[Comprehensive] I am the sword

The sunset is all over the sky, and the maple leaves are fiery red.While other Honmaru were still in spring or summer, this Honmaru was already in late autumn.

It is obviously the same house and layout as other Honmaru, but this Honmaru is more massive and majestic, as if it has gone through vicissitudes, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

In the courtyard, on the corridor, there are a group of fusangshen sitting or lying down, and they are also very different from other fusangshen.

There is a bright red Bana flower in the corner of their eyes, as if it is an indelible brand.

"Brother Yaoyan hasn't come back yet!"

Rantoshiro held a small comb and combed his hair in a small mirror. Feeling that his brother hadn't returned after a long time, he couldn't help but look at the leafy cherry tree not far away.

"It's probably because Tsurumaru delayed the time. He always likes to play and make trouble, but the lord is also restless, so he likes to get together with him..."

Gently stroking the delicate comb in his hand, nostalgia and sadness flashed in Xiaohuwan's eyes.

Now, even if he wanted the lord to play tricks on them again, he would have no chance...

"My lord will come back! I will definitely come back!"

Wu Hutui, who was passing by, looked at the slightly sad faces of his companions, and said firmly.The big white tiger following behind also barked, as if agreeing with the five tigers' retreat.

"He said he'd be back!"

The Fusangshen in the courtyard were all silent.

yes!Will be back!But what is the time limit?The lord has not returned for a long time, and they have a human form, and they have emotions in getting along with the lord, will they really not have resentment?

"...to make you pay attention to the government's movements, is that what you do? Are you worthy of the Lord? Are you worthy of the Lord's effort to train you, blah blah..."

An angry voice came, breaking the silence of the courtyard.

"Hasebe, you are still as active as ever, hahaha!"

Dealing with Diablo Honmaru just came back, Mikazuki Zongjin heard the words and couldn't help laughing.

"It's just as long-winded as always!"

Everyone looked at each other and complained in unison.Hua Luo looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Is it not good for us to be like this, Hasebe will be angry when he hears..."

Walking behind Mikazuki and beside his elder brother, Keimaru wanted to speak for Hasebe who had been working hard all this time, but at the end even he couldn't help laughing.

"He doesn't know, why is he thinking so much about it!"

After receiving the tea from Hirano, Higiri said casually.

"Brother, Hasebe will be even angrier if you say that! Also, I'm Knee Maru, not Nasao Maru..."

Keimaru, who tried to correct his elder brother's title many times but always made no progress, although he no longer cries anymore, he still feels very tired.

"Has Tsurumaru gone to commit suicide again?"

The smiling Qing Jiang, who already knew what happened from the short cut, was full of admiration.

"I really don't know how he survived until now, it's incredible!"

"Of course he has relied on the lord to live until now!"

He put down the mirror randomly and rolled his eyes.

Thinking of their lord's restless character even when he was sick, they couldn't refute it.

"What a stroke of luck!"

Yizhen who just came back was surrounded by his younger brothers, and couldn't help smiling softly when he heard the words, but there was already black smoke billowing behind him.

Ishikirimaru and Kohomaru couldn't help but move a little away from him.

They believed very much that if the lord hadn't protected Tsurumaru, he would have become a white crane in heaven long ago!

"Poor Mutsu, it's so miserable to be implicated!"

The smiling Qing Jiang was full of sympathy, but he couldn't hide the gloating in his eyes.

"Cooperating with Tsurumaru is not worthy of sympathy at all!"

Thinking of Tsurumaru who tricked himself into switching shifts with him, Hou sneered.

"Sanriyuedian, Xiaohuwandian, the last time you went to see Manhua, did he really not know the whereabouts of the lord?"

Wuhu Tui still doesn't believe that Manhua doesn't know anything, he is the master's sword!

"I think that Manhwa is weird."

Xiaohumaru stopped combing, with a complicated expression on her face.

"He doesn't seem to know us at all!"

"We should be able to tell the difference!"

Caressing the bewitching flowers at the corners of his eyes, Umaru said something inexplicable.

"This is what the lord taught us..."

The audience was silent again.

"Brother Yaoyan, you are back!"

Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Akita looked at the thick cherry tree in surprise.A vortex appeared on the tree, and two figures were thrown out.

"vomit……"

The first thing the flaming figure did after it appeared was not to scout the surroundings, but to run aside and retch.

"Are you OK?"

Yao Yan hurriedly walked to Manhua's side, with a worried expression but couldn't hide his joy.

This reaction, as expected, the general can't go wrong...

"Brother Yaoyan, he..."

Familiar actions, familiar lines, and familiar figures made her eyes turn red in an instant.Regardless of the other people who were stunned, they came to Manhua with the high mobility of the short knife.

"My lord..."

"Retire, you go and get some pickled plums cut into candlesticks, the general is feeling uncomfortable now!"

Yao Yan looked at Wu Hutui, who seemed to be about to cry, and gave him an affirmative look.

"...Yes, I'm going right now!"

Wu Hu retreated and wiped away his tears, his eyes were full of joy, he turned around and ran to the kitchen.

Akita Hirano, Maeda and Hou several people stepped forward excitedly and surrounded Manhua.

"Lord!"

"Yaoyan, what did you just say?"

A few swords came over, and Sankaiyue, who was the leader, restrained his smile.

"Some things should not be said indiscriminately!"

Xiaohuwan's smile was stained with haze.

Yingwan looked at Manhua who was retching, thinking deeply.

"He is the master, don't you see it!"

Luan glared at them, the flowers in the corners of his eyes became more and more red.

"He just..."

"Okay, shut up!"

Xiaohuwan's unfinished words were interrupted by Manhua sternly, he took the handkerchief that was handed up randomly, wiped his mouth, and looked at everyone indifferently.

But I don't know how many people in Sanriyue saw him like this, their expressions all became dazed.

"I don't care if your god judges have anything to do with me, anyway, I don't know you! You used tricks to separate me from the master, and brought me here. As the so-called orderers, aren't you too much? !"

Manhua glanced at them with a sarcastic expression, and everyone couldn't help but feel suffocated.

"No, it's not our plan, it's Tsurumaru's own idea..."

Yao Yan was a little panicked, and quickly explained, but he lowered his head under Manhua's increasingly sarcastic expression as he spoke.

After all, Tsurumaru is also one of them!

"Send me back, everything will be canceled!"

After estimating their combat effectiveness, and finding that he couldn't beat them, Manhua stopped working hard and said displeasedly.

"no!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately opposed by Fu Sangshen present.

The anger in Manhua's heart rose to the ground, and he sneered, regardless of the gap between himself and them.

"Oh, you really think of me as that sick child! I see you..."

Before he finished speaking, Manhua suddenly fell down, revealing the elegant and exquisite young man behind him.

"Shuzhuwan what are you doing!"

The young man opened his confinement eyes, staring at the boy in his arms, his tone was light but extremely irritating.

"Too much nonsense!"

"You are pampering him too much, that's why he abandoned us!"

As soon as these words came out, all the knives fell silent.

Those who are loved will always be confident, and those who are not will always be in turmoil!

This sentence sums everything up perfectly!

Staring deeply at the beautiful young man in his arms who still frowns displeasedly even after fainting, a haze flashed in Suzumaru Koji's glazed eyes.

Is it not, only by holding you tightly, will you not be run away by you, will you not be discarded by you?

"...he is just the master's sword!"

Staring at Manhua, Xiaohuwan didn't know how dry his voice was when he said these words.

"Is it right, just go to the bedroom and try it!"

After saying that, Shuzhuwan picked up Manhua horizontally, as he did countless times in the past, hugged his lord, his treasure, and walked towards the bedroom of the god judge.

The other sword men followed silently.

Their god-inspector Bi An is a sick man.This is something they knew the moment they saw him!He was so weak that he could barely hold on to his breath!

Although he is sick and weak, his personality is extremely strong, which is what the so-called losers don't lose.

According to Foxnosuke, Higan was born because of his mother's miscarriage and was extremely weak; but he was born with spiritual power and was extremely powerful.If it were someone else, it would be like a miracle, and they would definitely be a successful person when they grow up!

But he was weak and couldn't support such a powerful spiritual power, and this spiritual power became his burden, the culprit who almost killed him many times!

If this force is not dissipated, the other side will definitely not live to be an adult.At that time, the government of the time and the historical revisionists first fought against each other, and when they were employing people, they pulled him from the past to be a god judge.

The other shore relies on summoning Fusangshen to consume spiritual power and prolong life; the government of the time also has new combat power to fight against historical revisionists, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

Although the government of time is now somewhat regretful!

Closer to home, at that time, Bi An was in poor health, and the Sword Fusangshen had just started to use him. The government of the time was afraid that they would be reluctant to part with their original masters and hurt the almost powerless judges, so they set up a prison in his bedroom. A very strong restriction was imposed, which meant that no other Fusangshen could enter except him or those he agreed to enter.

And Fu Sangshen who entered the room was also controlled by Bi'an, if they thought it would be bad for him, Bi'an could turn them into a pile of scrap metal with just a thought!

Therefore, after the other side left, none of them could walk into that room again!

The purpose of Shuzhuwan walking towards the bedroom with Manhua in his arms is self-evident.

Thinking of this, the swordsmen couldn't help becoming nervous.

What if, what if he wasn't?No, what if, what if he really is?

Repeatedly, joy and fear tormented them, and several knife men who couldn't hide their emotions couldn't help but twist their faces.

If not, they would have chopped him down!Whether he is the master's sword or not!

Facts have proved that the goddess of luck is still on their side.

Shuzhuwan carried Manhua into the bedroom successfully, but the other knife men were blocked outside.

The other knife men who rushed over saw this scene, and some were so excited that they even shed tears or yelled.But Hasebe no longer scolded them as usual, he walked to the bedroom door step by step with his body trembling, and then knelt down abruptly.

Xiaohuwan didn't doubt anything anymore, and knelt down together with red eyes.

Seeing this, the other sword men who had gradually calmed down also knelt down one after another, and knelt together at the door.

Thank God, let us see the Lord again...

The author has something to say:

In the society, my brother Zhu, my subordinates are straightforward (poof)

Although the knives who have been placed in play for many years have not fallen in the dark, most of them are black. Let us give some wax to Manhua who has cheated us.

I made my own death, and I have to walk on my knees—I don’t know why I want to laugh

This chapter tells us that if you don’t die, you won’t die, everyone should keep it in mind~

I love you so much~(^з^)-☆