The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

What the hell is this place?

Yuan Boya raised the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His mouth was full of rust, and he couldn't help but click his tongue in disgust.

He is now on a mountainside.

It was the late autumn season, and the maple trees on both sides of the mountain road shed their leaves all over the stone steps, and they were even more shockingly red under the twilight.

Yuan Boya looked into the distance, and vaguely saw a magnificent mansion standing silently on the deserted mountain road.

It looks very grand, is it a residence of nobles... But he didn't remember such a place in Heian-kyo.

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding out, and the cloth strips to stop the bleeding didn't have any obvious effect, almost staining his red uniform in a dark color.

This time the injury was too serious.Anyway, let's see if I can find a place to deal with it easily...

Yuan Boya covered the wound with his hands, his consciousness had already become a little confused due to excessive blood loss, and he could only barely support him so that he would not pass out on the ground in embarrassment.

Speaking of why Yuan Boya became like this, we have to start with the samurai who appeared out of thin air in Kyoto.

They wore black armor and cut at anyone they saw. At first they thought they were just ordinary sword-testing warriors, and the court didn't pay much attention to them. Until later, they became more and more rampant, and even made people in Ping'an Jing panic, so alarmed. The big man who stands tall.

Boya, who was always belligerent and could not bear to bully the weak, volunteered to meet those crazy warriors.What surprised Boya was that those guys were not only powerful, but ordinary weapons couldn't hurt them at all, even his yin and yang spells didn't work at all.

It was for this reason that Boya became so embarrassed.

And the reason why he appeared here was because of the black vortexes that suddenly appeared around those samurai—those vortexes sucked him in together with the black samurai, and when he opened his eyes again, he appeared on the deserted hillside up.

And those warriors just disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

No matter where it is, there is a weirdness everywhere, if I knew it earlier, I would have called that guy Qingming to go with me.

Consciousness became more and more chaotic, and Boya managed to stay awake by thinking wildly. Fortunately, this mountain road only looked far away. As soon as night fell, Boya had already walked to the gate of the mansion.

It was far away before, and it looked really magnificent, but now standing at the door, only to find that the walls are mottled, and the vermilion-shed door is half-closed, revealing a dilapidated scene.

Abandoned mansion... No wonder I've never heard of it.

Boya raised his hand, symbolically knocked on the door, and raised his voice, "Is anyone there?"

After waiting for a long time but no one came out, Boya knocked on the door again, but the half-closed door made a harsh creaking sound, and the inside was heavily displayed in front of Boya.

Just like the mottled outside the walls, the inside of the mansion is even more dilapidated. There are traces of felling on the dry trees, and the paths made of stones are overgrown with weeds, which have not been taken care of for a long time.

It appears to be uninhabited.

Though thinking so, Boya couldn't help clenching the long knife at his waist.

Because, under this dead silence, something is about to move——

That was—a deep-seated killing intent.

***

"Is this really okay, Sankayue?"

The one who spoke was a black-haired boy in a white coat kneeling on the side of the bed. He pushed the medicine into the veins of the young man on the bed, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Huh? It shouldn't matter. It's just a little medicine to suppress spiritual power." The man called "San Ri Yue" raised his head and gave him a slightly surprised look.

With crescent moons in his eyes, his face is very beautiful, but his words are extremely cold: "Also, even if there is a problem, so what? Yaoyan."

As the words were being said, the effect of the medicine had already taken effect.The silver-haired young man who had been holding on to the handle of the knife in a coma finally let go of his hand weakly.

"It's really a good sword." Without expecting Yaken Toshiro's answer, Mikazuki Munechi picked up the tachi that had fallen on the floor and looked it up.

He stretched out his fingers and flicked the blade lightly, and the blade shook slightly, making a pleasant buzzing sound.The blade is sharp. Although there are traces of use, it can be seen that it has been well cared for by the owner.

"It is indeed a good knife." Yaken Toshiro's eyes darkened.This sentence seemed to remind him of something, the hesitation in his eyes slightly weakened, and he stood up neatly, "Let's go out first, the others should still be waiting."

"En." Sanri Yuezong closed his eyes, hiding the coldness in the crescent-like pupils.

"Let's go to the front hall." He lifted the hem of the dark blue hunting clothes and got up from the bed.Accompanied by his movements, the golden hair ornament on the short dark blue hair was shaking slightly, and his tone was also soft: "This Honjo...has not had a new owner for a long time. some."

Yaken Toshiro's eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't say much, he just silently watched Mikazuki Zongjin close the door, and then said: "Let's go."

The two walked to the door of the tea room without a word.

"Hey!" Just as Yaken Toshiro was about to open the sliding door of the tea room, the door suddenly swung open from the inside unexpectedly.

"Scared~haha." Fu Sangshen, who was completely black, flashed out from behind the door, his golden eyes flashed with excitement.His whole body exudes a kind of darkness and coldness that cannot be described in words. Just a little closer, you will feel that you will be eroded by the darkness, which makes you shudder.

But he didn't seem to notice this, and there was a smile from the heart between his brows and eyes, which formed a strong contrast with the malice that could not be concealed.

"Is everyone here already?" Sanri Yue Zongjin asked.And Yaken Toshiro was not frightened by his sudden prank at all, walked away from Tsurumaru Kuninaga indifferently, and walked to the inner room.

"Hey - I really don't give you face, Mikazuki, Yaken." Tsurumaru Kuninaga complained and flattened his mouth, as if aggrieved by a child who didn't get a candy, "At least cooperate."

"Tsurumaru-den is so energetic every day."

"Forget about this kind of perfunctory, next time I will prepare a surprise that will surprise you even Mikazuki!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga clenched his fists and said vowedly.

Mikazuki Sokami just passed him like Yaken Toshiro, glanced around at everyone in the room, and said in a low voice, "I've been waiting for a long time."

This is a Honmaru that was forgotten by the time government.

There are no god judges here, because it was forgotten by the government of the time and no one cares about it. It is alone in the gap of time and completely annihilated in the torrent of time—and it is such a place that has become the crescent moon. The shelter of Zong Jin and others.

Mikazuki Munekin, Yaken Toshiro, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, California Kiyomitsu, the first phase of one strike, cutting Hasebe, and Yamabashi Kunihiro.

In this unowned Honmaru, a total of seven fusangshen gathered at this moment.

They are not from the same Honmaru, and the reasons for coming here are also different, but the biggest thing in common is that they are all swords that have no owner at this moment.

"Sanri Yuedian, how is the situation?" Yaki Hasebe poured him a cup of tea casually, and asked first.

"I asked Yaoyan to help inject the medicine to suppress spiritual power. He was seriously injured and he shouldn't be able to wake up for a while." Sanri Yuezong said pointedly.

"Wow, I always feel that there is a terrible conspiracy atmosphere." Tsurumaru Kuninaga shrugged exaggeratedly.

"I'm afraid I'm not the only one with ideas? Otherwise, it would be better to just kill him." Sanri Yuezong said with a normal expression, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter, rather than deciding a person's life or death.

This man with powerful spiritual power who suddenly appeared at the gate of Honmaru aroused the vigilance and hostility of the fusangshen, and when everyone was about to draw their swords to fight, the young man who was seriously injured finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted .

The fusangshen, who thought they would experience a fierce battle, looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally brought the unexpected guest into the Honmaru tacitly.

Yiqi Yizhen rubbed his fingers on the teacup unconsciously, and said thoughtfully: "In the past six months, we can basically confirm that this Honmaru has been abandoned by the time government, and, from the man's reaction, Look, it shouldn't be the newly appointed God Judge."

Although he didn't answer Mikazuki Zongjin's question, the meaning revealed in his words was no different from Sankazuki Zongjin.

They didn't know why this man appeared here, but for all the fusangshen in this pill, it was a rare opportunity to take advantage of.

——The so-called Fusangshen of the sword originally appeared in the world relying on the spiritual power of the god judges. It is a miracle that they can persist until now after losing their source of spiritual power.

If the new, so-called "spirit judges" can be handled properly, they no longer have to worry about falling into a deep sleep because of the exhaustion of their limited spiritual power.

"So, this is like a good time given by God." Scarlet color flashed in Tsurumaru Kuni Yongcheng's golden eyes, he licked his lips, and his deliberately lowered voice was full of malice: "That Guy, it’s like a lamb that breaks into a pack of wolves and seeks its own death, it’s so delicious that you can’t stop eating it~”

"Although I don't want to admit it, this seems to be our only choice now." Hasebe clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he said excitedly, "Sign a new contract ..."

"So, what do Yamabagiri and California mean?" Mikami Tsukimune set his sights on Yamabagiri Kunihiro and California Kiyomitsu who had been silent in the corner.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro uncomfortably pulled the white cloth covering his head, and said uncomfortably: "Everyone is looking at me like this, my opinion of imitating a sword is not important at all. Bar."

And California Qingguang, who was also silently looking at his nails in a daze, didn't raise his head, and said indifferently: "If that person doesn't agree to become a god judge..."

"This kind of thing doesn't need his consent." Yiqi Yizhen put his hand on the Taidao at his waist, showing a gentle smile.

"Hahaha, it seems that everyone's opinion is the same." Sanri Yuezong put up his sleeves and covered his lips with a smile, his crescent-like eyes were as cool as the night, "Very good, very good."