That stupid aunt with a knife man's shell [Comprehensive]

The world was divided into two.

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I'm sorry, it was my fault for causing you to be confused, let's start over.

One day, the Government of Time discovered that the world was divided into two.

Taking a certain event in history as the starting point, the world has two trajectories in the history of observation. The current affairs do not understand the reason, and the separated world has the same historical trajectory, so why is it independent... and so on.

They only knew that the time-traveling army did not regard that world as the main battlefield, and the political parties were also unable to enter that world, so they placed the newly emerged world.

The change of things was due to the news brought back by a certain god judge from the battlefield: the time-traveling army tried to cross the world and snatch the sword body of another world!

Political uproar.

As we all know, Shizheng sword men all come from the original spirit of the sword. With the help of the power of the god judge to materialize the spirit, based on this, Shizheng's sword talents are endless, and they have a chance to win in this space-time war.

What if the time retrograde army also obtained the body of the sword?

Not only will this war never end, even the current political situation will be in a desperate situation, and it will be defeated helplessly under the poor combat power.

Because behind those retrograde troops, there is an entire lost and disappeared world as their backing, making a final decisive counterattack.

The political leaders felt they had to do something.

So they decided to find a way to send a group of sword spirits there, occupy the bodies of the swords first, and then hide. If they are still found by the time retrograde army, then...

Shredder yourself.

In any case, the main body swords cannot be handed over to the time retrograde army!

When Xiaohumaru woke up from the sword, it was a blood-stained evening, and the fire cloud outside dyed the whole room orange-red, as beautiful as the other world.

"This is..." Xiaohuwan looked around blankly.

There is no such sword as Xiaohumaru in history. Of course, there are many knives with the same name, but Xiaohumaru, created by Inari God, has never been in the hands of human beings since the beginning, so naturally there is no real body. up.So Kohomaru is a sword that has escaped into fantasy, a man with a sword that appears from beliefs and legends and has no real body.

Originally, the plan was to gather or covertly protect everyone with his free-moving knife, which is not in the museum or in private hands, but now...

Xiaohumaru touched his own body in this world. In this world... is there a body? ! !And it was really made by Inari God? ! !

"Little Fox Ball Hall!"

There was a small exclamation from the side.

"Drug research?!" Xiaohuwan was surprised.

Among the sword men of Shizheng, it is not just Kohomaru Ichiba who is unknown, Yaken Toshiro in front of him, because his last master hid in the sea of ​​fire, he also disappeared in history. Shizheng used the same technique as Kohomaru to Let Yaoyan appear, but Xiaohuwan is actually in this room, and also sees Yaoyan's gradually solidified body? !

"Xiaohuwan! Yaoyan! And... stability..." Qingguang Qingguang's slightly choked voice came from beside him.

"Kiyomitsu!" Holding his own sword in both hands, Yamato Mamoru Anding gradually took shape beside California Kiyomitsu with a tone of bewilderment. Yamato Mamoru Anding is the sword of Souji Okita, but there is no clear record of Souji Okita in history. The company owns Yamato Shouting, and only the Shinsengumi’s purchase records record that Shinsengumi bought a batch of Yamato Shouting knives for use, but there is no detailed record of the actual users.After all, the Shinsengumi at that time was the executioner of the shogunate, so there are not many records, and later they were destroyed in a venting style, and there are not many surviving records.

So in the same way, there is an unknown Yamato Shou Stability and California Kiyomitsu who cannot be repaired by the broken blade. In current politics, it is also a sword that condenses the body through beliefs and legends.

"Xiaohuwan...?" Then, an uncertain voice sounded, with obvious hesitation in his tone.Xiaohumaru felt that the voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, and couldn't remember who it was for a while.

But it doesn't matter, this hidden knife room is only so big, once he turns around, he can...enough...

"...You are Jinjian?!" Yao Yan asked in surprise.

"Ah... I, I seem to have become... a big sword?!" The original tone was still a little uncertain, but after a while, Imai became happy, "I am a big sword! I just said I It used to be tall!"

"..." Xiaohuwan smiled and did not speak.They have seen Jinjian worrying about gains and losses after returning from practice, and they have also heard Jinjian admit that there is no short sword like Jinjian in history, so now this is...

"Oh, I saw you as soon as I opened my eyes. Could it be that my brother... eh...well, is my brother Maru here anyway?" A soft voice sounded from the side.

"Higakiriden." Xiaohumaru greeted this old knife who even forgot his younger brother's name.

"It seems that there are only 6 of us." Yaken, who has quickly investigated the room, looked at the other unresponsive knives on the knife holder. These are just ordinary knives. Although they are sharp and spiritual, they are not men with swords.

"Is the owner of this place a collector of swords?" Hidekiri, who recognized the indoor sword, also sighed.

"Maybe it's a collector with strange hobbies?" Xiaohumaru looked at the set of bows and arrows stored next to his blade with joy, and couldn't look away for some reason.

"Well..." Mustache looked at a white fur ball doll with red horns and holding a bamboo beside him and tilted his head. For some reason, looking at this ball, he wanted to draw his knife, chop off his arm or something.

"Can you put down the gifts my friends gave me?" Just then, a cold voice came from the door.

Even Yaoyan, who is an excellent detective with short knives, didn't hear any movement from the door before the sound rang, let alone knew in advance that someone was coming at the door.

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry!" Xiaohumaru hurriedly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, Tokiri put down the ball in his hand, Yaken put down the matchlock gun he picked up, and Imaiken put down the large handful of feathers he picked up. Yamato Shou'an hurriedly looked at the white-haired young man at the door, not wanting to put down the scratched forehead at all.

"This... this is... this is Okita-san's forehead! We will never admit it wrong!"

"Before you talk about my treasures, can you please return my things?" The boy in white clothes and white hair stood calmly at the door. He had an overly delicate and beautiful face, white clothes, white hair and snow-white skin. With a temperament and a sense of delicacy that are completely different from ordinary people, the fusangshen who have seen too many historical figures and men with swords and swords are distracted for a moment, because of this strangeness that seems to be something from another world Sensation and... magic, and loss of mind.

But the young man didn't care about the loss of these inhuman beings. He simply blocked the only way out and stood there quietly. An extraordinary pressure, like some kind of... monster with human skin on its head.

A skin-irritating feeling came out from under the skin of that human being, the instinct of a sword was crazily calling the police, but it seemed to be covered by something, and instead turned into a vague and strange feeling.

But so what?

compare with……

"Are you a descendant of Okita-san? Or was Okita-san here later..." Yamato Morita asked hurriedly.

"So, don't you understand human language? Before you talk about my treasure, can you... give me back my knife?!" The white-haired young man at the door said so, with a completely different expression from his calm expression. The terrifying murderous look.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the entire space began to riot. At this time, Xiaohumaru and the others realized that the entire space here was actually filled with strong spiritual energy from the youth in front of them, but these spiritual energy was so huge that People thought they were just air, but they ignored it at the first time, and when these auras became violent, they realized that they were like bamboo rats thrown in the water, being choked for breath.

"I...we are... Fusangshen of the sword..." Unable to withstand the pressure of the air, Xiaohumaru was suppressed and knelt down on the ground. He supported the ground with one hand and untied the knife at his waist with the other, " It is indeed Xiaohuwan, it is... your knife."

"I know you are men with swords." The white-haired young man was unmoved, "But you are not my sword, my sword is unconscious."

"No! We are indeed..." Xiaohumaru hastily explained, if he denied the identity of his sword, Xiaohumaru has no doubt that the invisible but ready-to-go terrifying spiritual power will easily tear them into pieces .

Most of their burnt and lost swords were gathered in this small knife room. What if something happened to them and the other swords were helpless? !He had to keep this psychic user steady, even... Xiaohumaru smiled wryly, he had already admitted that he was the master's sword, and as a rare sword, this was the first time he was despised...

For Dao Jian, acknowledging his master is not casual... Forget it, isn't he casual enough?But if we talk about the actual situation, the 'Little Fox Pill' is here. If they hadn't descended on the sword, this lord would not have lost his sword.

"Xiaohumaru." Higakiri interrupted Xiaohumaru's concealment. He tried his best to look up at the white-haired young man in the storm of spiritual power, showing a cute smile that didn't seem to feel any pain, "You know the sword man, then It's that simple."

"Hisakiri... Dian?" Xiaohumaru also reacted, he was confused just now because he was concerned, and after thinking about the words of the young man in front of him, he can understand that this human being has almost clearly stated that he already knows everything.

Knowing they were knives, but, not his original knives.

"I'm very sorry. I hope you can accept my apology. I came to your house without authorization, took your treasures without authorization, and then tried to deceive you. I'm really... very sorry." This time, Xiaohuwan was sincere and sincere He knelt down and sat down, with his hands on his waist, even though it was very difficult, he still bent down and bowed his head, sincerely admitting his mistake to the young man.

Behind Jin Jianyao Ken Qingguang Anding looked at each other, and Tokiri simply bowed his head and apologized, so they had no choice but to do so, although they didn't quite understand what was going on, but it seemed that they were disturbing others just now. Something to blame?Well, this matter is indeed their mistake...

So in front of the young man was Wu Ya's six backs of the head, and he didn't raise it for a long time, obviously apologizing very sincerely.

And with their apology, the terrifying spiritual power in the room gradually subsided, and soon returned to the ubiquitous but calm non-existent state when they first came.

All the knives present breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they came to this world after being prepared for Broken Knife, and even in order for them to get here smoothly, each sword has linked no less than dozens of "selves", but the Broken Knife they killed at the beginning is still Thank you for not being sensitive.

"Leave the knife, you come out." The young man turned and left the door, and walked in another direction, apparently intending to listen to what they had to say.

"That... please wait a moment, how should I address you, sir? Ah, just tell me to call you by name, I just want to know how to address you." Xiaohumaru asked to stay.

The young man stopped, but he didn't turn his head. A voice so calm that he couldn't hear his emotions sounded: "Just call me Onimaru, Onimaru... Kuninaga."

The author has something to say: I haven't finished the second half of the chapter, and sure enough, the word count on the IF line exploded again. This Onimaru is a complete Onimaru, the kind that lived hundreds of years longer than the one in the main text.

The second half of the chapter talks about the past 500 years of Onimaru, and Onimaru who was not with the sword still went through the plot.

By the way, spoiler, Onimaru’s name %&*%#￥…@#￥@（*…!#￥%%#

In short, I will give it another day... _(:з」∠)_