[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

"Everyone is here."

Sanriyue came late, and sent a nonsense: "Your atmosphere is a bit strange, is it a quarrel?"

He was talking about the three people who stood by the wall with their heads down and did not dare to show their breath. Only An Ding was sitting next to him, and the pen in his hand kept sliding on the paper. San Riyue leaned over to take a look, and found that it was a densely packed itinerary. arrange.

"Anding is already a qualified economic person."

Yizhen also saw this piece of paper, and the reasonable and compact arrangement on it really gave him a lot of inspiration. If he asked for Sanriyue in the same way, he would definitely feel a lot easier.

"Hahaha, the first phase of the palace, the physical fitness of the old man is not as good as these young people."

Shaking his hands into fists and punching his waist, Sanriyue said that he is very old, osteoporosis, waist and leg pain and other senile diseases have invaded his body. He remained motionless, and competed with Akashi for the title of Honmaru's No. [-] Laziness.

"But the last batch has already left."

"Even those in the R&D department who wanted to sleep in the office were driven away."

Hasebe, a workaholic, was still worried after returning to Honmaru with the judge, and came to the company during his break time. He ran around the whole company quickly to prevent any employees from staying in the building .

"Let's go then."

The golden key opened the door in the void, probably because it was a long-lost return journey, and the faces of the swordsmen all had relaxed and happy smiles.

Then when they saw Karasuma who was sitting next to the judge, they fell into silence collectively, and the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared.

"Here, is this our new companion?"

Everyone who thought they were standing at the peak of Fu Sangshen, but today they re-recognized themselves. Among the Fusangshen present, only those who have cultivated demons still have the confidence to look directly at each other, but everyone I can feel the strong sense of oppression exuding from Kokarasuma.

Is this the complete Fusangshen?

No, compared to Fu Sangshen, Karasuma is more like a real god.

"Why are you dumbfounded, are you shy after seeing your father?"

In the silence, Cang Li teased everyone present: "Xiao Karasuma is looking forward to meeting you, so aren't you going to say hello to him?"

Karasuma glanced at the Fusangshen below one by one, and he could accurately name every Fusangshen here.

After all, he was the one who watched them leave one by one.

"Don't be cautious."

Picking up the wine dish on the table, Karasuma sipped a glass with them: "Now I and you are the swords of the Lord's Palace, and the status is the same, these ceremonies can be omitted."

"Although it's a pity that I didn't see the picture I imagined, but..."

Cang Li clasped his palms together, clapped the dishes in front of him, and said, "I started the car" to announce the start of dinner.

No words were spoken, no words were slept, everyone strictly abided by the rules, there was no whispering or whispering, only the slight contact of tableware and chopsticks, and the sound of chewing food after being put into the mouth.

Eating like this would really hurt your stomach, but Cang Li had already seen some short knives showing slightly painful expressions, and they didn't dare to move at all, their legs and feet must have been numb from such a kneeling posture.

"Sure enough, it is the majesty of the father, which should not be underestimated."

Holding the soup bowl, Cang Li said solemnly: "The air seems to be frozen today, if this continues, I won't be able to eat anymore."

"call."

Youfu Sangshen sighed softly, and the swordsmen with numb legs took advantage of this opportunity to move their blood-poor legs with the help of picking vegetables, and felt the numbness like needle pricks, and tried their best to keep their expressions undistorted .

Cang Li couldn't help laughing, Fu Sangshen, who was on the verge of conquering the world these days, when did he become such a well-behaved person?When Karasuma heard Cangli's laughter, she showed a helpless smile and put down the chopsticks in her hand.

The charred saury grilled on the plate in front of him was only a small piece. Cangli had reason to suspect that the stomach of Xiao Karasuma was only a little bit bigger like a real bird, otherwise Fusangshen of the body size, where a small piece of fish can be full.

"Just absorbing the free spirit power in the air is enough for me to move freely."

Karasuma showed his fingertips: "Maybe if I meet you later, I will turn into pure spiritual power and disappear into the world. I am so lucky."

"So, it's no wonder that the Political Council agreed to exchange you for Wanwu's special prize. It seems that they have given up on you."

"You guessed it." Karasuma looked at his fingertips. After all, it is not something to be happy to watch him become a transparent existence. "But if you don't put all your eggs in one basket, you will definitely miss it."

"So, I really can't stand you paying the gods."

Cang Li rolled her eyes: "You have to bet all your wealth to do one thing, don't you guys think about what will happen if you fail? If I don't win the lottery in Wanwu If you twist it out, then you will really lose your spiritual power."

"But I was twisted by you, haven't I?"

Little Karasuma lowered her head and chuckled, her hair trembled following his laughter: "It's like when Sanriyue and the others took you back to the past without authorization, expressing their wishes capriciously, and you said that you didn't care about them." , and in the end it didn’t do quite well.”

"that is because……"

Cang Li ran out of words, and he waved his hands irritably: "Anyway, their wish and I have about the same time to do it, so I just fulfilled it smoothly. I didn't act specifically for their wish."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Xiao Karasuma looked at Cangli with a smile in his eyes: "It seems that you have finished eating, can you give the rest to me and my children, there are some things I want to say to them."

"OK."

Cang Li numbly stood up and walked out, and when he got to the door, he backed up and whispered something in Karasuma's ear.

"Don't be too harsh on them. They may not do well in some areas, but their intentions are always good."

"I see."

Little Karasuma pushed Cangli's back, letting him leave with peace of mind: "They are my children, aren't they?"

But your expression doesn't look like you want to treat them gently.

In front of his real father, Cang Li didn't have much to say, and left Fu Sangshen with a self-seeking look before leaving the restaurant. Fu Sangshen's legs were so numb that he lost consciousness. It was the same well-behaved movement, with his hands on his knees and his back straight.

"You guys are really stupid."

All swords:? ? ?

Xiao Karasuma continued on his own: "With a good hand of cards, but with the help of others, it can only be attributed to the fact that you only have one-ninth of your soul. Bar."

Changing the narrator from the facts that Cang Li said became particularly impactful, and they became cautious even when questioning.

"It turns out that we are really one-ninth of the original paying mourning god?"

"Could it be that you think I'll deceive you?" Karasuma twitched her eyes and smiled ironically, "Fortunately, Sanriyue and the others worked so hard to save you, otherwise what I saw today should be a group of only A roaring beast, a puppet whose consciousness has been taken away."

Everyone knows who the backhand is talking about.

"The time when the god-inspector disappeared for the first time was taken away by you."

San Riyue suddenly realized: "No wonder we couldn't find the God Judge, he was brought to the past, of course we couldn't find it."

"It was possible to stay for a longer period of time. The full spiritual power of that adult is not comparable to the garbage of Shizheng. It's just a pity that Sanriyue and the others left most of their power to protect him, and they didn't let him touch it at all. to other people."

"What does human history have to do with our swords?"

Karasuma was like a sword out of its sheath, and the sharp sword energy directly cut through the small table in front of him, leaving a deep knife mark on it: "Holded by human beings, the only thing we can do is to accept that period of history, What was recorded at the beginning we can only watch, but now you want to protect this past with a sword?"

"Oh, it's so ironic."

The voice was very soft, but it was like a boulder had fallen on Fu Sangshen's heart.

"However, it's something we're willing to do."

After a while, Fu Sangshen retorted.

Qingguang's body was trembling slightly, but he retorted firmly to Karasuma: "At the beginning, I was very unwilling to guard the past where Okita-kun would die. Those things and beliefs he insisted on were all lost by the wheel of history. Crushing them mercilessly, they only saw Okita-kun's patheticness, but his efforts turned into small turning points in other people's mouths, leaving nothing behind."

"If even I give up, no one really cares!"

"I will laugh with others, I will fight with my companions, Okita-kun who is unwilling to fall down because of illness, only we can still remember, if even I deny this history and let the time retrograde army change it, the existence of my existence What is the reason, I exist here, isn't it the true imprint of that period of history!"

"Clear light."

An Ding pulled down his companion's sleeve, and also said loudly: "Yes, even if Okita-kun's ending is not happy, even so, it is Okita-kun's own life. Kiyomitsu and I will not allow any external factors to influence Seeing him, rather than guarding history, it is better to say that we are all guarding the masters of our past."

"The past that was messed up by the time-traveling army, the knife-wielding man who changed the trajectory of his life."

Yaken shook his head: "Maybe that person is still the owner of Yaken Toshiro, but Yaken Toshiro is not me."

"Because of my master, there is only one general."

"Of course the history of mankind has nothing to do with me." Imaiken said indifferently, "My existence belongs to the category of rumor stories in the mouths of those human beings. Whether I really exist is still an unsolved mystery. Maybe I really Maybe it doesn’t exist.”

"Besides the master, I have no other existence that needs to be protected. It is just because the master is now a god judge, so I will help him guard the history. If he is not a god judge, then the master's will is what my blade is pointing at."

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"What a terrible answer." Karasuma's fingers traced the knife marks on the table, "If he knows that you have such thoughts, will he accept your following?"

"But just keep going."

Karasuma stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on the clothes, and retracted all the aura released into the body: "It's getting late, and it's time to rest as a father. You can do what you want."

The swordsmen looked at each other in blank dismay, the only thing that was certain was that tonight, there would be quite a lot of fusangshen insomnia.