Judges wait for you to grow up

"Because I knew it a long time ago." Qiao Shan laughed at himself: "When he was doing these things, the same information and the images in this magnetic card were placed on my desk."

Qiao Shan shook his head: "My mother is indeed sorry for their family. I am just the product of my one-night stand with his father. My mother is not quite right. After taking me to their house, just after his mother and his father He committed suicide in front of him, and the family broke up."

"His mother is a good person. She took me with me for a while after my mother passed away. At that time, when I couldn't sleep at night, I could hear the two of them arguing over my mother."

"At that time, my brother was very young. He was only as tall as my waist." Qiao Shan gestured: "He was standing at the door, watching the two of them fight."

"His mother died in the end, and the two had a dispute. They probably talked about his mother's pain points. After rushing out the door, she was hit by a car and died."

"That child had a pretty smile when he was young, just like five tigers retreating, he pursed his lips and smiled shyly, and looked at me timidly behind his mother, his eyes were pure and his appearance was cute, but that thing After that, his eyes changed and became cloudy."

Qiao Shan coughed twice, and her lungs throbbed with pain: "I owe him, this life should be paid back to him, but if I go to die, I have to bring the waste of ignoring other people's lives for my own relatives."

Hasebe tightly held his hand Yakuken and handed him the blood-stained bandage he just took off from the body of the main hall.

Qiao Shan said it so calmly, as if this was just one of the stories he told, but the unconcealed sadness under the plain tone made the listeners feel a little pitiful, Hasebe said: "Actually, this is not your story. wrong."

Shizheng is very capable of grasping people's hearts, and this information still makes him uneasy. If he didn't know the truth before, he would probably die under the body of the sword he trusted like the girl who was killed by Yiqi Yizhen.

They, the first batch of experimental god-inspectors who entered the pill, were all summoned after death.

Although the extra seven years have been given, the pendulum of countdown to life has been ticking down. I am already uneasy. When the fragile part of my heart is mercilessly stabbed a few times, people who are anxious will naturally fall into collapse. middle.

People who have fallen into despair have long forgotten their own intentions. They are surrounded by a group of obedient swords that can be suppressed with their own spiritual power. They belong to the weak side, and their dissatisfaction with current affairs is vented to these political creations. Come out on the sword, even if they're innocent.

This is the bad root of being a human being, so weak that it is shocking.

Shizheng had such a calculation, using the sword of Honmaru's dark fall to kill the god judges who came here for rewards, so that they could get free labor. In the end, the death of the god judges was his own mistake. Shizheng will not assume its responsibility.

Good calculation.

As a death test product of the god judge, it is time to realize the wish when all the experience of Honmaru's swords and swords are full, but according to the present situation, the possibility of realizing the wish has become the smallest.

Although he couldn't realize his wish, Qiao Shan smiled, like a spring breeze: "When I came to Shizheng, I got to know you, I got to know Okita, and I got the dependence, love, and trust that I never had before. I'm not that sad either."

"The general really wanted to die at that time, you could have misplaced more than half of the position the moment brother Yiqi's knife came, but you barely avoided it..."

Yaoyan deliberately made the wound a little more painful, and he was not polite at all when disinfecting it with alcohol. His blind eyes were full of resentment for being abandoned. Qiao Shan felt a little sad in pain, but he tried his best to reach out and touch Yaoyan. The broken hair on his forehead: "Probably."

At that time, I really thought about just dying like this. Honmaru's spiritual power can indeed contain the wounds of Honmaru's God Judge, but it can't delay the coming of death.

If he really died, wouldn't he need to think about it so much, and leave early with Okita who was waiting for him by the Naihe Bridge.

But when he saw Wu Hutui's big moist eyes from the corner of his eye, Qiao Shan became dull for a moment, and finally staggered his body.

"That's all." Yao Yan put the remaining bandages back into the medicine box: "In the past few days, this medicine alone has to be taken with three meals a day. An extra meal will make no difference to a person like you who has the will to die."

Qiao Shan smiled wryly: "Yaoyan, don't be angry, it's my fault."

Yaoyan said it was done, but the medicine had to be drunk. Yaoyan's voice was deep and comfortable to the ear.

Qiao Shan knew that that action had hurt his heart, so he dared not say it was bad, so he could only raise his hands in a gesture of surrender, saying yes, drink as soon as he said yes, and Yao Yan's complexion improved a lot.

In a blink of an eye, seeing Hasebe's dark and ugly face, Qiao Shan remembered that there was another one. He took the initiative to pull the sleeve of Hasebe, and Hasebe took a look at him. .

"Don't be mad at Hasebe, I just..."

"I understand." Hasebe interrupted Qiao Shan, and he stretched out his hand to cover Qiao Shan with the quilt: "I understand, the main hall is tired."

This sentence gave Qiao Shan a feeling of being seen through by others, and the pleasure of being cared about. Qiao Shan smiled: "It's still the same old saying, I am very happy to have you by my side."

The weather outside was fine, but Qiao Shan couldn't afford to be ill. Shizheng sent condolences several times, which made everyone in this pill feel a little uneasy.

The wound on Qiao Shan’s abdomen has begun to heal slowly. Under the repair of Honwan’s own spiritual power, only the scar remains. The days of scarring are a bit difficult. The wound is itchy and uncomfortable. break.

When the itching was unbearable, Qiao Shan asked the five tigers to come back, hugged the five tigers in his arms, and held them tightly, as if this would relieve the pain.

Wu Hutui in his arms is actually not at all like his younger brother except for his chubby cheeks and moist eyes, probably because Wu Hutui's eyes are too clear, without the hatred and hatred hidden deep in his brother. calculating.

But holding the five tigers back, Qiao Shan seemed to have unlimited motivation to support him for less than a year.

Wuhutui is very well-behaved, and his eyes always contain full of trust and dependence on him, which makes Qiao Shan feel more comforted: "Is there anything Wuhutui wants? When I went to Wanwu, I asked them to bring it back to you."

Wu Hu backed up and tilted his head. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out what he was missing. Qiao Shan was not in a hurry, so he just waited quietly for Wu Hu to back off. After a while, Wu Hu asked: " Is there anything that can buy the master's health?"

Qiao Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he touched Wu Hutui's head, Qiao Shan smiled happily: "Xiao Tui, you are still so cute."

Wu Hu Tui didn't quite understand why he said what he wanted, but was laughed at by his master. Qiao Shan saw the doubt in Wu Hu Tui's eyes, and smiled, "Xiao Tui is probably a treasure given to me by God."

Said to be a treasure, Wu Hutui blushed slightly. He gave Qiao Shan a big one, saying that the master was also a treasure given to him by heaven. Qiao Shan shook his head and remained silent.

Qiao Shan coughed twice, and asked Wu Hutui: "Guess, is today's meal ready?"

Wu Hutui stood up and said, "I'll go and have a look." Then he ran out briskly.

Waiting for the five tigers retreating to disappear in the corner, Qiao Shan unhurriedly took out a handkerchief from under the pillow, and spat the blood from his mouth onto the handkerchief: "Okita, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Qiao Shan got up slowly, involving the wound that was not completely healed, frowned slightly, beside him was a letter written by Song Xian Kaneding, only four words: "The world is safe and well."

"I can't get well, so I found some words to make myself look safe, and the song fairy has a heart." Qiao Shan smiled, and handed the words to Zhang Gubu: "Send it to Wanwu to frame it and hang it in my house."

Zhang Gubu complied, and took out the calligraphy and painting. Qiao Shan called to Zhang Gubu: "Wait, put this word away first, and then tell the public that this word made me feel bad, so I tore it up."

Hasebe paused, hummed, sealed the words carefully, turned and left.

Seeing Kasen Kanesada's disappointed expression and Hasebe's hesitant expression, he became more and more sure that this time the master of Honmaru will be the same as the previous one.

In the first phase, he gritted his teeth and turned to leave, but he didn't see the sympathetic eyes of Kasen Kanesada behind him.

Probably most of the relatively stable swords in the entire Honmaru knew about the master's plan, but Yiqi Yizhen was deliberately concealed by the master, and he felt a little sympathetic for no reason.

Uta Sen Kanesada shrugged after a while, as one of the swords trusted by the master, he is really elegant.

The mood in the first period is very complicated, but the other swords are in a good mood. Qiao Shan's health has improved recently. At least Yaoyan has a smile on his mouth when he comes out of Qiao Shan's house these days.

The swordsmen were also in a mood, packed up their things and said that they were asking Qiao Shan to go out for a picnic, and whispered that they had already paid for the first issue. He rejected Qiao Shan's agreement on the grounds that it was not suitable to go out.

Qiao Shan could only stand at the window and look at the swordsmen with smiles on their faces, and walked under the biggest tree in Honmaru with the package in his hand.

There is a big tree not far from the residence, which is blue all the year round, with green leaves and withered leaves, but I have never seen that tree bloom. Qiao Shan asked Hasebe: "Do you know what that tree is called?"

Hasebe shook his head, intending to go out and ask if anyone knew Honmaru's sword, but when Qiao Shan turned his head to look for Hasebe, he found that Hasebe had already gone away, so he shook his head.

Manyozakura.

It is a beautiful flower, but it only blooms once in a thousand years. I didn't pay much attention to it before. If I could see the myriad leaves blooming before I died, it would probably be a beautiful sight.

Qiao Shan held a folding fan in his hand and spread it out. The butterfly flying on it suddenly came to life, flapped its wings, and flew out of the fan. Qiao Shan fanned the folding fan lightly, and the two butterflies flew towards that tree.

Time to let it bloom.

The flower buds of two cherry blossoms were brought back by the butterfly, exuding a delicate fragrance. Qiao Shan put the cherry blossoms on the fan that Okita gave him, and the butterfly turned back into the painting on the paper.

Qiao Shan put away the folding fan and put it against his heart, exuding a chill.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and before Qiao Shan could say anything, he rushed in, as if stimulated by something, and pointed the sword at Qiao Shan.

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