[Comprehensive] Hey, dance with me?

... the chaos is gone.

Rain on August 2205, 7 in the Western calendar

...the mess is back.But come back when you grow up.

...I won't forgive those guys.

Sunny on June 2205, 7 in the Western calendar

The war has begun.

The author has something to say: You can’t believe a single word of the chaotic words in this chapter ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Distressed that the live trial was fooled by the chaotic sauce.

The new article [Zongdao Chaos] Tao Zhiyao has already started the article, and is in the process of saving the manuscript, and it will start publishing when the number of saved manuscripts reaches about [-] words!

...I don't know why I can't see it in the author's column...Obviously I can see it in the backstage_(:з」∠)_

☆, Live strike/Touken Ranbu 05

What is the consequence of us, as god judges, falling in love with the sword and Fusangshen?

Closing the not-so-thick account book in his hands with complicated emotions, the young judge dawdled at the yellowed cover, thinking so.

The adult's room is monotonous black and white, with few decorations...and...

"...too lonely."

"My lord, that Ranto Shiro doesn't need to pity and sympathize with such feelings."

Sanri Yuezong looked at the completely cold teacup in his hand and spoke softly.

"If you feel lonely, how about you spend more time with him, my lord?"

"Hey, Mr. Sanriyue." The juvenile god judge looked at the handbook in front of him, and frowned slightly, "...What do you think the adult gave me such an important thing for?"

"...Even if it's me, I can't see what that Ranto Shiro is thinking." Hahaha laughed a few times, Mikazuki Zongjin put down the teacup in his hand, "After all, although it is a short knife, what that person experienced Things...even if it's the old man, I feel sad."

"...Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~ I can't hear what the lords are talking about~!"

Outside the door, Ranto Shiro put his ear to the door, his face wrinkled into a ball.

Natsuo Toshiro next to him covered the mouth of the tearful Foxosuke with his hands, and Shinano Toshiro with bright red hair also rubbed against Rantoshiro's side.

"What? General, are they talking about that very powerful guy?"

Very powerful guy = chaos with a sword.

Hmm...no problem.

Turning his head around, Natsuo Fujishiro nodded: "According to what Foxanosuke said, it seems that he just came back from Tachiran... But I think the lord seems to be in a bad mood?"

"No, no, brother Natsuo, what you said is so strange!" Ranto Shiro's eyes widened, "That lord is not a swordsman, but he just happened to look like me! Coincidence, coincidence! And what the hell is Taito Ran! "

"Hey? Isn't it?" Daimao moved, "But... isn't that just chaos with a sword?"

"By the way, Brother Nanwei, haven't you seen that lord?" Ranto Shiro looked at him suspiciously.

"Oh... I sneaked a peek at Fox's video, hey, I have to keep it a secret from the first phase brother and the lord~ Do you want Shinano to watch it?"

"You have to see it! I've heard it too!" Shinano Toshiro looked very interested, "Goto and Yaken said it! By the way, I also asked Mr. Horikawa and Mr. Izumi Mori!"

"No, no, that's the point, right?!" Rantoshiro looked at the tearful Foxnosuke in Numeo Toshiro's arms, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Numeo-san, it will be very miserable if the lord finds out about you peeking at the video! "

"That's why I told you to keep it a secret from the lord!"

"Hahaha, children are so energetic."

Click!

The three knives petrified together.

Ranto Shiro turned his head stiffly, and what caught his eye was the dark blue sleeves embroidered with delicate dark patterns.Looking up, a certain most beautiful Five Swords under Heaven looked at them with a smile.

"But eavesdropping is not good."

Ruined…

Mikazuki Zongjin smiled and looked at his lord helplessly reprimanding the three mischievous swords who were sitting obediently, and then glanced at the red bow behind Ranto Shiro's head, and Ranto Shiro's bright eyes.But the eyes of Ranto Shiro came to mind.

Obviously they are all the same azure blue, Rantoshiro is the clear sky, but that... is the cold Dead Sea.

...My lord is right.

Thinking of this, Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled and said, "Since the children all want to see that person so much, how about inviting that adult to your house as a guest?"

"...Mr. Sanriyue?" The young interrogator was a little surprised.

"After all, children love to be lively." Sanri Yuezong covered his mouth and smiled at the meaningful words.

"Besides, that adult will like Awataguchi's children very much."

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"what--?"

In the snow-white room, a young man with beautiful long orange hair let out an exclamation. He looked at the transparent light screen in front of him, and his head was covered with black lines.

"Me? Go to your place? Be a guest?! Are you out of your mind? By the way, how did you know my communication number?!"

"Haha... No, it's really because the chaos and daggers in my family are very curious about you... So Mr. Mikayue suggested inviting you over."

Ignoring the magical hahaha sound coming from the background, Luan frowned and decisively rejected the proposal.

"I dont go."

"Ran, they really want to see you... don't you want to meet the daggers of Awataguchi?"

He got stuck in an instant, scratched his hair a little irritably, sighed, and his tone became flat.

"I don't think so at all. Is this all I want to say? I still have tasks to do next. If there is business, I will contact you another day."

Without further ado, he hung up the communication, lay on his back on the bed, ignored the beeping of the communicator again, and wrapped himself in a quilt.

[The host is big? ] 233 looked a little strange, as if he was in a strange mood, 【What's wrong with you? 】

"I was just thinking about one thing." He revealed his small head, looking at the snow-white ceiling, "...the real Rantoshiro is so cute...something."

There was a purity in those eyes that he would never have.

[? ? ?You are cute too? ] 233, who didn't get what he was talking about at all, was at a loss.

"...I want to go home." The chaotic blue eyes that suddenly came out of such a sentence became a little transparent in an instant, turned around randomly, and buried it in the pillow, "It shouldn't have been teleported randomly in the first place."

【...Are you worried about Awataguchi? ] After hesitating for a moment, 233 spoke briskly, 【You absolutely don't have to worry!You are now unquestionably Ranto Shiro!Although the human design is almost broken...but the law admits that you are, then you are! 】

【And even if we go home, it will only be you and Madame Butterfly!In the first phase, Yizhen and Yaken Toshiro are still exercising in the devil world...]

"..."

【That's right!Host, don't you look at the beautiful clothes in this world?There are also many cute animals and small accessories...]

"..."

[…The host is great, you have experienced so many worlds, you have even experienced the prehistoric period and survived,] 233 looked worriedly at the silent chaos, [how could you be defeated in a small world of swords and swords?] Come on, no! 】

"..."

[Need, do you need me to hug you...] Thinking of the way someone often comforts you, 233 looks at himself, who is completely a ball of light, with some trepidation.

...How to hug this!

"As for me... I can go anywhere, but I can't go home." Luan threw off the quilt and quickly changed into his battle attire.

"I'm going to find a medicine research institute."

【Why…?Why? ! ! ! ] 233 screamed directly, [No way, host, you forgot to fool me...cough!Did you explain what Yaken Toshiro and the others said!You have completely denied the devil himself!If you go to the devil world now, wouldn't you be slapping yourself in the face! 】It still hurts a lot.

"I'm going to find Yaoyan." Eyes wide open, Luan said calmly, "It's okay, the inherent ability can still be used."

【Even if you are hunted down by the moon shaman? 】

"...I feel bad." The little mouth pouted, looking at the mid-air with accusations, "I'm going to find Yaoyan!"

【Why are you so self-willed...】When someone becomes self-willed, 233 can't be persuaded at all. 【If you go to the Demon Realm, it will be terrible!Everything you said before will be overturned... Your lies will be exposed! 】

[You can no longer use the shell of Ranto Shiro! 】

233, who directly made a strong report, got his wish and watched the chaos that finally calmed down.

"...But I just want to go to Yaoyan." She blinked and looked innocent.

【…】

Why do I hate it so much?

Whose host is this? Pull it back quickly, I don't want it anymore!

The author has something to say: the agreed-upon update.

Well, I made a fool of myself...in fact, there are not many, most of them are brain holes_(:з」∠)_

The new article is slowly being archived, and it is estimated that the archived manuscript will not be released until the end of this article.This article is almost over, once the Demon World chapter is over, the Onmyoji chapter will be almost over... Well, by the way, I still owe a special episode _(:з」∠)_

In addition, the expansion of the sword battle... e4 I actually released a Nihuqiu issue, and I didn't see a hair of my uncle... Five hundred battles without my uncle...

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☆, Live strike/Touken Ranbu 06

Willful is willful, but chaos is not the kind of personality that does not know priorities.

That's what he said, but some silly little system seems to take it seriously.

…Although it is true that I want to see Yaoken, it is not absolutely necessary.

Eyes half closed, he patted the battle suit on his body: "I'm joking."

[The host is big!You will lose the lovely 233 (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!]

Silently raising the corners of his mouth, he retracted the Shura knife into the space, raised his hand and put the black military cap aside, and took off the armor on his body.

"Let's go."

【...Host, you don’t really want to go to the Demon Realm, do you? ! 】

"...I said it was a joke."

—————Wanwu Street—————

"Aha…"

"Are you so disappointed?" Looking at his brother who was downcast, Toshiro Natsuo, who was holding grilled squid, reached out and touched Fujishiro's head, "Okay, okay~ And as compensation, the lord let us go shopping~ "

"That's what you say..." Ranto Shiro was a little sullen, "Ummmmmmmm..."

Shinano Fujishiro: "I actually really want to see it."

"Haha..." Ranto Shiro sighed again, "But there's nothing I can do...My lord said that the lord has other things..."

"...Brother Cattail, did you put oil on my hair just now?!"

"Ah? Exposed?"

"mo~! Natsuo Toshiro!" Ranto Toshiro stepped forward and bit off half of the grilled squid in Natsuo Toshiro's hand.

"Ah! My grilled squid!"

"...Children?" Shinano Toshiro looked helplessly at his brothers who were fighting.

Putting down the hair rope in his hand, he glanced randomly at the three people fighting outside the window, a little surprised.But since he is now in the shape of a dagger, the chaotic pupils only shrank slightly and then returned to their original shape.

[This is fate! 】

"..." Ignoring the suddenly excited 233, he glanced randomly at the various hair ties, hair accessories and hair pins on the shelf in front of him.

It is said that it is specially purchased for female god judges and some pseudo-mother god judges... Of course, there are also some swords and swords bought by Fusangshen.

That kid fits…

I took a pink hair rope with a white pompom, stretched out my hand to try the elasticity, and wanted to try it on my head.

After all, he is also 'Ranto Shiro', isn't it...but...

This style is not suitable for him now.

"...That hair tie, doesn't this suit you?"

Sayuri looked at Fu Sangshen who was obviously paler than Ranto Shiro in front of her, and said with a smile, "Hello."

Luan blinked his eyes: "...Hello."

A B-rank god judge?

Seemingly inadvertently glanced at the copper-colored embroidery on the cuff of the girl's priestess uniform, and then at Yiqi Yizhen's right hand cuff embroidered with the same pattern of the same color and pattern behind the girl, Luan suddenly remembered something.

Somewhere on the battle uniform of Touken Fusangshin in this world, there will be embroidery representing his master.But he didn't...

【...Hmmm! 】233 popped up suddenly, 【Host, please don't doubt my ability! 】

[What do you think is the black phoenix butterfly pattern on your neck! 】

Wait, you took Madame Butterfly's representative mark as your identification? !

No longer arguing with 233, he glanced randomly at the young girl's judge: "You, what's the matter?"

The young girl examiner - Sayuri saw the imprint of the black phoenix-tailed butterfly on Luan's neck, and her heart tightened.

S-level god judge mark?But why is it there?

"...I just think that this style of headband is more suitable for Luan Jiang." Sayuri held a crimson headband embroidered with delicate peony patterns, and the color of the pattern was white. "Pink... how should I put it, intuitively It doesn't feel right for you."

...Probably because of temperament?

Because she was used to seeing her little Luanren acting coquettishly and mischievously, Sayuri looked at the pale skin of Luanren Dagger in front of her, her body was much thinner visually, with a cold face, she was inexplicably distressed .

"...Thank you." Luan said softly, still maintaining his indifferent character (?), "But I don't need it."

"...Huh?" Sayuri was stunned.

"Thank you for your concern." He glanced out the window randomly, "I don't need that anymore."

The terminal on her body beeped, and Sayuri watched the Ranren dagger in front of her put on the earphones, but she didn't know what the other party said, and Ranren Fusangshen's expression was a little strange.

"I see."

He lowered his voice, ended the communication indiscriminately, and bowed slightly to the bewildered Sayuri.Then he trotted away from the jewelry store.

"Ah... wait a minute...!" Next...

"It's gone..." Sayuri bit her lips, "Speaking of...the pattern of the phoenix butterfly...the current S-level bosses don't seem to have animal patterns..."

...And those eyes are so cold.

Sayuri was a little worried. She took out her terminal and dialed her senior's communication number:

"Senior? Do you have time now?"

Running fast on the roof of Wanwu Street, he turned over and landed in front of a person in a Lolita-style dress.There was an indifferent light in the blue eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, a red sword pierced through the chest of the girl in front of him without hesitation.

It was quiet for a second.

The chaotic movements were like a signal, and a man in a suit wearing a clown mask and a hyena mask appeared from nowhere and chopped off the girl's head and hands respectively.

Smelly black blood spewed out, and disappeared in black smoke the next second.

"...Time, time back to the army?!"

There was some commotion among the surrounding personnel, but the public relations department was responsible for appeasement and so on, and had nothing to do with their fighting organization.

"The job is done." The man wearing the clown mask nodded to Luan.

Following the man's movements, a group of people in black suits appeared out of nowhere and began to clean up the scene and appease the judges.

And tacitly stayed away from the two wearing masks and the chaos holding the red sword.

Without any expression, he retracted the Taidao in his hand into the space, his eyes deepened.

Then his left hand was grabbed violently.

"!!?" Luan turned his head in an instant, his orange hair flying, and he met a pair of big blue eyes.

The deep sea blue meets the clear blue.

The pupils constricted, the sea blue gradually faded, and the blue that was exactly the same as the dagger Fusangshen in front of him came into view.He moved his tightly grasped left wrist, but didn't dare to use too much force.

Ranto Shiro hugged Ran's left arm neatly, and looked at him with a pair of big eyes in surprise and joy.

"grown ups!"

There was pure joy in those eyes.

Luan was slightly taken aback.With complicated eyes, he looked at Ranto Shiro... and the red bow behind his head.

This kid... is still wearing this.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, as he often did to him, he nodded Rantoshiro's nose, his blue eyes looked at the small dagger gently.

"I'm at work now, I'll chat with you later, huh?"

Ranto Shiro blushed the moment the final particle fell.

The author has something to say: ... I didn't get my uncle, I went to 7-3 when I was doing daily work, and I got a tortoise shell... Meow meow?

However, I still don’t have little luck and uncle number (indifferent)

Next, in order to celebrate the acquisition of the tortoise shell Zhenzong... I will update it for four consecutive days... Mmm!

Thanks Cecilia for the little baby mine!mwah!

☆, Live strike/Touken Ranbu 07

Wearing white gloves, he packed all the foreign dresses scattered on the ground in a transparent plastic bag. He reached out and touched the black powder under the foreign dress. After thinking for a while, he took off the glove on his left hand.

The touch of particles is felt on the fingertips.

It is a human bone.

Luan stood up, the hem of the jacket like a short skirt fluttered lightly with Luan's movements, ignoring the comments of the isolated people around him, and caught sight of Ranto Shiro obediently standing aside from the corner of his eye.

Mixed feelings.

He looks like a dagger, thanks to that kid for being able to recognize it.

Rantoshiro waved his hand happily when he saw the sight of Luan looking over.

"Know?" The clown mask suddenly said.

"...That's right." Luan stretched out his hand and handed the plastic bag in his hand to the clown mask, "You take this back to the headquarters and give it to the person in the research department, as well as the black powder."

"I understand." The clown mask nodded and said, "You must be invited to the banquet tonight. This is what the boss said."

Luan is a bit of a headache, he doesn't like troublesome things very much, but...why did 233 set up such a troublesome identity?

"…I see."

Both the clown and the hyena disappeared in place, took off the other glove, took the two gloves in their hands, and shook them lightly.

Orange-red flames consumed the white gloves.

He took the disinfectant handkerchief from the man in the black suit with a blank expression on his face, and wiped his fingers clean bit by bit.

Rantoshiro blinked his eyes and muttered: "...It really seems like..."

Like the family leader sitting on a high platform in the underworld movie that the lord showed him.

...In Goto's words...it feels a bit like the final boss.

But really handsome! ! !

Ranto Shiro's eyes were shining brightly after witnessing the battle scene in less than five seconds.

Luan turned around and looked at Ranto Shiro, after thinking for a while, waved at Ranto Shiro, and watched the little dagger happily running over: "I'll take you back."

"Hey? Can you?!"

"It's ok, the work has come to an end." Luan raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "It's just right, I have something to do with your lord."

When Rantoshiro found Nanwei Toshiro and the others, the sun was already setting, and Rantoshiro looked at Nanwei Toshiro, who was soaked all over his body, and was confused: "Brother Nanwei, what are you doing?"

"Brother Cattail accidentally fell into the pool while feeding the pigeons." Shinano Toshiro shrugged.

"Ahaha... failure, failure." Wiping his face with water, Toshiro Natsuo still smiled happily.

"Really... hurry back to Honmaru!" Ranto Shiro was a little worried, "Even though we are fusangshen, we can't toss ourselves like this, brother cattail!"

"I said it was careless!"

————Hit the Maru———

Luan, who sent a message to a certain boy with a terminal on the way, saw a certain figure at the gate without any surprise.

"Lord!"

The three knives beside him ran forward cheerfully, looking at Yiqi Yishin who was brought out by the boy, holding the drenched Naomi Toshiro to change clothes, Shinano Fujishiro followed Yiqi Yishin, instead Ranto Shiro hesitated for a moment, looked back at Ran, and then at his lord before he was taken away by Yi Qi.

"...You, is it okay to use this look?" The young man looked at the messy look with a complicated expression.

"It doesn't matter." Luan curled the corner of his mouth and pointed at himself, "At least someone knows my information... Well, occasionally I will change back to the shape of a short knife easily."

"By the way, you said in the communication that you have something to ask me tonight..." The young man walked beside Luan, seeing the orange-haired young man's eyes flickering with malicious intent, his heart filled with an ominous premonition.

"Ah, that~" The end of the sentence rose, and he smiled wildly, quite calmly, "It's a banquet."

"Because the chief said that you can bring a female companion, I came to you~"

Commander-in-Chief of Fighting Guan: No, I didn't say that.

"..." Having a bad premonition experience, the boy spoke with the last glimmer of hope.

"My girlfriend... me?"

"Yes~" Luan's smile was extraordinarily bright, "Don't worry~ I have a lot of cute dresses here."

After all, I am a man who owns Miracle Nuan.

"Listen to seniors and bosses~ boy~"

Looking at the messy smile, the boy silently closed his mouth.

Eight ten in the evening.

A silver-haired boy in a tuxedo, wearing a little black dress, stepped into the rather old-fashioned elevator in front of him.

It's not really great to change into women's clothing...

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, touched the fox mask of the same style as Luan on his face, turned his head and asked, "My lord, are we...?"

The long hair was tied up into a small ball, revealing the white neck, and the blue eyes under the fox mask were slightly shining.The corner of Luan's mouth raised a mocking arc.

"I said it all, 'banquet'."

The elevator stopped with a bang, and the two stepped out together.

"It's just a killing banquet."

The boy was startled, and his body stiffened unconsciously for a moment.

"You will experience it sooner or later," the chaotic and calm voice came into the young man's ears, "as long as you want to join the combat level."

The so-called banquet is to organize the strongest combat force available to violently clear out the confirmed Dark Fall Honmaru.

It must be cleaned completely without leaving a single piece of debris.

Walking into a wide hall with chaotic steps, the boy looked around, adding the two of them, there were no more than 15 people in the hall.

Both men and women wear very formal suits and dresses, with a white rose pinned to their chests.

The boy suddenly discovered that the clothes they were wearing, whether they were suits or dresses, were all black.

...are mourning clothes.

Shocked, the young man looked at Luan beside him, and on Luan's chest was also pinned a white rose.

The black dress and mourning clothes accompanied by Luan's faint smile, looked weird no matter how you looked at it.

"Good evening, gentlemen."

In the middle of the empty hall, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared. The man was not wearing a mask, and looked around the hall with eagle-like eyes.

"The target is, Area A, No. T0X650 Honmaru."

"Then, the 'banquet' has begun."

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth curled up stiffly.

"I wish you all good fortune."

"That man is the chief," Luan Yun calmly explained to the young man, "The one with the clown mask is No. 66. He has a more serious personality, and his code name is Joker; the girl with two ponytails in the Mickey Mouse mask is a fake girl, and she is ranked No. 15." , with a more arrogant personality..."

"My serial number is 266, and the name I landed on is Heisawa." Turning around, he dragged the young man towards the teleportation array, "If you have any difficulties, you can go to the medical department under my banner to find someone named 'Tao Ji'." people."

"You..." The young man's face was not very good, "Why does it feel like you are explaining the funeral."

"...How is it possible." He gave him a blank look, "I'm just saying something that basically all combat agencies know. Of course, I knew the people in the medical department before."

"Then you...why are you telling me this..." The boy pursed his lips as he looked at the messy profile.

Luan paused strangely, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "I just thought... If I want to get closer to Xiao Luan, is it to please you, the lord?"

"……what?"

The author has something to say: Today's update is over!

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☆, Live strike/Touken Ranbu 08

That Honmaru looks no different from an ordinary Honmaru.

The boy obediently followed Luan's side, watching the surrounding people quickly disperse in a second, and he was the only one left in front of the gate of Honmaru to follow Luan.

"...My lord, are we going to enter through the main entrance?"

"Yeah~" Luan was quite calm, "ah, but don't worry, I brought you here just for you to observe and observe, and I won't let you do it... because I let you estimate that you will be killed in the next second."

"Even if you're an S-rank god judge, you'll still have outstanding spiritual power without combat training."

"...I feel so useless when you say that." Obviously, there are no more than a hundred S-level interrogators.

"If you look at you purely as a god judge, then you are very good," Luan stopped in front of the gate, raised his hand to cover the black gate, "but we are now the people of the combat organization."

"That means I'm not qualified yet." The boy was not emotional, because if he passed, he would not be a candidate.

"Correct answer." The corners of her exposed lips slightly raised, and she said softly, "Sa, the 'banquet' has begun."

As soon as the voice fell, the door in front of him was shattered with a "bang" by the spiritual power in his hands. The sound of shattering the door was like a signal, and there was a roar like a time-traveling army from afar.

Cleaning up Honmaru was a routine for those guys.

Not in a hurry, he walked slowly in the corridor with a relaxed posture, and the way he strolled in the courtyard seemed to make people think that this was his home.

But the young man didn't ignore that every time Luan took a step, there would be red ripples under his feet, and the red ripples were composed of characters one by one.

"Study hard." Luan said without looking back.

"Okay!" The young man was in a complicated mood.

...My lord, you are teaching me, isn't it because of Ranto Shiro in my Honmaru?

The boy who caught the point strangely twitched the corner of his mouth.

...Forget it or don't ask, I always feel that it will be more frustrating if I ask.

Withdrawing his thoughts, the boy realized that he had drawn a considerable distance from Luan, and trotted forward.

"Roar--"

A chill surged up his back, and the boy subconsciously rolled forward to avoid the saber light.

The black figure in front of him, judging from his figure, seemed to be a short knife.

The young man's heart was full of alarm bells. He looked at the dark falling dagger shrouded in black smoke in front of him, and he didn't dare to make any moves.

"Do you know why the government wants to clean up the dark fallen Honmaru?" Luan walked to the boy's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, don't lie on the ground, do you think I was just teaching you just now?"

"..." The boy's face turned pale. He really felt the fear of death just now. He took a deep breath. The boy adjusted himself and stood up, but the dark-falling dagger remained motionless, "... It’s because, after the Dark Fall, whether it’s a swordsman or a god judge will be very dangerous.”

"This is one of the reasons." Luan directly untied the hair tie that tied his hair, a head of smooth long hair poured down, a red spiritual power thread was wrapped around the fingers of his right hand, and on the other end was wrapped around the dark fallen dagger user He couldn't move.

"The most important reason is that Dark Fall is contagious."

"Even a slight dark fall will infect the entire Honmaru, and even the God-inspectors will definitely not be spared."

"And to purify the dark... unless you have the power comparable to a god, you should still be a high-ranking god."

Luan tightened his fingers, moved his lips, and the black smoke around Anqiu's short knife paused for a moment, and the next second, Anqiu's knife was instantly cut by the entangled red thread.The moment it was cut open, the blood-red eyes of the Dark Falling Dagger turned into clear gold.

Those clear golden eyes were full of chaotic figures.

Thank you...chaos nii...

It wasn't until the dagger disappeared that the boy came back to his senses.

"Let's go." After a pause of two seconds, Luan said, "The next target location is the Tianshou Pavilion."

"Okay..." The young man kept up with Luan's footsteps, "Are you going to the god judge in this pill?"

"Yes." The long orange hair drew an arc in the air, and said softly, "Because it needs to be cleaned up completely."

"Is it completely...?" The young man paused, his tone a little low, "I always feel... so sad."

"That's because you're not used to it yet." Luan dawdled with the fingers of his right hand, his eyes half closed.

"…Used to it."

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Cleaning up took a lot of time.

The young man glanced at the moon that had reached its highest point in the night sky, then at the mess who had completed the task and took off his mask to reveal a beautiful face, then glanced at the corpse covered in white cloth in the castle tower, and asked softly: "My lord, is this counted?" Is it over?"

"Ah, yes." Luan turned around, his blue eyes sparkling slightly, "The rest of the swordsmen will be taken care of by others."

"Really..." The young man turned his head and saw that Luan's eyes had turned dark blue, he paused slightly, his fingers moved slightly, and the young man suddenly said, "Haven't you thought about finding another judge?"

Breathing stagnantly, looking at the serious-looking young man in front of him, he suddenly smiled: "You still ask me such an insignificant question under such circumstances."

"I, I don't need a god judge anymore."

"However... what you said before that is actually true."

"Before?" The young man was slightly taken aback, "...what did I say before?"

Luan shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand and patted the boy's head: "I... the reason why I like Xiao Luan is because I saw myself in him a long time ago."

"...As for me, I'm probably going to die soon. So you're right about telling the funeral."

His whole body was cold, and the boy's pupils constricted. He looked at the calm and chaotic smile in front of him, and suddenly thought of something: "Is it because... I found a reason for you to investigate that matter..." That's why the upper management...

With a snap, he patted the young man's head vigorously, and said indiscriminately, "You've been thinking about something all day long in your little head."

Sighing: "I just simply have time to come."

"It's hard work from a child to an adult~?"

Human experimentation.

Four words popped up in the boy's mind instantly.That's the information I got from that handbook.

"You are a good boy, so don't imitate me." Luan opened his arms and hugged the boy, "If possible, I would like you to inherit my name after you officially enter the combat level."

"The name... is... that code name?" The boy bit his lips in a slightly nasal voice.

"That's..." Luan slightly closed his eyes, "Where is my lord's name?"

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"...my lord is so slow."

Rantoshiro nestled on the sofa, watching the clock on the wall ticking past two o'clock.He yawned a little tiredly.

"Hahaha, maybe it's time to come back."

Sanri Yuezong looked at the book in his hand, smiled and said: "If you are sleepy, you can go back to sleep first."

"Not sleepy, not sleepy!" Shaking his head, he rubbed his face randomly.

…and yawned again.

The hour hand wobbled past three o'clock, Tsukimune Mikami got up and took the blanket, covering Ranto Shiro who was sleeping on the sofa.

At this time, there was a slight turning sound of the doorknob.

There was a crisp bird song in his ears, Ranto Shiro frowned, muttered a few words, pulled the soft quilt over his head, and rubbed the soft pillow sideways.

Huh?Pillow?

Sitting up from the bed in a jerk, Ranto Shiro looked at the layout of the room, a little dazed.

The layout of the room is elegant and simple, and the daisy flowers under the window still have some morning dew on them.Black lotus flowers are painted on the barrier door of the Japanese style, and the straight three-legged copper incense burner on the wooden cabinet is still emitting wisps of green smoke.