Liuguang is easy to throw people, red cherries, green bananas. Little by little, the bloody storm passed by. Ba saw the deep loss and pain in the eyes of Jianxin, who was called the executioner Pulling Dao Zhai. He was just a child who tried to open up a new era with the sword in his hand. With the death of a few people and Sacrifice in exchange for the happiness of most people. The faint white plum fragrance on Ba's body is refreshing in the thick blood, awakening the heart buried in blood. People should not live for the dead. The mind has gone off the track, and something is growing in the shallows. "Your happiness for the rest of your life will be guarded by you." So the curvature of the corners of his lips also evoked him. Ba was no longer the quiet and indifferent woman. In the
early morning, the sword and sword shadows and the blood on the snow were abrupt and ugly. Ba suddenly plunged into this slaughter and stabbed the sword in his hand at the person who severely injured the heart of the sword. In an instant, a cold weapon pierced through Ba's body, and the blood dizzy and scattered on the clothes, like blooming coquettish flowers. The flowers bloomed on the plain white kimono. It was shocking. Ba fell into a pool of blood, the warm blood stretched, and then lost its heat a little bit. The whole world was bright red. At that moment, the cold murderous aura in Jian Xin's eyes all dissipated, only suddenly The wound on the left cheek is entangled with the original scar, bleeding. The cross scar is engraved on the face, and it is also engraved in the bottom of my heart. I once thought that Ba could throw away the weight-bearing past, and Kenshin We had a very complete happiness together. But in such a morning, the dream was
shattered , and the sword cut off the source of happiness. The mirror is far away. The faint fragrance of white plum in the middle, is it an illusion...
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Digged out from the grave of the blog = = Now I have goosebumps all over, forgive me when the elevation angle was 45°, who is not young and youthful (stare). Thinking back to that time, my favorite Rurouni Kenshin, how many new episodes have ended after so many years, but the reminiscence chapter is still watched once and cried once. That red-haired ronin is still in my heart. Hey, your scabbard is still there~
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