[Comprehensive] History of Harmony Honmaru

At the moment when the gust of wind swept in, Yu Li didn't know where she erupted from such a force, but at this moment, the will to survive did occupy everything in her mind.

Yu Li has a heart, and this strong emotion has reached its peak at this time.

She gritted her teeth and rushed to the side recklessly, dodging such a powerful blow with the ground.

"Huh?" The voice seemed to be equally puzzled, but the next moment, it rushed towards Yu Li again.

The expressions of the Fusangshens all changed. Whether it was Sanri Yue Zongjin, who was able to get in touch with the God-inspector, or the other Fusangshen who were waiting on the sidelines, they all rushed towards the God-inspector.

——wanted to stand in front of her, desperate.

With the pounce just now, Yu Li directly bumped into a booth behind her. The pain in her back made it difficult for her to hold herself, and she couldn't even control her body.

The pain made her expression look painful and tangled, tears flowed down instantly, physiological tears fell on the wound, it was an indescribable feeling.

"No... no way!" She struggled to spit out a few words, the monster in front of her might not be the one who blinded her eyes and marked her with demon power, but this one's attempt was no different from the previous one.

Yu Li turned around abruptly, before the force rushed to her and grabbed her, with all her strength, she held the sword on the table with both hands, she didn't know which vibration it was, and then raised it.

The Fusangshen tried to resist with their meager strength, but everything passed through their bodies.

The anxiety on Yiqi Yizhen's face was barely concealed, and the anxious look in his deep eyebrows and eyes made him look even more painful and melancholy.

As if instinctively, he subconsciously pulled out his own body sword, and with a gesture of going all out, he stopped in front of Yu Li's swaying figure.

Yu Li's light-colored kimono was stained with blood, and she didn't have enough strength to show off her pose perfectly to deal with the enemy.

But in a dangerous moment, it has almost become her instinct to hold the sword and face the enemy. After a long time of training, she finally engraved something in her mind, even if she lost the world in front of her eyes and looked up. She still had the sight of the sky, and at the last moment, she did her most instinctive behavior.

The sword is the life of a warrior.

For her, the sword is her guardian, her talisman.

The expression on Yizheng's face was extremely serious, he forgot the fact that he seemed unable to meet the god judge, that the god judge didn't pay attention to his situation, and the complex and strong emotions in his heart before , he just wants to do what he should and wants to do as a teacher.

In order to protect his master, he exists with loyalty and lives as the glory of Yoshimitsu Awataguchi.

He draws his sword to fight.

The huge airflow condensed by the evil spirit and swept across the whole room broke through layers of barriers, and all the window papers and window frames were broken.

But the swords on the stand and all the swords in the sword room seem to have been summoned by some kind of ancient, with the help of some power they don't know yet. .

From the point of view of the Fusangshen, every vibration of the sword seems to emit a little indescribable gleam, which is an extremely small but warm light, enough to light up the entire room.

But what surprised Yaoken and other short knives was that in a hurry, the god judge ran to the place where Awataguchi knives and swords were stored, where a large number of short knives were stored.In addition to the short sword that exists in Token Fusangshen, the creations left by the long-known Awataguchi Token are innumerable, and the number of swords here should not be underestimated.

They—these short knives seemed to be summoned by the sword Fusangshen, and in an instant, countless forces surged out.

A halo shrouded the scabbard.

Immediately, it was shrouded in thick and indistinguishable smoke.

Everything happens in an instant.

Countless smoke rose from the strong and huge impact.

The huge monster energy forcibly hit somewhere, and the originally unstoppable momentum was suddenly blocked. The monster suddenly stopped the sound, as if it was suppressed by the throat in an instant.

"What... what?" Sanriyue paused, looking there in astonishment.

"!"

"Holding... sorry." Yiqi Yizheng's voice was still so gentle, but there was a little more groaning to cover up the pain.

Blood flowed down his forehead, and immediately wet the bangs on his forehead.Yiqi closed his left eye and stared with his right eye at the trembling spiritual examiner Yu Li.

"You startled."

With the right hand that was not stained with blood, Yiqi gently stroked the top of her hair.

"Ah..." Yu Li opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. She knew that someone was standing in front of her, but she didn't know who it was.

It's just such tenderness that gave her an irresistible urge to cry.

And she did.

"Don't cry."

Yiqi still looked at Yu Li with a smile, even though the blood had almost covered his left half cheek, he was still so elegant and gorgeous.

But this half-squatting position could not be maintained for long, and the injury on his body made him unable to stand.

He knelt down on one knee, stood upright with the sword propped up in the other hand, and silently stared at the somewhat bewildered God examiner in front of him.

"Do not be afraid."

"I……"

Yu Li's hand was still trembling, her arm didn't have enough strength, and the sword that she picked up casually was gently taken over by Yiqi's intact right hand.

The sheath of the too-sword was held by a hand with a black glove. He just glanced at it and placed it on the ground beside her, showing no mercy for the value of the sword itself.

"Hey!" Shinano exclaimed suddenly, pointing at the sword that shook the sword and did not continue.

Only then did the others notice that in the haste, what Yu Li, the god judge, was holding was the one that had been repaired several times after fires in Nazhen's history. The swordsmith Awataguchi Yoshimitsu is the sword master who is praised for his one stroke in his life——one stroke, one stroke.

"This is really..." Tsurumaru remained silent for a long time.

"A great fate." Yao Yan continued.

"Yes... who is it?"

Yu Li pursed her lips tightly. She felt that the other party's hand stayed on her injured arm for a moment. Because of her movement of raising the knife, the injury on her arm naturally aggravated a bit. Stopping the bleeding alone was not enough. She wanted to , his face must be very ugly.

Due to excessive blood loss, her body had exceeded her tolerance limit. She felt that her consciousness was gradually blurring, her body was dizzy, and she almost lost control again.

"..." Yiqi Yizhen didn't answer her, he just wanted to look at her as much as possible before he couldn't hold on with a nostalgic gaze.

"The sword here..." Yu Li whispered, "I remember, the one here is..."

Before she could finish speaking, she fell straight down.

In the first phase, he froze for a while, and hugged her.

"Ahhhhhh—" the hoarse and ugly voice sounded again.

Everyone looked over.

After the evil spirit gradually gathered, a vague figure gradually appeared.

"I really underestimated the enemy, I didn't expect... there is such a existence..."

When the appearance of the human body appeared, everyone's hearts sank.

This shows that the opponent's strength can only be much stronger than what they thought.

Yiqi put the comatose appraiser on the ground, beside her was the flickering dagger that he was very familiar with.

In his opinion, this sword in history is more qualified to accompany the god judge than him, the sword Fusangshen, even if it only exists as a sword as a fighting tool, it is better than him. It's much better to have such a fallen Fu Sangshen.

What's more, the identity is different.

Undoubtedly, Yiqi Yizheng is not indifferent to the examiner.

It's just that compared to the clear and passionate expressions of Tsukami Munekin and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, all his emotions are quite restrained.

All his actions are genuinely from the perspective of the judge.

Because he knew that his god judge might not stay in the world of swords and swords forever, and because he knew that the favor of Fusangshen would definitely cause trouble to the god judge, so he never said anything.

He has seen too much and knows too much.

As An Hua Fusangshen, who has a record in the Shizhi government and is the key observation target of the supervisor, he is very grateful to have a young, strong and gentle interrogator who is willing to accept him, not to mention this gentle Women are so kind to him and his many brothers.

Until the judge is emotionally mature enough to handle these things, he will still keep a polite distance, do everything with restraint, and share all the worries for the judge.

And it was even more so when facing this young god judge.

"Yeah, it's not over yet." Yiqi sighed with emotion, and then stood up with the support of the sword.

"Brother Phase One, don't force yourself!" Natsuo Toshiro couldn't help shouting.

"Yes, Brother Yiqi." Maeda also yelled.

"Ah, Brother Yiqi..." Wuhu Tui just wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Could it be that they let them watch their god-judgment being eaten by monsters?Then, after that, will their "masters" still exist?

"Tui..." Yao Yan pulled Wuhu back and shook his head at her.

"Why...?" Tui slightly tightened his arms, and the little tiger in his arms also seemed a little uneasy.

"Didn't you find it?" Xiaohuwan suddenly said, "Your first-stage brother, has already..."

"It's two worlds away from us." Although Tsurumaru Kuninaga spoke, he seemed to sigh.

"So, is that so?" Sanri Yuezong looked closely at the Shintachi on the ground.

"The sword touched by the god judge can appear in front of the god judge." San Riyue explained to Fu Sangshen who still didn't understand, "The previous Zongsanzuo writing is probably the same."

"It's just that due to some unclear reasons, some can enter to a certain extent, such as Sanriyue. Some are completely involved, just like Yiqi Yizhen and Zong Sanzuo's words. Now, there is no doubt that Yiqi Yizhen Can't meet us for now."

"That's it..." Toshiro Kotoku took Tsurumaru Kuninaga's words, "That's fine."

"Yeah, that's fine too."

Probably only Tsurumaru Kuninaga himself understands the bitter taste in these words.

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After this chapter, it may be repaired according to the situation. The dormitory environment is very noisy and the playing is fragmented.

There are red envelopes for the first 5 comments in this chapter, okay~