The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

Fu Sangshen with pale blond hair stopped in his tracks.

He gave a soft "Huh", and under the military boots, the broken branches made a slight sound.

"Didn't you put a lot of protective formations..." He narrowed his eyes, and the vertical pupils in those eyes shone with a strange light.

"Oh, it seems that the judge is no longer here."

As if complaining, he said to the green-haired Fusangshen behind him, "Brother Maru, it's all because of you, we came late."

"Brother, brother, how can you say it's because of me... Obviously, it's obviously brother who forgot the original passage..."

Keimaru looked a little aggrieved, but he obediently lowered his head when he saw Higekiri's increasingly dangerous smile.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Higakiri, although Higakiri's memory is a bit confused sometimes, and he is always frivolous and loose on weekdays, but he is still very concerned about this matter.

However, on that day, even though Mustache discovered a hidden passage and took advantage of a loophole in the formation, he still failed to take away that lovely god judge...

Thinking of this, Higiri couldn't help but licked his canines.

And the second chance, they also failed to grasp it...and even fell into a somewhat passive situation. If the two brothers Taro and Jiro hadn't opened the barrier in the end, the consequences would not be optimistic.

Later, they also knew that the god judge was taken back by those Honmaru's swords, but this time, the entire Honmaru was hidden, and even Higiri couldn't perceive his position.

And now, all the forbidden spells have been erased, and the result is self-evident——

——The god judge has already left.The swords of this Honmaru took the initiative to remove all protection...

It's like being disheartened.

He easily found a way to go in, and the fingers in black gloves point to the air.

All of a sudden, shallow ripples swelled in the air, engulfing Fu Sangshen in it.

Seeing this scene, Kenmaru, who was behind him, quickly followed.

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The entire Honmaru was filled with a faint breath of death, as if all living matter had disappeared, leaving only an emotion called despair.

Mustache frowned slightly, although his own personality was extremely weird, but such strong despair made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Keimaru, who was following behind him, carefully drew out his sword, keeping his eyes on the surrounding environment for fear of any accidents.

Although according to the data, those Sword Fusangshen should no longer have the ability to fight, but...

The departure of the god judge was like a strong stroke on the unformed beast, making them completely lose the shackles and restraints they should have...

"Oh, I like killing ghosts the most."

Hikiri said with a smile, sensed the movement in front of him, and drew out the dagger from his waist gracefully.

"Lord, Lord..."

It was a strange tone, which sounded slowly behind the dead wood.

"Is the master you... Are you here to find Hotaru?"

That Fusangshen's voice was very soft, as if full of joy and anticipation, but it made Kewan frowned involuntarily.

——Because that voice has a strong hoarse and rough texture, just like the sound of long fingernails scratching wood chips.

——That's not the sound Fusangshen should make normally.

There was a strong guard in the eyes of the knee ball, and when he was about to make a killer move, he was held down by his elder brother.

"Ah, brother Maru, don't be so nervous, it should be our kind."

He heard his elder brother say so.

"Same, same kind...are you kidding me? Those swords should not be..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kagemaru suddenly opened his eyes wide!

A hand gently protruded from behind the dead wood. There were countless sword marks on the originally white and tender hand, as if it had been cut by something.

Hotaru poked his head out, and when he saw Hikiri and Kemaru, the two Token Fusangshin, he didn't show the same guarded expression as before, just like looking at two strangers.

He just sighed, then lowered his head again, with a dull expression on his face...

He sighed because...they were not his little masters.

And his little master chose to leave a long time ago and never came back.

"Hotaru...is really Hotaru, how did you become what you are now?"

Fu Sangshen in the green-haired military uniform had a strange expression on his face. He glanced at his elder brother, only to find that his elder brother had an expression of "as expected".

In front of them, Fu Sangshen called Hotaru just sat on the ground, all the clothes on his body were in a torn state, it was two pairs of white arms covered with scars.

The green-eyed boy raised his arms, his voice was soft, as if he had no strength.

"Are you talking about this? Ah... this, it's Hotaru, it's my punishment..."

As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower.

"The master also has these scars. He was injured because of us... So, we have to redouble our efforts to create more wounds on ourselves."

--madman……!

Keimaru clenched the Taidao in his hand warily, he could already feel... the smallest Odachi in front of him was already a little out of order.

——To be precise, it is on the verge of a dark fall.

Compared with his brother's nonchalant expression, Kagemaru thought more, he was thinking, whether the entire Honmaru's swords... have become like Hotaru?

——This situation is too dangerous and too bad!

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he heard the green-eyed boy continue to say softly:

"But I also know... no matter what... no matter how much Hotaru hurts herself, the master will not feel bad..."

"—Master won't come back..."

Hotaru said, closing his eyes.

He curled himself up, hugged his knees with his small hands, and buried his head in his arms, as if trying to shield everything.

--good chance? !

Kagemaru's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to chop Hotaru under the sword!

And at this moment, his elder brother who was watching a show at the side blocked his sword again.

He heard his elder brother ask in a seductive tone:

"It's so depressing, do you want to make a deal with us... Xiaoyingwan?"

"How about you bring your little master back and we get what we want?"

"Master, master..."

When Hotaru heard these words, his eyes lit up, as if he had come back to life.

He raised his head, looked at Hikakiri, and asked, "Do you know where the master...is now?"

"I know, of course I know."

Hidekiri's smile seemed to be malicious, and his voice was soft.

"Your little master was taken away by the legendary sword ancestor..."

"—He is now in the Government of Time."

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"So, why are you here to teach me today... Karasuma-sama?"

Qiao Ran's face tensed slightly, he looked at the young man with crow feathers in gorgeous feather weaving, and asked aloud.

"Why don't you want to see my father, or do you want to see them more?"

Karasuma raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Or is that Fox's help?"

"However, you can't see it now even if you want to. After all, they are still on the battlefield of the night battle."

Karasuma rested her chin and said, counting the time.

As the ancestor of swords and swords, of course, he also has a sense of proportion. Although night battles are somewhat disadvantageous for Taidao, those Taidaos are primitive blades after all, and their combat power is not comparable to that of ordinary Honmaru imitations.

Therefore, a mere night battle is not a threat to them, but only a little trouble.

Qiao Ran heard the dangerous meaning in Xiao Karasuma's words, and immediately waved his hands and said, "...I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

"I really hope you can guide me, but sometimes I worry that it will affect Mr. Karasuma... After all, Mr. Karasuma is busy with work."

Hearing Qiao Ran's explanation, Karasuma just slightly hooked her lips.

Obviously, he was not too satisfied.

"Forget it, I won't fight with you anymore."

Karasuma glanced at the sword that was still beside Qiao Ran. Although he had told the young man that he didn't need to maintain it deliberately, it was obvious that the young man had carefully wiped the sword every day. The crescent-like pattern was even more It shines brightly in the sunlight.

"Tell me, where have you read the book recently?"

Karasuma was sitting upright. At this time, he was more like a strict teacher than Tsurumaru, who was a bit joking before, and Foxanosuke, who was acting like a baby with him all day.

"Before, Tsurumaru Palace told me about some spirit bodies..."

Qiao Ran expressed his opinion, "I think that when I met Your Excellency Sanriyue that day, it was in the form of a spirit body."

Xiao Karasuma nodded to Qiao Ran and said, "The analysis is good, let's go on."

"So I was thinking, if I can grasp all the contents of the spirit body... Is it possible to meet Lord Sanriyue again in my dream?"

"Even... able to bring him back."

"It's actually a good idea, kid."

Karasuma nodded encouragingly to Qiao Ran, but the content of the words was not polite.

"However, it's just an idea. If you want to implement it successfully...it's almost impossible."

Qiao Ran: ...

"First point, the reason why you were able to see Sanriyue in the dream that time was because of good luck, when the spirit body occasionally left the soul, it was caught by the remaining spiritual power of this sword."

As Karasuma said, he pointed to the Taidao that Qiao Ran had placed by his side.

"Second point, I have to say that your luck is still good."

"During that day, you didn't meet other ghosts... Otherwise, even if Father wants you to wake up safely, he can't do it."

Then Karasuma held out her third finger.

"The third point... is also the most important point. If Weifu's guess is correct, the chains and will-o'-the-wisps that bind Sanriyue are not something you can undo."

"Unless... one day you can have the same strength as a father."

Qiao Ran pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"So these things... you'd better stop thinking about it."

Little Karasuma picked up the book on the table, and he said to Qiao Ran, "Has Tsurumaru befriended you before...Have you learned to actively control the spirit body and left the body?"

"I haven't fully grasped it yet..."

"Oh...that's it, that's very simple."

Karasuma raised her chin, with an unpredictable smile on her lips.

"—Then take off your clothes first."

After hearing this, the silver-haired boy opened his eyes slightly, and was no longer as calm as before.

"W-why... take off your clothes?"

After listening to Qiao Ran's question, Karasuma walked over slowly.

The crow-haired boy lifted Qiao Ran's chin with his fingers, and said softly:

"If you don't take off your clothes, how can Father teach you?"

"—As a father, you also have to take off your clothes."