Gu Yanan took the sword and walked to the place where he had been before.
Osaka, Toyama, Nagano, Akita...
Miyagi, Aomori, Sendai, Okinawa...
Is it a condolence? Is it a confession?
To find yourself again? Or pay for sins?
Gu Yanan couldn't tell the difference himself.
Along the way, Gu Yanan only felt that his heart became more peaceful and heavier.
Everyone who meets him will think:
This person...isn't happy?
In the high school, several old men gathered in a circle and had a heated discussion.
"What are those two bastards Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie doing! They are shielding criminals! They should be sentenced to death!"
"It's normal... Gojo Satoru didn't even bother to kill Gu Yanan when he met him for the first time. Now that they've been together for a year, can he bear to do it?"
"Find someone else to do it."
"Besides those two first-level magicians, who else can defeat Gu Yan'an? Don't mention the special level! Ninety-nine Yuki is still abroad!"
"I have a candidate...how about Chanyuan Jin'er?"
"...He killed many of us."
"In the final analysis, he is a killer who gets paid to kill people. Give him money and let him kill Gu Yan'an. No matter whether he succeeds or not, one person will always die, and then we will kill the injured one..."
Kyoto.
Gu Yanan, with a stubble on his face, was eating instant noodles on the roadside.
Looking at the passers-by, Gu Yanan would stare blankly from time to time. The instant noodles in his hand were already cold, but he hadn't even finished half of them.
Gu Yanan slowly poured the last bit of soup into his mouth and threw the bucket of instant noodles into the trash can.
Walking aimlessly on the streets of Kyoto, Gu Yanan thought about where to go next.
It seems that the only one left is...Shinjuku.
The shoes on Gu Yanan's feet had become tattered, so he simply took them off and threw them away, walking barefoot on the road.
In a corner of Kyoto, a group of conjurers were knocked unconscious and piled into a pile.
Leyanji threw his guitar to the ground angrily: "Xia Youjie! Gojo Satoru! Are you going to start a war with the high school?"
"Principal of Leyan Temple, please calm down first." Xia Youjie said politely: "We will keep an eye on him."
"Keep an eye on him?" Leyansi laughed angrily: "You have become his bodyguards now!"
"Old man, don't you know good from evil!" Gojo Satoru wore sunglasses and had the word "unhappy" written all over his face, which was very similar to that of an ordinary high school delinquent.
Overacting! Idiot Satoru!
Xia Youjie complained in a broken heart, but kept a gentle smile on his face: "You have also seen in the past few days that Gu Yanan's mental state has become more stable than before, hasn't it?"
"Then we can't rule out that he will suddenly attack!" Leyansi's tone softened slightly, but his attitude remained firm: "I'm not stubborn, but that Chinese is too dangerous!"
"Old man." Gojo Satoru put away his exaggerated acting skills and walked to Leyanji with a very serious expression: "He is my friend, and I recommended him to enter the junior high school."
"If...he really does something outrageous, it's up to me to kill him."
"..." Leyansi was silent for a moment and then said, "I hope you are right."
"That's good." Gojo Satoru smiled playfully again: "Let's go, Jay."
Xia Youjie chuckled, shook his head, and bowed to Leyan Temple: "I'm really sorry for taking action against you... But as Wu said, we will take responsibility."
Looking at the two people leaving, Leyansi murmured: "Are you the strongest... You are really confident."
but……
Leyansi made a phone call: "That's enough, they should have lost track of them by now."
…
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, glanced around, and said helplessly: "It's gone, no trace of filth remains."
"He should have noticed us." Xia Youjie shrugged: "After all, he is very sensitive to the power of spells."
"Where will he go next?"
"Let me see..." Xia Youjie looked through Gu Yanan's files: "It's probably Shinjuku."
…
Gu Yanan left the city and walked alone in the woods beside the road.
After all, the way he is dressed now is too conspicuous. Although he does not think that his high special ability will bring him back, the less trouble, the better.
besides……
Since leaving the high school, Gu Yanan has increasingly felt that his soul and spell power are becoming calmer.
Now my soul is a sea. Those violent emotions and murderous intentions turned into the undercurrent of the seabed, while reason formed the calm sea.
Walking through the woods, we came to a clearing. There was a village in the distance, and smoke was rising... A strange feeling came to my mind.
This feeling was very familiar to Gu Yan'an, it had appeared several times in the past ten years... it was death.
Coming...death.
The Scarlet Sky Sword was unsheathed, casting a shadow over the sea of reason, and murderous intent broke through the sea and turned into a violent storm.
The whole body's curse power was gathered to the center of the eyebrows, and the Red Sky Sword was blocked in front of the center of the eyebrows.
boom!
A bullet arrived in an instant, directly piercing the Chixiao Sword and hitting Gu Yanan's forehead.
A splash of blood exploded in the air, and Gu Yanan fell on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Did your head explode? Are you dead?" A man wearing black tight-fitting short-sleeves held up a sniper rifle in his hand.
He observed Gu Yanan through the sniper scope with great interest: "Then... shoot again!"
boom!
A pile of dust exploded on the ground, and Fuheishier threw away the sniper rifle in his hand: "It's really troublesome. They all look like monsters...can't you die quietly?"
Gu Yanan casually removed the bullet embedded in his forehead, let the blood drip from his face to the ground, and cursed angrily: "Fuck!!"
A hole was made in the middle of the Chixiao Sword by a bullet.
This is a cultural relic!
Magic tools are not indestructible. In fact, a considerable number of magic tools are not as hard as modern alloys.
Gu Yanan injected the magic power into the sword. No flames rose, but the gap began to squirm and heal like the flesh of an animal.
boom!
Just when Gu Yan'an was surprised, a chain fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, blocking his way.
The flying dust obscured Gu Yanan's sight, and the sound of breaking through the air came from behind. Gu Yanan turned around and swung his sword, but it missed the target.
The ground continued to tremble, and loud sounds resounded in all directions.
There was more and more dust around. Gu Yanan covered his mouth and nose and rushed forward with his head buried in his chest.
Snapped!
The chain suddenly appeared through the dust and struck Gu Yanan's back hard.
Gu Yanan endured the pain, grabbed the chain, and pulled in with all his strength.
The chain was stretched straight, and no matter how hard Gu Yanan struggled, he could not move a step. It's like the other end is tied to a mountain!
On the other side, Shi Er, who was compared to a mountain by Gu Yanan, grinned: "I have some strength, but..."
His legs were bent, his hands clenched the chains, and his entire upper body fell backwards. The muscles on his thighs bulged, and the blood vessels were clearly visible.
This is... a tug-of-war position!
A surging force passed through the chain and threw Gu Yanan directly into the air!
The chain shortened rapidly in the air and soon reached the top of Fuheisher.
For an instant, the eyes of Gu Yanan and the man with the scar at the corner of his mouth met, and both of them saw the murderous intent in the other's eyes.
Fuheishier stepped back with his left leg, turned around, and threw the chain to the ground.
boom!
Gu Yanan smashed a huge pit into the ground, but at the same time a black lightning tore through the flying dust.
"Did you use black flash to offset the impact? It seems that the information is correct."
"Oh, it seems you know a lot?"
"A lot, but I won't tell you."
"Really?" Gu Yan'an twisted his neck and moved his body: "How did you know my whereabouts?"
"Your movement patterns are so easy to predict, I can easily deduce your next destination. Then I just follow you."
"I should have left no trace behind."
Fuheishier shook his head and pointed to the ground: "People not only leave behind dirt, but also smells, footprints, etc. The sky and the curse gave me a strong body, and at the same time strengthened my five senses."
"Oh, I understand." Gu Yan'an leaned down and said with a mocking face: "I just came here by smelling it like a dog."
Fuheishier sneered and took out a knife from the mouth of the curse hanging around his neck:
"Provocation is of no use to me. You should know that we are the same, right? Both are... killers."
Killer...?
Gu Yanan was silent for a moment and then said, "It's different."
"What's different?" Shi'er was a little curious.
"You have a choice, but I... don't."
