This scene really makes people feel a little ironic.

On one side, the swordsmen in the kitchen who care most about the owner are carefully and meticulously helping the owner prepare the winter solstice food,

On the other side, their most beloved master,

Being being attacked by a strange young man who didn't know whether he harbored malice,

Up and down.

By the hot spring pool, that strange black spiritual power kept swimming in Qiao Ran's body, until it finally stagnated.

The young man with light blue hair tilted his head, and said "Oh" knowingly, "So that's it... No wonder the master's spiritual power is so strong, those stupid guys have been controlling the number of times the master summons the sword. "

"It turns out...it's because of the master's body, you can't make too many contracts...you're such a stupid and weak guy."

The young man who looked exactly like Yiqi Yizhen muttered to himself, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was somewhat malicious.

He caressed Qiao Ran's cheek with his fingers, but the force was a bit stronger, leaving a faint red mark on that fair face, which was even more moving.

"I...it's not like they feel pity at all... After all, to me, although you are indeed very good-looking, and your temper and personality are also in line with my appetite, but..."

"For swords like ours, the existence of the master is to be squeezed out of the last bit of strength to be used by me."

"In our eyes... the owner is the item!"

His words were full of viciousness, and the eyes that looked at Qiao Ran changed from the original warmth to coldness again, as if looking at an object.

Suddenly, he smiled lowly, regained his gentle look, and gently kissed Qiao Ran's eyes with his lips.

"Don't look at me with such...killing eyes, Master, I won't be able to resist...I will do something to you."

As he spoke, he picked up Qiao Ran carefully, and put him into the hot spring under Qiao Ran's watchful eyes.

"It's really a generous hot spring. It's also thanks to those idiots. You have a heart."

The young man tilted his head and commented pretending to be a gentleman.

Qiao Ran couldn't move, and could only helplessly be carried into the hot spring by the man, and the young man took off the gorgeous military uniform gently and unhurriedly.

There was a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth.

The young man began to unbutton the inner lining of his coat with his fingers with snow-white gloves, which symbolized the beauty of asceticism—his action seemed to indicate that he also wanted to go into the water and soak in the hot spring with Qiao Ran.

"Such a good hot spring can't be wasted, right? My future little master."

"Since I am your future servant, I am of course qualified to serve you now."

His words were full of playful tone.

Qiao Ran frowned. He felt that the aura infused by his own swords in the hot spring was continuously entering his body. The existence of this aura also suppressed the man, leaving behind a black imprint.

The young man with light blue hair took off a little bit of himself. No. Hanging, he took off his gloves at last, put them aside, tested the water temperature with his fingers, raised his eyebrows, and felt the pure spirit inside. force.

"It's really incredible... It seems that your sword is gone, and I really love you."

He tilted his head, with an inexplicably excited expression, as if he was imagining, one day in the future, when those people lost Qiao Ran, what kind of collapse and despair would appear on the faces of these creatures similar to himself.

——I really think about it... I think it's very interesting.

At this moment, he saw that Qiao Ran, who was originally indifferent, suddenly smiled at him.

This smile is really amazing. In this curling mist, it is like a beautiful scenery emerging from a fantasy, full of poetry and sweetness.

All of a sudden, the man froze in place.

At this moment, a jet of water suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the hot spring pool, and rushed straight at the young man with light blue hair. The young man immediately reacted and pulled out the sword placed on the ground in an instant, as if slashing from the middle. Like an arc, it cut the incoming water column in half!

The remaining power of the water column smashed open the gate of the palace surrounding the hot spring, and at the same time, the swordsmen who were busy in the kitchen were all startled by the sound.

"It seems... is it going to be discovered?"

The young man seemed to shrug his shoulders regretfully.

The complexion on his face changed slightly, and slowly, his eyes turned into a charming light golden color.

"Anyway... I just wanted to see you today, and I didn't have any hope of abducting you immediately."

"Hey... let me introduce myself first, okay."

His light blue hair also slowly turned into a bright white gold.

"Owner!!"

Hotaru, who was the fastest and most maneuverable in the Odachi, rushed over immediately. When he saw the Fusangshen who he didn't recognize at all, his pupils shrank, and he instantly pulled out the Odachi on his back, and waved it at him. go.

And at this moment, that strange young man just disappeared, leaving only a sentence with a slightly rising ending.

"I'm—the heavy treasure of Genji, Higiri."

"The future belongs to your sword, dear little master."

The author has something to say:

My favorite wedding knife, Anijia, is here (*ˉ︶ˉ*)

I really have a sweet love for him... The smile suddenly went crazy hahaha

But in the first half of the dungeon, Anika is the villain, please don’t love him too much... 【It’s enough for him to have my love(?)】

Will tune in the future. Teach him daw

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