The confident and calm temperament of the old lady even infected Nakano Nanako, who was already a little weak, making her feel as if she had regenerated a lot of strength.
The sore muscles also got some relief at this time.
She turned around and saw that the smiling old lady was standing upright with a kind and warm smile on her face: "Xiao Nanako, there is no need to risk your life for me. We just met today, right? Go quickly. Help your brother, take Lixiang with you, he must be in need of your help..."
Nanako pursed her lips and looked at the old man in front of her who seemed to be filled with strength again, speechless for a moment.
"You are very strong, enough for me to remember your name and report it!"
Just when the two of them looked at each other and Nanako was confused, the Yanguo master who was wearing a hood and hiding his whole body under black clothes suddenly spoke, looking directly at Nanako and said.
And the standard neon language is used, but there may be some kind of voice-changing equipment. The voice sounds hoarse and dry. I don’t know whether it is male or female, and it doesn’t sound like a human voice.
Nakano Nanako was startled when she heard this, and slowly pulled out the long sword that was originally stuck on the ground. She held the sword in both hands and looked at the man in black with sharp eyes.
The honor of the Nakano family, which has been a swordsman for generations, did not allow her to give out a false name when facing a powerful enemy, so she said in a loud voice: "I am the seventh generation descendant of the Nakano Itto-ryu, Nakano Nanako, a native of the Yan country, where is your name? "
The girl's voice was clear and penetrating. The man in black at the end of the corridor could not see his face clearly because he was wearing a mask.
But Nanako could feel her body pause slightly, as if she was reacting to her name.
But it only lasted for a moment before the situation returned to normal, and the mechanical voice responded calmly: "Late Autumn."
Nanako looked at the old lady with a gentle smile next to her out of the corner of her eye. She could still hear Ehara-san's gradually weakening breathing behind her, and she gradually made up her mind.
Although the Nakano family's kendo spirit does not reach the level of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, they do not allow themselves to abandon their friends and run away from the battlefield!
Her thoughts changed rapidly. In the current desperate situation, she could only use that move...
There is one of the most powerful self-sacrifice techniques among the Nakano Ichitō style.
As the name suggests, the most powerful sword skill can only be used by sacrificing one's own body, including life, and can even be ten times more powerful than normal sword skills.
But the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, literally.
Once it is used, it means exchanging one's own life for the enemy's life. The best outcome is to die together and die with the enemy.
The worst outcome is that you die but the enemy does not.
But with the strength of the man in black opposite him being almost the same as his own, it was unlikely that he could survive his own sacrificial technique!
Her eyes gradually turned sharp...
When I was young, I had a big fight with my parents because of learning this self-sacrifice technique...
Because my parents taught me self-sacrifice skills, but they didn't teach them to my brother...
At that time, I thought my parents wanted me to sacrifice myself at a critical moment to preserve my brother's name.
Now that I think about it...
Well...
Does it still mean this?
Nakano Nanako suddenly laughed, her eyes curled up like two waning moons.
Stupid parents, always so partial. If I go down and find you now, I will beat you first!
She resisted the pain in her muscles and held the long knife in her right hand with her right hand, pointing the blade toward the back.
This is the starting point of the Nakano family's self-sacrifice technique.
Then the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already beside the man in black!
But at this time, the man in black did not attack as strongly as she imagined. Instead, he continued to retreat.
The self-sacrifice technique that took her a long time to mentally prepare for was still unable to be used...
However, the space in the corridor is limited, and when two people are of equal strength, the passive defensive party will eventually reveal its flaws.
Finally, when Nakano Nanako felt that her body was about to lose its support, the man in black across from him suddenly paused and froze briefly, and his eyes drifted behind her.
Nanako's slightly narrowed eyes widened, and she instantly passed over the man in black's blade, stepped directly into his arms at a very close distance, and then turned her back to the man in black.
At the same time, he used the shield of his body to stab his heart with the long knife held in his right hand.
With the sharpness of the blade, it can pierce his own body in an instant and connect the hearts of those behind him.
The technique of self-sacrifice is such an indomitable technique.
At this point, the girl should not have any hesitation in her heart...
But the moment she turned around, a young man with tattered clothes and blood all over his body suddenly appeared in front of her.
The young man had no expression on his face. He grabbed her with his bare hands and held the long knife in his hand, which had already cut through the nightgown on her chest!
The dripping blood instantly flowed down the young man's palm, dripping to the ground.
But the young man's expression didn't change at all, and he didn't even frown. He just glanced at her with scars in his eyes, and stabbed the man in black from the side with the long knife in his other hand, knocking him back!
"Ni...Nini..." Nanako looked at the calm brother in front of her, with a little fear on her face.
She knew her brother very well, and she knew that whether he kept a straight face or punished her corporally, it was not considered angry.
Only this extremely calm expression on his face was a sign that his brother was extremely angry.
"Nakano Itto-ryu's secret technique of self-sacrifice. My parents said they only taught me. Where did you learn it?"
Nakano Mayu let go of the blade in his hand, without even looking at his bloody palm. He stared at the retreating man in black and asked his sister calmly.
"Eh?!"
When my sister heard his question, a look of surprise appeared on her face: "My parents clearly said it was only passed on to me..."
"..."
Hearing this, he fell silent and said no more. Instead, he pushed his sister behind him: "Take the old lady and Lixiang to meet Qiansha. They are behind and have the situation under control. Leave this person to me... ."
"No...it won't work. This person's strength...let's go up together. I can still...still fight..."
The girl held the knife in both hands, stood beside him in the same starting position, and spoke intermittently.
"Don't say stupid things. Your muscles have begun to dissolve. Hurry back..."
"Nini can't beat her... I can't..."
While the two were arguing, the man in black seemed to be offline, just looking here without making any movement.
"Trust me and obey me!"
He frowned slightly and shouted lowly.
The girl, who had not changed color even when she was on the verge of death, trembled slightly when he yelled at her, bit her lip and walked back.
"call..."
When Nakano Mayu saw this, he also exhaled deeply.
On their way here, their group was also attacked by an unknown supernatural being.
Fortunately, his strength is not too exaggerated, and is barely within his ability to cope.
But I didn't expect that the old lady would have a strong man who could force Nanako to use her self-sacrifice skills.
He knew Nanako's strength very well, so he looked extremely solemn at this time, looking at the man in black standing in the corridor in the distance, wearing a one-piece windbreaker and a hooded mask.
But the more he observed the figure of the man in black, the more he felt inexplicably familiar.
The long sword in his hand is double-edged, the blade is smooth, straight and has no arc, and it is held in one hand.
This is the sword of the Yan Kingdom...
Then this master who is on par with Nanako seems to be from the Yan Kingdom...
Sure enough, in a place as big as Neon, he is strong enough to dominate.
But if it were placed in Yan country, which has a vast territory and abundant resources, there would be many masters.
But what was very strange was that he did not detect any murderous intention from the man in black at the end of the corridor.
And looking at Nanako behind him, the old lady was walking towards Reika with the old lady on her back, the man in black didn't make any movement, just stood motionless and looked at her like a dummy.
Because of the mask and lack of light, the eyes of the man in black were not clear.
Is it really a dummy?
Nakano Mayu's heart trembled. He no longer wasted time and rushed forward with the knife, tentatively slashing at the man in black.
But the strength of the man in black didn't seem to be able to force Nanako into a desperate situation.
He just passively used the long sword in his hand to resolve his attacks one by one, as if he was suppressed by his attacks.
Nakano Nanako, who was carrying the old lady behind her back, was a little worried at first, but when she saw this scene, she tilted her head, frowned her delicate eyebrows, and looked at the two people fighting with some confusion.
what's the situation?
Could it be that my brother has an aura of wisdom?
Or does this person have a grudge against him?
She was confused, but after seeing that her brother could block the man in black, she felt relieved and walked towards the maid Sang who was leaning against the wall.
But as soon as she took the maid Sang's hand, she felt a chill in her heart.
Because Maid Sang's palms were now bone-chilling and slippery.
Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark, the strong smell of blood hit his nostrils instantly!
Nanako reached towards the floor under the maid Sang's body, and her hands were slippery. She gently twisted her palms, and then her face was filled with shock: "It's all blood?!"
"Nanako...Miss Nanako..."
Reika Ehara, who was under her, suddenly opened her eyes and murmured angrily: "No need... no need..."
Because her voice was too low, Nakano Nanako had to bend down, put her ear to the maid's mouth, and choked with tears: "Ehara-san, you said it, I'm listening..."
She has practiced kendo all year round and has a good understanding of the various functions of the human body.
Judging from the amount of blood flowing on the ground at this time, it is unlikely that Ehara-san will survive...
"I left... a letter for the eldest lady... in the safe under my bed..." Reika Ehara's voice was inaudible, as if she almost lost the strength to speak.
"Woo..."
Nanako whimpered in her throat, and then quickly covered her mouth.
For a teenage girl, it was her first time to experience separation from a friend, and her emotions instantly reached the edge of losing control.
"Woo..." On the girl's fair and pretty face, drops of crystal tears accompanied her soft sobs, slowly falling on the clasped palms of the two of them.
The old lady on top of her also squatted down tremblingly, raised her hand to caress the maid's face, and said softly: "You are as good as your aunt... Lixiang..."
"Old Madam...I'm sorry, Lixiang may not be able to continue to assist Miss Zuo...well..."
"You have done a great job, Qiansha... I am also proud of you..." Mrs. Rao Shi also paused slightly at this time, and her tone changed slightly.
As the little maid finished speaking, uncontrollable blood slowly overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and dropped along her round chin to her chest.
"Ugh..." Seeing this, Nakano Nanako quickly stretched out her hand to help the maid sister wipe away the blood.
"Sister Reika, do you have anything else to say?" Nanako moved her head closer and asked as calmly as possible.
"Master Nakano... finally... help me... say to him, I'm sorry, in the next life..."
Jiang Yuanrexiang's lips moved slightly, but it seemed that she could no longer make a sound.
In the end, he just raised his hand and slowly stretched it towards the young man who was still fighting in the distance.
The girl's eyes slowly faded away, full of love and reluctance...
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