The whole world is afraid of me holding a sword [Comprehensive Manga]

"Ding!"

Landing on the light-colored tatami, a golden bell the size of a fingernail touched the tatami and rang. The crisp and incessant ringing attracted the attention of the two blades.

California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an seemed to have lost their souls, and each reached out to pick up a golden bell. The cute and petite golden bell changed as soon as it was picked up. A black pattern appeared on the smooth surface of the gold. Looking carefully, it turned out to be them. knife pattern.

"Ashubel! Look!"

Qing Guang raised his head in shock, and saw the five-color aura flickering in the hands of the little lord, and the golden bells kept falling.

With the left hand open, five or six golden Lings landed, and with the right hand opened five or six more, and with both hands holding one, dozens of golden Lings were spread between them in the blink of an eye, and the bell rang when they rolled.

"... Ashbel? What's going on with you?"

Why are there so many little bells in the blink of an eye? !

"I don't know either! Qingguang Anding! How can I stop!!??"

The young boy with a delicate and sharp style was full of panic at this moment, his sugar brown eyes were wide open, and the uncontrollable spiritual power in his hands made him a little flustered.

"Let go of that red rope!"

The scarlet rope on the pendant has always been on Ashbel's left hand. From that rope, the five-color spiritual power of the little boy flickered on the pendant, and the five-color aura in the boy's palm also flickered with the spiritual power on the pendant. with.

He wanted to pick up the red rope in his left hand, but there was a pain of tearing flesh from the palm that was in contact with the rope.

"Oh! It hurts!"

"What—eh?"

In the panic, the spiritual light on the pendant disappeared, and the spiritual power in Ashbel's hands also dissipated, and no gilded golden bells fell out of his palms anymore.For a moment, the atmosphere became stagnant and quiet, and both swords fell silent and looked at their little lord.

"It seems...it stopped?"

The heavy atmosphere was broken by the young boy's mouth, like breaking ice, and California Qingguang and Yamato Moran Ding also moved accordingly, looking anxiously at their little lord.

"Ashubel, is there anything wrong with you?"

"Maybe not?"

The young boy let go of his hands, carefully inspected his hands, and found that there was no injury, so he shook his head suspiciously.

"Let me see."

California Qingguang took the little lord's hands and observed them carefully, but he didn't find any wounds. He finally let go of what he was holding in his heart, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"I really shouldn't have brought this thing to you, An Ding, let's throw it away."

He also looked up and down at Ashbel's Yamato Moran and nodded deeply, his blue eyes as clear as Honmaru's clear sky were also filled with fear.

"Well, throw it away quickly. Ashbel, I'm sorry, we shouldn't have brought this up."

With messy black hair draped over his shoulders, Yamato Shouan, with a smear of white on his forehead, showed regret, and he reached out to pick up the ominous thing and throw it away.

In the next second, the pendant floated up from the tatami, circled around the outstretched hand of the two blades, and the vermilion long rope tail was still in the air and swept across the young boy's white and tender cheeks.

Immediately afterwards, the golden-red pendant flew out of the living room like a shooting star, flew in diameter from the second floor to the deep red carved beam in the corridor of Honmaru's front yard, and tied it on by himself.

There was an extra thing in the Honmaru. Ashbel, who could control the Honmaru with spiritual power, sat on the second floor and suddenly felt the purpose of this thing.

"This thing is... a knife bell?"

Puzzled, the young boy swept the Jinling on the tatami with both hands and picked it up, put it in the drawer of the table, and handed it to Qingguang Qingguang and the others with only five small bells.

"This thing is not broken, this is for you, you help me to give it to Sanriyue and the others, one blade at a time."

Ashbel looked at the dazed-faced man with the sword in front of him, and suddenly showed his face.

"This is the account of swords. Each bell represents a sword in the honmaru. Doesn't the bell in your hand have your sword patterns on it? Just hang it up. When there are more swords in honwan, shake it Their bell will call them all together."

Touching the tops of the two swords on tiptoe, Ashbel, who was always brushed by them, also stroked their hair this time. The soft and smooth black hair passed through his fingers, and the feel was excellent. Ashbel was satisfied Nod.

"go quickly."

"kindness!"

The sudden closeness caused the two blades to explode the petals together, and "Sakura Fubuki" went downstairs all the way.

Sitting back on the tatami and continuing to wrap the gift, Ashbel had the original expression on his face.

"It feels good, no wonder they always touch my hair. Well... Sankayue and Izumishou look good too, I will touch it back sometime."

Downstairs, a certain old man who was sitting in the corridor of the backyard with Tai Mitsuyo Odenori, looking at the clouds, smelling the fragrance of tea, and feeling the natural and comfortable environment of Honmaru suddenly sneezed.

"Ah!"

"Sanriyue Palace! Great Ceremony Taidian Hall! Touch these for you, remember to hang them on the hanging ornament in the front yard later!"

California Qingguang ran over with his little partner, and handed Jin Ling to the hands of the two "Five Swords of the World" who were sitting in the corridor under the eaves without words. up.

"Hahaha, it's really lively~"

Crow Feather cast a faint shadow on his face, the grandfather was smiling while holding hot tea, and the knife pattern of Mikazuki Zongjin also appeared on the golden Ling in his hand, and the same was in Dadian Taiguangshi's hand.

"what is this?"

"I don't know, but it looks very interesting! Is it related to the ringtone just now?"

Looking at the gilt bell in the palm of his hand, the crescent moon is looming in the half-closed eyelids.

………………

Party the next day.

Tsuna brought his guardians to the gate of Ashbel's house, which is located in the outskirts of Bingsheng.From the outside, everyone can see that the tall white wall is very high, but they can vaguely see the cornices and brackets and the exquisite and warped roof inside.

"Wow! There have been rumors in the school that Ashbel is a child of an ancient family. Is it true? This place seems to have a long history..."

Gang Ji saw that the bright gate was covered with vermilion carved lacquer, with large dark patterns all over it. It seemed that it had gone through a long time but still showed the hidden gate, and he was a little apprehensive.

The little baby sitting on Gangji's shoulder urged: "Stupid Gang, knock on the door."

"Oh, um!"

"Knock knock!"

"Is Ashbel at home? This is Tsunayoshi."

The door was opened silently, and a young boy appeared from behind the door, welcoming Tsuna and the others in with excitement.

"Gangji? Come in!"

"ciaosu."

The little baby standing on the disciple's shoulders opened his mouth obediently, and his black bean eyes quickly scanned the manor, which occupied a large area in the information.

Carved beams and painted buildings, double eaves and overlapping corners, simple but exquisite and picturesque ancient buildings come into view.Walking past the blue-white stone slabs and round arches, there are already seven men with extraordinary looks and temperament standing there in the front yard. The simple and plain solid-color bathrobes on them look like valuable treasures.

"welcome!"

The seven men, each with their own merits and advantages, but all of them far surpassed ordinary people greeted them with a smile, so that the women in the crowd were dazzled and their hearts beat faster.

"Hay! Haru's feelings towards Mr. Ganga seem to have been strongly impacted, and he is about to shake..."

The sorrel-haired girl with ponytails held the short-haired girl beside her and screamed softly while covering her face.

The women present were all fascinated by this group of seven Fu Sangshen who can be called the masculinity.

"...Uh, Tsuna, come and sit down."

The young boy who has always been unaware of the appearance of his swords and swords suddenly discovered this time that the faces of the Fusangshen seemed very handsome...

"I'm going to hold an outdoor barbecue tonight. Fortunately, the front yard is very big. We can watch the stars while grilling at night!"

The sky was slightly orange, and the sunset began to come from the sky. The front yard was hung with many colorful lights by Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an. After the electricity was turned on, colorful lights shone on the courtyard, which was very beautiful.

Ashbel has long covered the distant hillsides, cherry trees, and mountains in the backyard by manipulating the sundial. At this moment, in the eyes of Tsunayoshi and the others, this is just an old Japanese-style manor surrounded by tall white walls. .

"Let me introduce, California Kiyomitsu, Yamato Mori Anding, Mikazuki Munechi, Izumi Mori Kanesada, Yaken Toshiro, Odeno Taimitsu, and Iwan Rong. Their names are easy to remember, and the famous swords in Japanese history are exactly the same. "

Because the young boy's attitude was too aboveboard, it was natural that Tsunaji and the others didn't have any strange guesses. Everyone was just a little surprised that their name had the same name as the famous swordsmen, and nothing else.

Only Reborn lowered his head and stroked the little green gecko in silence.

"Ashubel! We also found a music playing machine in the warehouse!"

Qingguang raised his hand, revealing a large speaker sideways.

"Oh! That's what I brought back! Ahaha, it really came in handy."

Yan Rong's shark teeth were exposed in a smile, and the two-meter-tall naginata smiled with his chest in his arms.

"So, Tsunayoshi, let's get started!"

Apparently they are about to separate, and the little boy who was still secretly sad about it two weeks ago is no longer depressed. Ashbel wants to face his friends with the happiest smile in the last time together.

What San Riyue said was right, this is a farewell that I will never see again, I only have to create memories without regrets, so that I can only smile when I think about it in the future, this is the most important and the most correct thing.

Pleasant music was played from the stereo, and this CD was given by Manya when he bought the stereo, and the only CDs that Manya of the Tokino Government can send with him are songs related to the sword men.

Although Tsunayoshi and the others didn't recognize this song, Ashbel could hear the voice of Yaken Toshiro in it.

"puff……"

Izumi Mori Kanesada couldn't help laughing, but stopped under the reflection of Yaken Toshiro's cold glasses.

Although Yaken Toshiro was confused, he could hear the voice inside.He has always known that there are many Yaken Toshiro in the Honmaru under the Tokino Government, and there will be many younger brothers and brothers.

This song may be sung by myself and my brothers and sisters in other Honmaru. The happy mood in the song can be clearly felt by Yaken Toshiro.

With an aura of [-] meters, he can make Yan Rong and Izumi Mori Kanesada smile with a frightened dagger. His lavender pupils are curled up behind the glasses. I look forward to it even more.

"I have been looking forward to it all the time, and the rain of longing is falling.

This season filled with the fragrance of flowers is definitely clear in the heart, and the colorful fallen flowers are dancing and falling.

…………

I hope that life will no longer be impermanent, and I will sing and laugh. "

"Gangji, I'm so happy to have you as my friend, so don't forget me in the future!"

The young boy smiled and held Tsunade's hand with tears in his eyes. This was the first friend he made. However, the fact that he would never meet again was before him, but he couldn't explain it clearly, nor could he use a mournful face. Come face Gang Ji and the others.

The boy Gangji thought that there was only a gap in distance between him and Ashbel, and it would be very convenient if he wanted to contact or meet again. The warm brown boy made a serious promise to Ashbel.

"Ashubel, we will definitely meet again."

The super straight feeling in Gangji's heart gave him a sad premonition, but the young Peng Gele Judai still didn't know the reason for all this, he could only solemnly promise to the friends who were about to leave over and over again.

"I will never forget you, Ashbel, I will write to you often, and you also remember to call and write to me when you are stable!"

"kindness!"

The little boy choked his voice and nodded emphatically.

Even if this is a lie, after the "world correction" is completed, the world that has been successfully "corrected" will still be hurt, so no external forces are allowed to intervene, and the "world" will slowly recover by itself.

That is to say, not only can Ashbel no longer come to this world, but the traces of his existence will be gradually erased due to the self-recovery and adjustment of the world.Maybe a few years or even a few months later, everyone including Gang Ji will no longer remember him.

But the memory of him with his friends, Ashbel still remembers, and will never forget.

Reborn may have sensed it, he looked up at Gangji and Ashupel with his coffee in his hand, and then lowered his head to savor the top-quality coffee that he had flown in from Pengo Lie's special plane.

It's time for the stupid gang to grow up...

"...

Depressed feelings, let the sky fly, and may the flowers bloom and the fragrance never fall.

The language of flowers contains the wishes in the heart. Looking back on the past, even if you want to cry, it will be a big loss if you don't laugh together.

May life be no longer impermanent.

... "

"I will, always remember!"

The Yae cherry tree on the hillside not far away fell one after another. The sorrow of the owner of the cherry blossom carrier Honmaru fell quietly, as if influenced by the heart of the owner of Honmaru, the petals fell on the grass with a little bit of moisture, soaking into the In the dirt.

The author has something to say: Heck, that's it, the sad first world.However, I still firmly believe that I am a sweet essay contestant.

The next world will be released tomorrow... There is a bug that makes me think about how to fill it in.

muah!

The song is the seventh episode of Hanamaru ed.nice!recommend!

I'm going to polish up that brain hole and open a pre-acceptance hhhhh