Honmaru Notebook[Comprehensive]

California Qingguang is a knife that longs for the love of his master. He likes to decorate his hands with bright red nail polish. The clothes must be clean and delicate, and he talks about cuteness. He looks like a young boy raised by a wealthy family, proud and Naive, relying on the master who can wake him up, from the moment he opened his eyes, his heart and eyes were full of that human being.

Human... what kind of existence is it?

What kind of person would his master be?

When California Kiyomitsu was vaguely conscious, he secretly fantasized about this, maybe... Maybe it was someone as powerful as Okita Souji?If he is the original knife, can he act like a baby and let the master use his body to fight?Of course, he is not like that idiot Anding, he will not always be stuck in the memory of the chief executive, he will cherish this master very much.

What if... what if the host is a girl?Then you can't use him to fight, although it's a bit regretful... He was a little distressed, but he changed his mind again, girls, aren't they all soft and sweet existences, that can't hurt her, but, With him, California Qingguang, he will definitely protect her!And...if he is cute enough, the master should like him, right?

It doesn't take long to like it... After all, he is just a knife from an ordinary background. In the future, Honmaru will definitely have various royal objects, five swords in the world, etc... Although his reputation is not as big as theirs, but, but he is also Yizhen Very good knife!As long as she likes him a little bit more, just a little bit...

His dream came true quickly, the host who woke him up was a girl of just the right age, just like his imagination, with fair skin, long hair, and a deep dimple when she smiled, but she saw The look in his eyes was full of embarrassment and bewilderment.

Why do you look at me like that?

California Kiyomitsu thought blankly, and soon he knew the reason, what else could it be, because this Honmaru has already been revived by California Kiyomitsu, who is exactly the same as him, has the same dream, exquisite and lovely, California Kiyomitsu.

He is nothing more than a superfluous existence accidentally summoned by the god judge, a mistake made unintentionally.

You can't bear to kill Fu Sangshen who already has a human form, but... But is this the reason why he was sold?You summoned me!You are my master!How could you...how could you sell me like this?

You looked at Zhenjia Qingguang with such gentle eyes, why did you sell me so hard?

The vibrating sword in Qingguang, California is too ordinary and common, so it can’t be sold at a high price. After staying in the shop where the sword was sold for a few days, it was transferred to a gentle-looking man.

What about human beings?California Qingguang tightly grasped the bed sheet under his body, his eyes were numb, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted. This is the man's way of controlling them, taking away the body knife and only supplying a small amount of spiritual power, so that they have no resistance Ability.

Both bold and cowardly.

Humans are so weird...

I don't know why, but this time the guest was very rude. His body was covered with bruises, and blood was still oozing in some places. As a sword, he was not wounded in a battle with the enemy. It's a shame.

California Qingguang bit his lips tightly, a trace of scarlet anger flashed in his eyes, if his knife was still there...if his knife was still there...

Suddenly, a wave of abundant spiritual power poured in, California Qingguang was stunned for a moment, thinking it was his illusion, but his body told him that it was not an illusion, his instinct had surpassed everything, and he was greedily absorbing the spirits from the outside world. Power, like a dry river finally flowing through cool water, this feeling of abundant spiritual power... He hasn't experienced it for a long, long time.

California Qingguang stretched out his fingers subconsciously, and the next moment, something cold and hard appeared in his palm, following his breathing, following his heart beat——

"Hey."

Without even a moment's hesitation, he stabbed the murder weapon into the chest of the man on him with his backhand.

He is the incarnation of the sword and a born killer. This action seems to have been rehearsed countless times in his mind. The hot blood directly splashed all over his face, dyeing this handsome young man into an extremely terrifying appearance.

He pushed away the heavy corpse and staggered down from the bed. The wound on his body healed the moment the spiritual power poured into his body. I looked around.

Then, like a fast-forward movie, pale bone spurs grew on the naked/slender body, piercing the smooth skin, and the thick black air overflowed from his body with his intermittent neighing, covering his head and face His blood smeared on the bone spurs, turning the boy into a ghost crawling up from hell.

He muttered something in a low voice, like an unknown sob.

Originally, he was only yearning for the love of his master. Isn't such a simple wish okay?

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Withdrawing his hand, Yuan Zhongguang, who was standing under the lantern in the shop, showed a slightly excited and bloody smile: "San Riyue, you said that if the Fu Sangshen in it are all in a state of full spiritual power, and they all have their own body, they will do it. what?"

Fu Sangshen's spiritual senses made it easy for him to catch the bloody smell in the air. Sanriyue tilted his head slightly, and the golden rice lotus hair fringe on his temples flickered lightly, bringing out a gorgeous light and shadow. His smile was calm And beautiful, staring at her lord, as if looking at a wayward child: "I thought you would like to do it yourself."

Yuan Shigemitsu put his hands in his wide sleeves and whispered softly: "Of course I have to avenge myself."

Sanriyue's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Yuan Zhongguang calmly for a moment, but she couldn't see anything unusual on his face, so she changed the subject: "What are you going to do next?"

Yuan Shigemitsu listened to the faint human screams coming from the closed shop door, concentrated for a moment, and rubbed his fingers against the number of beads in his arms: "If you want to play, of course you have to play with the big one." He looked around , The location here is a bit remote, obviously no one noticed here, but this is not acceptable, since it is an act, there must be an audience, and there must be an opening notice.

Yuan Shigemitsu thought for a while: "Isn't there a security team here?" He clapped his hands, "Yo Xi~ Let's go and push there!"

The security team here is an easy and dignified job. With the protection of the barrier, no one can invade here. Their usual job is to take a walk in the street and "maintain law and order." Those judges They don't care about the conflict between them, they care about the conflict between Fu Sangshen and the judge.

Now that the rules and regulations are getting better and better, there are basically no Fu Sangshen who dare to resist the judges in the street. At most, they just walk around the barrier. This barrier was re-reinforced by an expert a few years ago , It is said that something very powerful was used, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, no one can break it.

So when Na Zhensan Ri Yuezong cut off their heads with a knife, their faces were still bewildered and unbelievable.

Fusangshen?How dare Fu Sangshen resist them...

There were not many people in the security team, and most of them were just random mobs. Sanriyue cleaned up the place without much effort. His master took off the lantern under the eaves at some point, and stood at the door facing each other with an orange lantern in one hand. smiling at him.

There was a moment of hesitation in the hand of Sankaiyue retracting the knife.

Yuan Shigemitsu didn't notice his pause, weighed the lantern, and threw the steady fire source into the house.

Tongues of fire climbed up along the hanging curtain, and gradually expanded outward...

"It's so beautiful..."

He stood on the opposite roof, watched the fire grow bigger, sighed sincerely, there was the sound of wind rising and falling behind him, Yao Yan walked up, his eyes reflected the jumping bright red fire, dyed the bright purple of the vine suddenly Bright and dark, he only glanced at the fire, then turned his head expressionlessly, held a small smile, and stared at his master: "General."

Yuan Zhongguang was holding Shu Zhuwan, and when he turned around, he saw several Fu Sangshen standing behind him.

In their hands, they all held a small jar in unison.

"What is that?" Yuan Zhongguang took a closer look, only to see that there was soil on the jar, as if it had been buried in the ground for a long time, and then it was dug out again.

None of them answered.

His eyes were as silent as ice and snow, and they contained silent mourning.

Yuan Shigemitsu stopped asking, and there were already noisy and panic shouts below. People who discovered the fire gathered together, watching the growing fire in fear. No one in the room escaped. Under such high temperature, even Not a single cry for help.

The ultimate silence is like a tomb that has long since died.

"Security Team... Security Team..."

People were whispering, with the confusion of not knowing what happened on their faces, Yuan Zhongguang looked up at the sky, the enchantment that had taken away most of the spiritual power, only a thin frame was left, lingering, but An Yi was used to it The psychiatrists are apparently unaware of such dangers.

"The good show is about to begin... Let's see, tonight's song of revenge."

Su Bai's fingers spread open, and spiritual power was released from his body, like a torrent of water, rushing in all directions along the street, rushing into every shop, every corner, the sleeping sword was awakened, and the nothingness figure became In the terrified eyes of the tormentor, the scarred body recovered as before, and the shape of a sword appeared in the empty hand——

"what--!"

I don't know who made the first scream. In the suffocating silence for a few seconds, the tragic cry resounded through the sky.

"Help!"

"They're crazy! Help—"

"I'm a god judge! You can't—"

The wooden houses are not fireproof at all, and the flames have been blown far along the wind, igniting several nearby houses, and they are still spreading.

But compared to such a disaster, what the god judges are more afraid of is the fusangshen who suddenly resisted and started killing the god judges.

Where did they get the knife?How could they have the strength to resist!

The extreme panic infected the crowd like a plague, and people ran madly towards the time-turner, pushing the people around them to the blood-stained blade, but it was useless!

In the shops on both sides, at some point, evil ghosts with knives would suddenly rush out and chop off their heads.

It was only at this moment of pushing and fleeing that they vaguely realized that these fusangshen, who let them control and bully, were gods incarnate with swords.

But no matter how much they confess and how much they curse, they cannot be undone.

Blood poured down behind him, screams begging for mercy one after another, the street was full of fallen corpses, the blood had accumulated a thick layer, and the Fusangshen who were covered in blood stepped on the bloody mud with their knives, screaming. Sticky sound.

Fu Sangshen wanted to kill, it really couldn't be easier, like killing a chicken or a sheep, they didn't even meet resistance, those usually high-ranking judges only knew how to shout for mercy and threatened incoherently.

The disheveled Yingwan stabbed the knife in the man's abdomen with a shake, and pulled it down slowly.

The man was gasping for breath because of the severe pain, with blood-red foam overflowing from his mouth, and he looked at Yingwan pleadingly: "Please...no..."

Yingwan slowly turned the handle of the knife in his hand, and whispered with a sigh: "It's just a trivial matter, please don't care about it." The man struggled with his legs and feet, drawing bloody marks on the ground, and finally trembled twice, not moving.

Yingmaru tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then drew out the knife, not caring about the blood splattered on her face.

The last person fell in front of the Time Converter, his hand was still stubbornly stretched in that direction, and was stepped on by Ikshinzurumaru Kuninaga expressionlessly.

Minamoto Shigemitsu looked at the scene below that could be called a slaughterhouse, and tore off the protective paper on his face. The wind was full of the smell of blood, so strong that it made people want to vomit.

The fusangshen who escaped from the cage slowly walked in one direction, and no one saw these people standing on the roof from the beginning to the end.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Looking at the Fusangshen slowly gathering below, Yizheng asked softly.

Minato Shigemitsu didn't know what he was thinking, he glanced at the first issue, and then glanced at the jar he held in his arms like a treasure.

"I think... I think, although what happened here has nothing to do with current affairs, it happened under their noses. They should be responsible for the aftermath."

Yuan Shigemitsu pulled out his body knife from Sanriyue's waist as if talking to himself, moved his wrist, and looked thoughtful: "I heard that this place exists relying on Wanwu?"

As soon as the voice fell, Yuan Shigemitsu raised his hand and waved the knife, a round of crescent-like knife light splashed out, and hit the transparent barrier, and the already crumbling barrier burst in response, with a crisp sound of glass shattering, It was as if a huge curtain had been torn open, the dark sky leaked bright sky light, and the opposite wall collapsed in one piece, as if being pressed down by an invisible hand, revealing a wider scene behind.

It was the same street as here, bustling crowds were laughing and clamoring, short knives were running lively, and god judges in all kinds of costumes were walking leisurely. Of course, this was the scene a few seconds ago.

But now, the street was deathly quiet, and all the judges looked at this place in astonishment. Fu Sangshen sensed that something was wrong, and hurried back to their master. Yuan Zhongguang held a knife and looked down at the opposite side.

Those interrogators who opened their mouths in shock didn't come back to their senses for a long time, they just looked up at the people standing on the roof stupidly.

Until a trembling female voice sounded in a trance: "...Changping...Prince?"

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha I didn’t expect it hahahahaha

Pi is very happy now hehehe

Next time, gather all the swords in one wave, and then prepare for the transition!Someone asked about Shizheng... how should I put it, what Shizheng did to protect history is objectively a good thing, so it is impossible to kill Shizheng in its entirety!Think about it!Wouldn't the current affairs be over if there were no such pills... There is an injustice and a debtor, we need to find the right owner for revenge...

Then I suddenly thought that the current affairs institution is actually an official? ! 【thoughtful】

Current politics: professional households who take the blame.

Thanks to the little angels who throw thunder and water~

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