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

——So... have I been hijacked?

Qiao Ran was quite calm at this moment.

Because this is not the first time he has encountered such a bad situation... Although, this time is indeed the worst situation.

——Be sure to stay calm...you can't just get flustered like this, otherwise the initiative will be handed over to others.

He didn't know this short sword fusangshen before, and until now, Qiao Ran didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

All the information in his mind was constantly turning over, Qiao Ran pursed his lips and wanted to get up.

Now this posture is not good for him, the dagger Fusangshen is supporting it with his hands, lying on his body, on that handsome and clean face, there is a kind of hiding in the face that makes Qiao Ran feel shuddering The madness beneath the calm exterior.

——For some reason, he reminded himself of another Fusangshen.

——The Taidao also from Awataguchi... one strike at a time.

Qiao Ran stretched out his hand and pushed Yaken Toshiro's hand away a little.

However, this time the onset period has not been completely relieved, Qiao Ran felt that he was a little out of strength, his body seemed to have no bones, and that hand was lightly placed on Yaoken Fujishiro's shoulder like this.

——This action is not so much a refusal...it's more like a disguised pandering.

At least, at this moment, the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth deepened a little.

"The general is really knowledgeable about current affairs."

The black-haired boy who looked a little frail showed a deep smile.

He put Qiao Ran's hand on his shoulder to his lips and kissed it lightly.

However, when he called Qiao Ran "General", it didn't have a hint of respect, but seemed a bit joking.

For Yaoken Fujishiro, this word is just a tool to tease Qiao Ran, and he has no respect for Qiao Ran.

After all, the reason why this young man was able to be taken into captivity by them was only because of his huge and somewhat strange spiritual power.

--only……

Yaken Toshiro frowned slightly, and he remembered what Taro Tachi had said to him before.

There are some problems with this young man's body, and, judging from the current situation, he needs to be infused with different spiritual powers to continue his life.

It's just that what Taro Tachi didn't say clearly is...the demand for spiritual power far exceeds what they can afford.

Somehow Taro Tachi hides this.

——Because he knew that once this was known by Mustache and the others, the fate of this god judge might be the same as that of the previous ones.

——become... the nourishment of this Maru.

Yaken Toshiro looked speculatively at Qiao Ran below him for a while.

Qiao Ran also did not expect that he would be so weak, he wanted to withdraw his hand——

——He is actually a bit of a clean freak, and he doesn't like to make such an intimate move with a stranger, or even a hostile person.

Unexpectedly, Yaken Toshiro loosened the shackles slightly, and Qiao Ran's hand was able to be withdrawn smoothly.

Dagger Fusangshen propped himself up, stood on the ground again, and straightened his neckline.

Qiao Ran lay down on the bed, he touched his chest, and finally knew why he was so weak at the moment.

This feeling is actually very familiar.

He also felt this kind of fatigue when he was sick before... But this time, it was much better than the accompanying painful symptoms.

Qiao Ran frowned slightly.

I understand my own body, he will not recover suddenly, it can only explain one thing.

"Did you... pass your spiritual power to me before?" The silver-haired boy lay on the bed and asked hesitantly.

Yaken Toshiro's expression froze immediately.

He has done nothing so far... except to bring Qiao Ran back, and came to Qiao Ran's bed when he woke up this morning.

——In other words, has Taro Palace already rescued this God-inspector?

Thinking of this, Yaken Toshiro just slightly lifted his lips and smiled, and replied as if avoiding the seriousness, "I know the general's body best. All in all, let's take a good rest in this mansion for a while."

"Just because you're here, doesn't mean we need you. Your life and everything are in our hands."

"—Aside from this mansion, the general should not even think about going outside."

Yaken Fujishiro said, nodded slightly to Qiao Ran, turned around and left the mansion.

Then, the door was closed by him, as if blocking all the way out.

…………

Qiao Ran's mental state is very bad at this time.

Although he didn't know who instilled his spiritual power into him, those spiritual powers were too rare for him—it couldn't even be called drinking poison to quench thirst.

He must use enough sleep to reduce the body's metabolism so that he can rest for a while.

However, even though Qiao Ran's consciousness was not fully awake, those questions still lingered in his mind.

——What is the purpose of them capturing themselves to this pill?

——Who on earth... instilled spiritual power into him when he was ill?

Qiao Ran pursed his lips, and he gently touched his forehead with his hand.

——And what happened to the Toki no Government that night... why didn't Karasuma appear?

——I don’t know...what happened to Hotaru.

He slowly closed his eyes. These things were like unsolvable puzzles, especially for Qiao Ran who was in a weak state, his brain was like a mess, and he couldn't think about these problems calmly and rationally.

His fingers moved, and the sound of breathing became weaker and weaker.

The moment he fell into a deep sleep, Fu Sangshen with pale blond hair came in, sat beside him, and looked at Qiao Ran with unpredictable eyes.

Mustache put his fingers lightly on Qiao Ran's small and attractive collarbone.

His somewhat gray spiritual power surged from his fingertips and poured into the young man's body.

…………

"That does not work."

The black-haired boy swayed his arms slightly, leaning against the door frame, looking at the comatose interrogator.

"His coma is getting longer and longer. It seems that pure spiritual power cannot make up for the part of energy that is missing in his body."

Yaken Toshiro pushed his glasses, and said thoughtfully, "If you want to temporarily stabilize his situation, you need something deeper."

"—such as the life force within us."

Yaken Toshiro had just done some research on the body of this god judge, and his current attire looked more serious than before.

The handsome boy put on a long white coat like a medical staff should wear, and a pair of rimless glasses on the tip of his nose, which added a bit of indifference to him.

"Wait... What are you kidding? Do you want us to use the power of life to hang this survivor?"

The man with exquisite makeup on his face and extremely tall and straight body frowned immediately - he never thought about paying anything for this god judge.

"It's so troublesome. You obviously just want to use him as a tool, why do you have to do these things for him?"

The man took a deep breath, pulled out the big sword from his waist, and said in a complaining tone that seemed to be joking, "Should I consume him as nourishment in advance... and find the next god judge?"

"Jiro!"

Hearing his younger brother's out-of-the-ordinary words, Taro Tachi's expression became more serious than before.

And Tokiri, who was lazily leaning on the door frame, cast a squinting glance at the big sword Fusangshen.

He doesn't look like Yaken Toshiro - even leaning against the wall with the black-haired dagger Fusangshin, he still maintains a tall and straight figure with a good demeanor.

And Mustache gives people the impression of a lazy indifference on weekdays. He leans there as if he has no bones, but it makes people think... that crawling in the rainforest, as if about to initiate The next attack, a poisonous snake spitting out letters.

Fu Sangshen with light blonde hair licked his lips.

"Oh... this is really not a funny joke, Zhuo Zhuan~"

Mustache had a somewhat dangerous expression on his face, "This god judge was carefully selected by me, and it was not easy to bring him out of the headquarters of the Government of Time."

"You denied it so easily...it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

With a smile on his face, he also pulled out the sword from his waist.

"After all, I'm also a ghost-slaying sword. It seems like a good decision to cut you under the sword, right, brother Maru?"

Knee Maru, who was silent at the side, covered his forehead, "Brother... How many times have you said it? I am Knee Maru, not some younger brother."

Hikakiri's younger brother, Kemimaru, doesn't have too many opinions on weekdays, and he always follows his elder brother. When Hikakiri expressed his attitude, he also pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Okay, don't make trouble."

Taro Tachi frowned and stopped the farce, "Jiro, no matter what you think, this god judge will temporarily become our master."

"Even if he will die soon, we must protect his body during this time."

"We don't have any more energy, and we don't have any more time to find another judge with such powerful spiritual power."

"—so we have no choice."

"Okay, I see... I was just joking."

After hearing this, Jiro Tachi could only take back the big sword.

The man with delicate makeup on his face raised his eyebrows and said, "There's no way...but since that god judge is a little beauty, I'll condescend to take care of him."

"Wait, I finally understand."

Yaken Toshiro, who was thinking, pushed his glasses frame and narrowed his eyes.

"I felt the contract that had been severed from that young man's body—there are not many contracts, and more of them are biased towards the type of short sword, while the induction of the big sword is only one."

"The contract should also have a little nourishing effect on his body - it can make up for the loss of his soul."

After hearing this sentence, Huqie burst into laughter with a "puchi", he stood up straight, rubbed his head casually and said.

"Oh, what do you think..."

"Will we contract with a tool?"

The author has something to say: I went to watch a movie with my mother today... Tomorrow at midnight... [Weak look]