The golden finger of my family's god judge is the bloodline of the onmyoji assistant shikigami

"Everyone, I will no longer be able to fight with you in the next battle... However, I will not cowardly escape with death, and I swear by the name of the first Goddess of the current government!

I would like to be transformed into a cherry blossom, and the dark breath will not disperse for a day, and the sky will not be clear for a day, so I will guard the day, and all those who have a bright heart and are unwilling to fate will receive the protection of their hearts! "

As Yuma said, Kikko Sadamune is not Yukio Honmaru's sword.But his former master was familiar with Xue Ji, and he had fought with Xue Ji from the beginning of the catastrophe... until the end.

"Xue, I'm sorry, I really can't hold on anymore..." The poetic and beautiful woman lay in Xue Ji's arms, her face like gold paper, "The only eight swords I have left can only I entrust it to you, please be sure..."

"Don't worry," Xue Ji smiled softly, and gently shook her friend in her arms like coaxing a child, "I will definitely take care of them, and I won't let..."

"No." The woman who was as calm as a chrysanthemum also bent her lips hard, "You are our hope. I don't ask you to take care of and protect them, but I hope...you can make them die well...can you promise me? ?”

"Tch, you really underestimated me! Don't worry, they...we will all be fine..."

The woman in her arms finally let go of her last thoughts, she lost her figure with a smile, Xue Ji sighed softly, the departure of her best friend did not make her sad for too long, after all, the day that belongs to her will come sooner or later, but ... Before that, I must give that bastard hiding in the dark depths a big "surprise"!

Several handsome men with swords lined up in front of Xue Ji. The leader was dressed in white formal attire, and even dust and blood stains could not damage his noble and elegant charm.

"Your master... has lost his spirit, and handed you over to me. I will confirm now, whoever is unwilling to continue fighting, I will cut off the contract with him, let him go, and live and die on his own."

No one spoke, Xue Ji looked directly at Guijia Zhenzong with sharp eyes, "My lord servant?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I didn't expect Qing, who is so noble and elegant, would choose you as the first servant? It's too superficial to choose someone based on face..." Mei Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, and the examiner lightly patted the sword with his hand, which was used to holding a sword and bow. He slapped the knife on his suit, and tidied up the young man's tie jerky, only to be a little embarrassed to find that the tie was even more out of shape.

"Hehe...you don't have to be like this. The previous master planned the plan and arranged the following things. We have no doubts about this. From this moment on,"

Guijia Zhenzong took three steps back, and took the lead in kneeling in front of Xue Ji, "You will be my only master. We will guard you loyally until the body of the broken knife dies, and the reincarnation will follow you , to die..."

On the day of the decisive battle, the spirit power of the last judge exploded above the tree of time, changing the color of the world for the second time.

Xue Ji's spiritual power materialized into red cherry blossoms, which scattered like rain and snow, and melted into the bodies of all the surviving fusangshen present under the tree.

The spiritual power in the body is boiling, and the soul seems to have been purified and sublimated, and there has been a qualitative change.Guijia Zhenzong knew that he had become different, he had inherited the power of his master, and those filthy dark forces could no longer damage him, but what was the use of that!No matter whether it was Qing Ji who was as pale as a chrysanthemum or Xue Ji who was as fierce as a cherry blossom, I couldn't protect myself... What's the use of living if I can't protect my master's sword!

It was as if a fire had ignited in his chest, remelting himself.The master's voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Hey, you who can hear this last words are the swords I have chosen. Please remember that you are definitely not swords without an owner, just like your former master entrusted you to me at the last moment. Now, I I also entrust you to him... My successor will succeed me and continue to lead you until the glory of the past is restored. He will lead you to realize the bright future we have fought to the death!

Unfortunately, because you were not summoned by me, I cannot hand you over to him, but please believe that your heart and spirit will guide you to the place of light...

One day, we... will be able to meet again! "

In a trance, Guijia Zhenzong seemed to have lost all his strength, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.

This young man is the successor appointed by His Royal Highness Xue Ji...Master...

Da Dao didn't say a word, because he knew what he said at this time, and the boy couldn't hear it, so the only way is to do this, master, Wanwang can get your forgiveness, and apologize to you for my self-righteousness and stupidity...

A bluish-white aura lit up from Da Dao's body, and the sword tent of the God-inspector lit up again, and Youzhen immediately spotted the figure of the tortoise-shaped Zhenzong.

"I am Guijia Zhenzong. The origin of the name is up to your imagination. Forgive me for not remembering the last order left by His Royal Highness Xue Ji...my lord."

Everyone else frowned and looked at the judge. Jiro seemed to want to say something, but his brother covered his mouth.Yamabuki Kunihiro looked at Kikko Sadamune very unkindly, and even Mukichi silently said in his heart——

Don't accept his allegiance, this Kikko Sadazong... intends to hurt you, he doesn't deserve your forgiveness and protection at all!

But how could Yuu miss his sister's sword?If the character can't speak, then communicate through spiritual power. It doesn't matter if there is darkness in front of you. The character information panel is not affected, and the mini map is the same. Everyone is around, so what is there to worry about?It's much better than the last time the character was on the verge of collapse.

As if sensing the surrender of Da Dao, the young man smiled and stretched out his hand in the direction of Kikko Sadamune, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer my question, I already have the answer in my heart...

Welcome, Kikko Sadamune, let's get along well! "

It was red like rain, and in the astonishing gaze of the tortoise Zhenzong, peach blossoms bloomed layer upon layer around the young man.A pink spiritual flow flowed out from the God Judge, surrounding everyone present.

Master... I really can't do anything about you...

Wuji Zhenzong laughed while crying, and the golden spiritual power merged into the spiritual flow.Well, forget it, it seems that only I will work harder in the future and bring you more luck... Don't worry, we will definitely win!

What other people do has nothing to do with me, because it is your order, so even if I hate it, I will try my best to accept it... It is really not easy to become your first masterpiece...

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro put on his cloak again and returned to his usual appearance. The white and pink spirits were entangled together, unable to distinguish...or separate!

With a smiling face, Qing Jiang looked at the smiling young man in a daze, his ribs were barely sheathed, he reached out to touch his lips, and shook his head helplessly.This time is not counted, master, one day, I will let you really dye my color... At that time, you are not allowed to refuse!

Ah~ so beautiful... Jiro raised his hand and grabbed the peach blossoms floating beside him, seeing these beautiful crimson and light red flowers turn into aura again, sinking into his palm quickly... a warm and intoxicating feeling like the spring sun, It makes people drunk...

"Master's situation, what does His Majesty Suzumaru think?" Taro Tachi walked up to the silent Seng Dao, with a solemn expression, "I am not very optimistic about Master's body. The vitality of his body is fading. Although it is very slow, although...our strength can supplement it, although the master's spiritual power is unprecedentedly powerful...but unless...he can become a true god, otherwise it will be difficult to escape without the physical body... ..."

"Nan Wu Miao Fa Hua Lian Sutra." Suzhu Wan Hengji finally raised his head, as calm and introverted as ever, but his reddish eyes revealed a maddened determination to win.

In such a war-torn world and the Dharma-ending age, I have already made up my mind to suffer from the dharma.Although everything is suffering and everything is impermanent, if the sad fate cannot be reversed...

Master, please pray for me, and Shuzhuwan will do it for you... Go to the underworld, go to hell!

Sure enough, the countdown speed under the "abnormal" state is constantly accelerating. It seems that the spiritual power of the sword is indeed omnipotent. Yuma nodded secretly. Judging by this fading speed, at most one day should be able to see the light again. This state... Enough is enough!I'd rather not be able to move my whole body than not be able to see or hear again!

Why?Who is coming?Is it... Shuzhuwan?

Youzhen only felt that the other party picked up his hand, and the slightly cool fingertips kept writing words repeatedly in the palm of his hand.

"Ah, I see...it's so itchy, counting beads..."

The young man withdrew his hand with a smile, rubbed the palm of his hand by the way, turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to find the correct position of Shuzhuwan, but after trying twice in a daze, he gave up and picked a direction at random. Tilting his head, there was a trace of helplessness in his smile.

"What are you going to do? You are still worried that I will be afraid. I am so weak in your eyes. Come on, do you want to comfort me? Or... want to kiss me? Hahaha, just kidding, you are not Smiling Qingjiang..."

Suddenly, Youzhen felt that he was being carefully hugged into his arms, and a trace of cold fragrance mixed with a little bit of sweet smell of blood rushed into the nostrils of the god judge, counting the beads and pills, what are you going to do?

Yuma wouldn't know that the blade of the Taidao was emitting a dazzling light at this time, and the blade, handle, and back of the blade began to become transparent. The only thing that was clear and brighter was the core of the sword, where the pure gold that contained all the power of Fu Sangshen ...

I, in the long time of change, have been looking for what Buddhism and Taoism are. I protect Buddhism and Taoism as a weapon. Is such an existence wrong?I've been confused by this...

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to prove my true enlightenment, my master...

Counting beads and pills for a long time, I hope you will be safe and smooth for a long time!

The author has something to say:

I really didn't intend to write like this...I don't know why my pen is swollen...I can't control it...

That... Do you want to have a gorgeous reversal in the back?Or just let Shuzhuwan continue the life of the master, seeking benevolence and benevolence?

I always feel that writing him to death is too bloody, but if I don't write him to death, I have been tortured by meatballs... Huh! ╭(╯^╰)╮