The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Cang Lan, who didn't know that her father and the elderly group had rushed over aggressively, was hugging Japan's head tightly because of the instability under the foot of Yutechu.

Fortunately, seeing that the situation was not right, Yan Rong and Taro Taidao also took a step forward, one in front and one in the back, pinching back and forth to firmly support Mitechu's shaking body.

In this way, it took a lot of effort to make Mitechu succeed | stand up again.

"Hold on, Mitechu!"

Hakata Toshiro raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his head, and looked at Guku Toshiro with worry in his eyes.

"Is this... really okay?"

Gu Gu looked back at Boduo comfortingly, but he didn't have the energy to answer his words, and turned his head to stare at his lord.

Although Cang Lan, who was lying on the head of the Japanese horn, could not help but be cautious in her movements, she felt relieved in her heart, and even the movements of her hands seemed quite relaxed and freehand.

The Fusangshen under the tree could only see their lord's white hands slowly stretching towards the little tiger sleeping on the branch through the sunlight pouring down from the leaves.

Cang Lan cautiously moved closer to the little tiger, and couldn't help but pause when his fingertips touched the little tiger's fur that felt so good to the touch.

Immediately afterwards, as if sensing someone approaching, the little tiger, who had been sleeping peacefully, moved its furry paws, unconsciously scratched the bark under its body, and made a sound of "嗞嗞嗞啦".

Seeing the little naughty in front of him, Cang Lan's mouth unconsciously brought a smile, but his hand didn't stop, and stretched straight under the little tiger's body, holding up the little tiger's paw, and lifted it from the tree. Picked up and down.

Such a big commotion, living up to expectations, the little tiger opened his confused eyes and slowly woke up.

Feeling the temperature above his head, the little tiger rubbed Cang Lan's hand affectionately, enjoying it very much.But the next second, after the little tiger casually glanced at the ground, the whole tiger froze.

This is a bit too high...

Cang Lan plucked a handful of tiger fur under his hands, and comforted the little tiger in his arms who felt uneasy when he saw the geographical location he was in.

With excellent hearing ability, the Japanese horn who heard the movement above his head frowned and said: "My lord, put the little tiger on my shoulder. It's better for you to hug my head."

Cang Lan lowered her head, looked at the shoulders occupied by her two legs, and pointed out the facts solemnly: "No, my legs are on your shoulders, if you put the little tiger on my legs... I can't stand it That touch."

"??" Japan's brain circuit couldn't keep up with its protagonist for a while.

Cang Lan smiled embarrassingly, "That's right, the little tiger's hair was on my lap... It's a bit itchy."

Japan was silent.Although very reasonable, this kind of reason always sounds like a child's play...

"My lord, no matter what you say, please protect yourself first."

In the end, Japan could only choke out such a sentence in an attempt to persuade their lord.

Cang Lan's eyes softened, facing such a group of Fu Sangshen who always think of him first, it's hard for him not to be touched by their hearts.Obviously, I also have a natural fear of tigers...

Pulling away the little tiger with its two little paws stretched towards the cloth on the top of Japan's head, after thinking for a while, Cang Lan raised his hand and put the little tiger on top of his head, then stroked his little head with his hands.

"Be good~"

"Meow~"

As if echoing Cang Lan, the little tiger's tone was strangely tinged with cuteness.

Couldn't help chuckling, Cang Lan stretched out his right hand to hold down the little tiger on top of his head, and his left hand hugged Japan's forehead, as if he was ready.

"Okay, we can go down."

The hands that held down her lord's legs tightened tightly.

"Okay. Brothers, you can get ready."

Taro Taidao and Yanrong withdrew from Mitechu's side, and still put their hands on his waist with uneasiness, leaving some strength to help Mitechu stabilize his figure.

With the help of Taro Tachi and Iwa Rong, Tofbokiri, who was carrying the weight of two people and a tiger on his shoulders, finally managed to get off Mitechu's shoulders after many difficulties.

The moment the weight of the bottom-level Mitaku was reduced, it collapsed to the ground in an instant, proving what is called the unbearable weight of life.

Hakata and Shinano sat up with the help of Mitechu, and at the same time, they did not forget to offer towels and water bottles that they did not know where.

On the other side, Taro Tachi and Iwarong still couldn't relax, and continued to support Tonbogiri and Nippon, and assisted the Nippon to get off.

So, Karasuma and others who came in a hurry saw such a scene.

On the head of my lord is a little tiger who retreated from the five tigers-->>

The plush hat of the same style (?) sits on the shoulder of the Japanese character, and holds the head of the Japanese character tightly with his left hand, probably because he is afraid that the hat will fall to the ground, and the right hand of the protagonist still does not forget to hold the small hat all the time.

Tonbokiri, who was currently at the bottom, was covered with sweat on his forehead, and he clenched his teeth. It could be seen that he was very tired, but he was still persevering.And Japan, who bears the relatively light weight of his own lord, looks very relaxed, but in fact, just the fact that his shoulders are their lord is enough to make him hard to let go, so his forehead is also Already dripping with sweat.

It was too late to blame their lord, and Karasuma and others who saw this scene hurried to them and helped Taro Tachi and Yan Rong to help the Japanese number down together.

When the Japan ship got off, before Cang Lan could recover, Yan Rong grabbed his waist from his shoulders and hugged him.

"what happened?"

After a pause, Cang Lan came back to his senses, met the eyes of the elderly group who were staring at him fiercely, and shrank involuntarily in Yan Rong's arms.

--pill!

Little Karasuma walked up to Yan Rong's body, licked the hair that exploded on the top of his lord's head, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "My lord, can you tell my father what you were doing just now? Why did you run up there? ?”

Cang Lan blinked her big eyes, raised the little tiger innocently and replied: "Because the little tiger ran up the tree, there is no other way but to do this."

"My lord, shouldn't you first find your father when you encounter problems? It's not a good behavior to talk to yourself..." Xiao Karasuma took the little tiger, put it on the ground casually, and then turned his eyes Moved to his lord.

Cang Lan's eyes drifted, and he turned around in a circle, staring straight at Sanriyue, with a strong meaning of asking for help.

Regarding this, San Riyue just smiled, indifferent to her lord's aggressive eyes.

Cang Lan pursed her lips and muttered, "Isn't that unexpected..."

Ishikirimaru held his lord's exposed hand, and taught in a papa style: "My lord, we don't mind your being naughty, but it's not okay to disregard your own safety like this..."

Cang Lan raised his head to look at Shiqiemaru, and the words he spoke were loud and hit the hearts of Fusangshen's hearts word by word, making their originally cold hearts extremely soft.

"But with you guys here, I won't be in any danger!"

Hearing this, all Fu Sangshen present couldn't help but smile warmly.

At that time, Cang Lan secretly stuck out her tongue while they were not paying attention.

Ah, dodged a bullet.

The town boss Xiao Karasuma narrowed his eyes, looked at all the Fu Sangshen present and said slowly: "Although this is the case, the Lord's behavior is inappropriate after all, so... punishment is also necessary."

Cang Lan froze for a moment, then looked up at Karasuma.

Karasuma smiled slightly, with the aura of a demon king when checking his lord's record.

Cang Lan shrunk his neck, and he, who was well versed in the way of being a master, lowered his head very obediently at this time.

Karasuma touched her lord's slender and fair neck in satisfaction.

——Sure enough, my lord is the most obedient.

After interacting with her protagonist's warmth for a while, Xiao Karasuma glanced across the rest of Fusangshen, who was as quiet as a chicken at the moment, and snorted coldly: "You all know what to do. The inside story of the past few days... "

All the mourners who hadn't been able to persuade their lord before responded in unison: "It's all ours!"

"Let's see if you dare not look down on the lord in the future..."

You have to be reasonable, Karasuma-san.

Obviously it was my lord who first proposed it, so is it really okay to throw the blame so casually? ?

However, the most frightening thing is that these fusangshen didn't feel that something was wrong at all, so they just agreed!recognize!up!

"There will never be a next time! We promise!"

Maybe this is also the characteristic of Honmaru? ?

#The whole honmaru is so eccentric#

"However, my lord also needs to be punished. Just punish, punish, punish..."

"Just punished" several times, but Karasuma didn't utter the next half sentence.

What is the fine?

Physical work is definitely not good, my protagonist is only five years old, doing physical work is completely child abuse...

It seems that there is nothing mental work that needs to be done by the protagonist?Drug research, Hasebe and the others have already finished their work...

What's left?

Little Karasuma's thoughts flowed, and slowly spit out the second half of the sentence under the nervous eyes of the other fusangshen.

"Just fine... my lord, make tea for us!"

Well, that's a really "tiring" job—