The judge has a bad temper

When Yue Zongjin and Qingquan appeared in front of the sword with their fingers clasped on the third day, everyone understood that the two were officially together.

Although before that, everyone could see the flirting between them.When Qingquan lifted the seal, only Yingwan and Sanri Yuezong were close by, so the status of Sanri Yuezong in Qingquan's heart can be imagined, and there is only one official statement.

Jinjian was very excited, Qingquan chose Mikazuki Zongjin, this is the victory of the Sanjo family!

Qingquan raised the hands of the two people, smiled and said to Daojian, "As everyone thinks, we are together. As my family, I think it is necessary to tell everyone about this."

The swordsmen all laughed. They had nothing to regret about Qingquan choosing Sanri Yuezong. Their master has the right to choose whom to love, and they are all his family anyway.Although some swords are unavoidably dejected, the blessings are all pious.

Yamato Mamoru Anding smiled happily, "Don't worry, Alukin, we will supervise him!" So Toujian roared with laughter.

Sanri Yuezong was a little troubled recently, supervise him?Supervise what, don't be too sticky?That task can be said to be arduous.

Taro Tachi was surprised. In the world of swords and swords, it is absolutely forbidden for god judges to fall in love with swords, but judging by their reactions, it seems to be a matter of course, and there is no doubt or objection at all.

Although he didn't understand, but out of subconscious love for Qingquan, he didn't make a sound.He can guess Qingquan's specialness, appearing in a different world with a sword is enough to explain the problem, he only cares about Qingquan's physical condition.

"Qingquan, are you in good health?"

Qingquan nodded and smiled, "I'm fine, I just slept too much and feel tired, just take it easy."

Hotaru grabbed the tassels on his clothes, feeling a little apprehensive, "Is this what you really look like?"

The hair is still the same, with gradual and slightly curly long hair, but you can see a little bit of starlight when you get close.There are gold silk snowflake patterns on the clothes, the cuffs and hem are embroidered with leaves with silver embroidery thread, and the fringe stripes of different shades of blue hang down, and the light and shadow swim between the movements.

I don't know if it's because of the awakening of the Godhead, or because of the memory recovery, Qingquan's brows and eyes have the sharpness of ice and snow, and his temperament is a little alienated. Sitting in front of them with a smile like this, it seems like a god looking down on the common people.

Qingquan is indeed a child of the gods. After awakening, will their relationship change?

Qingquan understands Hotaru's worry, he picks up the Odachi and comforts softly, "I will not leave you, Hotaru. No matter what happens to me, I am your master and your family."

All the swords breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone was thinking about this issue during the past ten days of Qingquan's coma.As a god, Qingquan doesn't have to guard them, but if Qingquan is willing to be with them, they can continue to live happily.

Hotaru lay in his arms lovingly, Qingquan didn't leave, and he didn't care about anything else.

Qingquan can also feel the changes in himself, "Because of the recovery of memory, some changes have appeared in my body, but only temporarily. After the memory is completely integrated, I will still be the same as before. You can just get used to it."

Hotaru smiled and said, "No, I think Qingquan looks good like this."

With no worries, everyone re-examines the changes in Qingquan and finds it pleasing to the eye.

Pretty Ice Beauty, what's the problem?

Sanri Yuezong is very satisfied, the extremely delicate Qingquan, strong and soft-hearted, strong and gentle, indifferent and affectionate, several contradictory temperaments are perfectly integrated in him, every frown and smile makes his heart move.

Most importantly, Qingquan loves him.

Life is like this, what more can I ask for?

Taiko Zhong Zhenzong glanced at Mikazuki Zongjin with a disgusted expression.

Smile like a weasel~

Qingquan felt uncomfortable after sitting for a while. He had been lying down for too long, and now he needed exercise the most.

"Mijiang, I'm hungry." Qingquan patted his belly, looking pitifully at his chef.He will not be hungry, but he will be greedy. For Qingquan, this is a meaning.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong immediately stood up, saying that the lunch must be extremely rich.Taiko Zhong Zhenzong also cheered and ran to the kitchen, saying that he was going to fight.

On the third day, Yuezong pulled Qingquan to get up, "Let's go for a walk."

Qingquan got up holding Yingwan, Yingwan was a little hesitant, he didn't know whether he should go with him or not.

Qingquan looked down at him, "Aying, no matter who I choose, you are unique, you are another me."

Hotaru hugged him embarrassedly, "Let's go out to play without Mikazuki Munechi!"

Daojian laughed, Sanri Yuezong was very speechless, he hadn't done anything, and his brother-in-law hated him.

"Listen to Ying, let's go play with Natsume!"

Sanri Yuezong pointed to the clothes on his body, "It's not okay to dress like this, just change it."

Qingquan tilted his head and smiled, light snowflakes floated, and changed his clothes, which only made Yingwan shiver from the cold.

"I'm sorry, Ying, I forgot," Qingquan was a little annoyed, "I didn't take off the clothes, I had to change them like this."

The swordsmen are very curious, how the gods change clothes like this, it’s so fun!

Luanpu asked with big eyes shining, "Alukin, can you make another change?"

Qingquan put down Yingwan and changed clothes in an instant, but the room became cold again.

One shock stopped the chaos, "Don't make trouble, Qingquan will get sick."

"Oh, I really don't get sick." For gods, there is only birth and death.

Hotaru begged for a hug and wanted to go out to play.Qingquan picked him up, ignored Mikazuki Zongjin, and went straight out to find Natsume.

Sanri Yuezong raised his eyebrows, this guy is quite angry, didn't he just steal a kiss to make him shy, so ignore him?

It doesn't matter, anyway, Qingquan's heart is very soft, and he will be fine when he comes back.

When they arrived at Natsume's house, Fujiwara and Toko were there, and when they saw Qingquan and Hotaru, they immediately called Natsume downstairs.Only then did Qingquan realize that Natsume and the others were going to school again. Fortunately, today is the weekend.

As soon as Natsume got downstairs, he saw Toko with a smile on his face, and the two still well-behaved people, and the feeling of familiarity rushed to his face.

"Qingquan, are you feeling better?" Natsume was very worried. Qingquan was very sick every time, and Kitamoto and the others couldn't get through to him. When they asked him, he knew from Madara that Qingquan was sick again.

It was only then that Tazi found out, and asked him in surprise if he was well. Qingquan immediately said that it was just a cold and he was already healed.Toko was still worried, and asked Natsume to take him to the room quickly.

After arriving at the room, Qingquan saw Madara holding his head in a daze, with a large bowl of yokan in front of him.

Sitting opposite him, Qingquan curled his lips, "It's so edible, why don't you get fat to death?"

Natsume couldn't help not laughing. Mr. Mao used to be very good at eating, but during the past few days when Qingquan was sick, he hardly ate much, and the pot of yokan was not touched.

Madara glanced at him lazily, uncharacteristically, he didn't turn back.

"It looks like there's nothing wrong with it."

Qingquan nodded, "It's okay, thanks."

Madara still looked bitter and bitter, Qingquan pulled him over and put him on his knee, "Don't worry, I'm fine like this."

"Don't want to go to him?"

"You said Yuan," Qingquan said lightly, "If you don't look for it, old men who have been alone for thousands of years are very perverted."

Madara rolled off his lap, "You would never say that about him before."

"Before was before, now is now."

Madara sighed, "You know, your current situation is still not optimistic."

Hotaru immediately grabbed his hand tightly, and Qingquan hugged him with a smile, "It's not that I don't want to live longer, it's just that since Yuan can leave as soon as he says, he won't help me if he stands on the sidelines for so long , at least not help me unconditionally."

When he was on Xiaodao, Yuan didn't dote on him like he doted on Yingwan, he wouldn't play with him, and he wouldn't bring him into the world.

Yuan like this can be said to be protecting, or it can be said to not care.Qingquan admired him very much when he was a child, and that's how he is now.

Once, that icy and snowy island was his whole world, so after he came to this world, he instinctively disliked ice and snow.

Madara understands Qingquan's meaning, Yuan is a cold-hearted person, it's okay if he doesn't help Qingquan, I'm afraid he will drag Qingquan's sword.

He didn't know how much Qingquan still had affection for Yuan, if Yuan dragged the sword in, Qingquan would really draw the sword against him.

Madara looked at Qingquan's face, it was completely different from when he was a child.

"Is there anything I want to ask about your face?"

Qingquan smiled, "Madara, your patience is really bad now."

"It's annoying, just say it!"

Qingquan stood up with a calm expression, "I don't have anything to ask, I know everything."

Whether on the small island or in the world of swords, he has the same face.

In other words, the same face as Li Yin.

"Qingquan, Huiji must be injured is talking about you."

"If I'm not so smart, I wouldn't live until now." Qingquan had nothing to be sad about, "You don't have to feel sorry for me, I'm really doing well."

Madara swallowed a piece of yokan angrily, "The devil is worried about you!"

Natsume was confused when he heard it, but he understood that Qingquan was not in good health.

"Qiquan, are you really alright?" Natsume asked worriedly.

Qingquan stood up holding Yingwan, "I'm fine, don't listen to his nonsense."

Madara rolled his eyes at him, Qingquan smiled and said he was going back.

Rejecting the Fujiwara couple's request to stay, Qingquan took Yingwan home.

The sun was just right, and Qingquan squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Aying, go to the study and have a look. If there is any country you want to visit, let's go abroad!"

Hotaru's eyes fluttered, "Really?!"

"Of course."

Hotaru cheered and shouted to go back quickly.Qingquan ran up holding him, and soon saw Taidao at the door.

"I'm finally back." Sanri Yuezong looked at them with a smile, "Candlestick cut has made a lot of things you like to eat."

Qingquan put down Yingwan and led Sanriyue Zongjin up and down.

"Let's go eat!"

Sanri Yuezong was pulled by him very contentedly, so he just said, the time Qingquan gets angry is as short as the memory of a goldfish.

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