The blade severed the neck of the last child, and Santai collapsed in the sea of corpses and blood, gasping for breath.

At this time, this road has become a veritable blood road, lying between the stumps and broken arms, Santai pointed to the sky where the sun and moon could not be seen with a blade, and let out a thrilling roar: "Come again~~~~~"

"You weren't like that before! Why do you have to get along with yourself? "

Santai laughed and didn't answer the voice's words.

He stood up on his crutches and followed the path again, continuing on.

No one is born salted, and in the midst of the slim world, we always comfort ourselves with this: this is life! That's how everybody came over.

We always say to ourselves: I can't help it! I've tried my best, but that's the reality ~~~~

But who doesn't want a truly happy life?

Obviously, the patient is a poor migrant worker, but the director of the department just wants to collect red envelopes.

Obviously, it was the black money that he collected at the risk of his conscience, but the leaders always had to take most of it.

"Yang Chen, you kid has strong eyesight, the attending physician of the department will be the first to consider you............"

"Yang Chen, do a good job, the hospital will not treat you badly~~~~"

The director and the hospital leaders told themselves so, but after 16 years in that second-rate municipal hospital, he finally got nothing. Someone who really has a relationship has long gone up, and a licking dog like him is doomed to nothing.

Santai also had a dream of slapping the director in the face, he dreamed that he had gone far away, to Africa, to the Middle East, where there was still a war. Go and treat people who really need to see a doctor, but can't afford to see a doctor.

It's funny, it's not that he has some kind of sympathy for people he doesn't know, he just wants to put what he learned from medical school to use. If so, he is like a real living being.

But if she does, what about her younger sister?

So he lowered his dog head again and again and told himself: Really, everyone lives like this~~~

But after being reborn, everything was different

In this unbelievably naïve world, relationships between people are different; He met Iaira and Kankuro, who treated him like brothers, and he had a beautiful and gentle person, and he had the power to change everything.

People would point to him and say, "Look, that's Hasegawa Santai."

I'm Hasegawa Santai, a sword master, the strongest in this world.

Santai's pace became faster and faster, and the chakra spiritual power and demonic energy fused together, and finally it was dyed red by the blood on the road.

He walked forward, dragging his tired, heavy body.

He walked forward, the blood-colored chakra in a bright feather coat, more and more condensed, more and more real.

He walked forward, and after a while, the blue water and sunlight appeared at the end of the road.

A bare hand hung down from the sky and scooped him up, and then he knew nothing.

..............................

Waking up from his dream again, Santai finds himself lying on the beach covered in injuries, surrounded by Hinata who has passed out. It seems that he should have been fished up by Miss Hinata-sama.

At this moment, the voice of the system rang out for the first time in a long time.

"Congratulations to the host, the perfect fusion of chakra and other powers has been achieved, and some chakras have been updated to the new ability Crimson Murderous Aura."

Santai's infinite chakra is provided by the system, and this overly powerful force is entrenched in his body, like the boundless Wang Yang. Now a scarlet Hu Bo has been cut out of this piece of Wang Yang, and that is the new crimson murderous aura.

Compared to the sea, this Hubo is still so small, but it is more than ten times better than the average tailed beast. The most important thing is that this power is the power that really belongs to Santai itself, and there is no need to worry about being counterattacked.

On the whole, there should be a qualitative leap in his strength, but the real situation will not be known until after the actual battle.

"It turns out that the most important thing is the breakthrough of the heart?"

Santai muttered a sentence, then picked up Hinata Hinata and walked towards the depths of the island.

At night, Hinata woke up from her dream and saw Santai roasting a large fish more than a meter long under the campfire. Miraculously, he was covered in horrific wounds, but he didn't seem to notice it, and was just concentrating on cooking the fish. _

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