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He pulled open his clothes, exposed his belly, and wanted to take a sword... Anyone who saw Nishino knew what he wanted to do after seeing him.

"Niye Jun..."

Old Hai still wants to speak.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Ichinose.

Ichinose closed her eyes and shook her head.

“…”

Hai Laoming didn't say anything, sigh, showed no sadness, and did not intend to blame Ichinose.

Because, he had known that Nishino was not good enough...

There was no good piece of meat on his body, and the blood in his body was almost gone... After seeing Nishino's terrifying appearance, people with a little common sense could know that he had no chance of survival...

At this time, Nishino pulled the corner of his mouth and let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

"Anyway, I'm going to die... let me die more decently... Is no one holding a sword...? Well..."

Nishino pulled out the flanks between his waist with one hand.

Because his right palm is still tightly tied to the hilt of his sword, he only has one left hand to use.

"Who...who wants to be my...wrong person..."

[Note: Introduced: refers to the beheading of a person who commits suicide by separatism during a Japanese separatism ceremony to make the person who commits suicide by separatism die faster and avoid painful torture]

Hai Laoming and others looked at each other, and no one volunteered.

Not everyone can do it.

According to the rules, the wrong person cannot cut off the head of the person who is separatis. Otherwise, this will be a great disrespect to the person who is separatis.

A qualified introductory error requires cutting off the neck but not completely, leaving the head and neck still in contact.

This method of beheading is called "Holding the Head" - when the head is connected to the neck with only a little skin, the broken head will fall into the arms of the person who is separatum under the pull of gravity, so this is called.

You must cut the gap between the third and fourth bones of the cervical vertebra to achieve the best decapitation effect.

After stabbing the knife into the stomach, the person with a sapling will feel pain and move around, and even if it is not good, the whole body will tremble, which will increase the difficulty of beheading the person.

You must have strong psychological qualities, and you must also have the precise sword technique that can accurately cut the opponent's head and neck to the point where only a trace of skin is left... You must not do it if you are not a top swordsman.

The level of Jiechou is too poor, and even several slashes failed to cut off the head of the person who is separatis, so that the person who is separatis suffered a very painful physical torture before his death. This kind of tragedy is common.

Just as Hai Laoming was hesitating, a calm male voice intervened between them.

“…I’ll do it.”

Aoden held Echizen, who was standing on his waist and stood up to his body.

If you want to talk about who has the best swordsmanship among the people on the scene... it must be Qingdeng.

Seeing Qing Deng volunteering, Hai Laoming had no reason to obstruct.

He turned his head and signaled to Ichinose and Akuzu with his eyes. The three of them retreated one after another, giving up enough space.

Aoden slowly walked to Nishino's left rear.

"Niwang, then."

As he said that, Hai Laoming threw a bamboo tube to Qingdeng.

“There is water in the bamboo tube.”

After hearing this, Qingdeng nodded understandingly, then pulled out Ekimaezu-Zhu Chang Lushou, unscrewed the bamboo tube, and poured the clear water from the tube on the knife.

The person who is Jiezi washed the blade with clean water - this is one of the necessary rituals for separating the abdomen.

"Is it wrong to me, the famous...Niwang...? Hahaha... I'm so lucky to have three lives..."

Nishino raised his head and looked at Qingdeng with a smile on his face.

"Speaking of this... since you moved to... Huofu thieves changed... I have never... talked to you again..."

Qingdeng nodded slightly.

“It’s true.”

"Hmph... You were just a... very incompetent... Daitou Ben... As a result, now... Qingyun is rising straight... The name of "Niwang" is famous... Although I say that... it may be a bit late... But now you... really make me... look at you with admiration..."

This is probably what is called "When a person is about to die, his words are good."

Nishino's eyes were divided into calmness, indifferentness, without a trace of jealousy or ridicule.

"I understand a little bit... Lu Zijing found that Lu Ziming was not the...that mood of Wu Xia Amon..."

Qingdeng pursed his lips and said:

"To each other. In my opinion, your changes have not been small."

"Change...? What changes have I changed...?"

Nishino's expression was stained with doubt.

The brief silence is Qingdeng's conceived wording.

"To be honest, I don't know how to describe it. What you have to say... In the past, you were like a cold puppet, but now you have a little more 'human' atmosphere."

Speaking of this, Qingdeng stopped for a while and then continued:

"It seems that you have experienced a lot of things."

Of course, Qingdeng didn't know what Nishino had encountered and thoughts recently, but he clearly felt from his eyes that the man in front of him was no longer the rigid, arrogant and "puppet" he had known before, who only wanted to stay away from him.

"'people'……?"

Nishino blinked, and a faint glow filled his eyes.

After a while, he was panicked, laughed and cried, and lost in confusion... Three kinds of emotions were beautifully mixed on his face.

"Is it no longer a 'samurai'...but a 'people'..."

After murmuring like chewing every word and sentence, Nishino took a deep breath, straightened his back, sat dignifiedly, looked straight ahead, and took off his top from his right arm.

Seeing this, Qingdeng silently spread his feet and held the wet sword in an eight-pair posture.

[Note · Eight-Shuang: The posture of the knife standing vertically on the front right of the body]

Nishino held a knife in one hand and stood his flank vertically on his left abdomen slowly... but he didn't take the knife.

“…Jui Qingdeng.”

"Um?"

"I... violated the morality of a warrior..."

"From what I practiced against...Kiwei Temple and the temple... Lord Sakai... drew his sword toward each other... From that moment... I was already... sinful... 'disloyal' body..."

"When I arrive...will the ancestors... scold me...?"

"Watching this... I'm a little... scared..."

Nishino looked as if nothing had happened, and even a light curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But if you look closely, you will find that although the amplitude is very small, the hand holding the knife is indeed trembling slightly...

Qingdeng only pulled down his eyebrows in a dilemma in an instant, and then immediately sighed helplessly.

"What is this world, that world... I'm so troublesome. Don't go anywhere, be a free soul that is no longer subject to any restrictions."

When he said the last sentence, his tone suddenly became more refined, and his response was so strong that it seemed like a bolt from the blue.

After hearing this, Nishino was stunned for a moment, and then he squeezed out a dumbfounded smile little by little:

"Is the free soul soaring in the sky thousands of miles away...that wouldn't it be too lonely...?"

"Well... it's not the case."

Qingdeng paused for a moment and looked into the distant sky, as if he let his thoughts fly to the distance that is not here.

"You will meet me one day when I die too. Although I can't guarantee that we can get along."

Nishino turned his head and looked straight at Qingdeng, the emotions contained in his eyes were elusive.

After a moment, he slowly turned his face and his gaze back directly in front - Qingdeng couldn't see the expression he had carved.

"Juqingdeng."

He still had a calm attitude, but his tone seemed to feel relieved.

"Thanks."

The moment the words were finished, Xueliang's blade penetrated into her abdomen!

Nishino pulled the blade to his right abdomen without saying a word.

When he finished "a word cut", Qingdeng was about to slash his head with a knife—

"Slow down..."
To be continued...