords momentarily condensed into one. In the cold eyes of Chu Yunsheng, the air became cold and the blade cut off the head of the armor in the middle, rolling aside.

“You, take this sword! ”

Chu Yunsheng fell down, drunk, lying on the shattered roof of the ice and snow, laughing and laughing.

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Chiba cried for a long time, when she stopped crying, let the mothers and aunts wash their bodies, put on a light fragrance, put on the best clothes the Autumn Moon family could find, put on the best decorations... everything was the best, but her heart was cold.

Subsequently, she and two other selected girls sat on their knees in the halls of the Autumn Moon family, where they had only the right to listen but not to speak.

In the oath of the fathers and brothers, their fate was thus determined.

When Lord Akizuki led the ministers and knelt down to the three of them, he said, "The fate of the Akizuki family is in your hands, please!” Ringing, Chiba searched, succumbed to her destiny, she wanted to survive the Autumn Moon family and serve a man who had himself killed the teenager she deeply admired.

Pain, but smile strongly; hate, but enthusiastically give his own flesh to him...

Perhaps only the soul, its own, is clean.

Then the men retreated, experienced aunts, and began to teach them all sorts of techniques to please men, those unpredictable postures and movements, and those reddish but chilling pronunciations.

But if they learn a little wrong, they will be severely punished, because time is running out, and they will have to fight their fathers and brothers to survive, and learn with this notion, even in a humiliating posture and with a low pronunciation, as a matter of life or death.

But she won't cry, because it's the only way to survive with her fathers and brothers, the Akizuki family!

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