God judge, her career is paramount

"It's delicious..."

Tong Mo lay on the soft couch, licking the blood that spilled from his fingertips, let the blood drip on his tongue and soak into his body, and after bringing a thrill of trembling, he separated it and continued to repeat the process of savoring.

"Let me guess... she is very young, about 17 years old, she should have black hair, thin lips, and beautiful eyes." Tong Mopin clicked his tongue, trying to dig out the bleeding owner from the two drops of blood Information.

"He's tall, healthy, neither fat nor thin, and he hasn't given birth to a baby yet..."

Tong Mo murmured: "I always feel that there are some things inside that I haven't seen before... Is it an illusion? When did I meet her?"

Suddenly, Tong Mo retracted his lazy posture, and took out a transparent hook jade from his bosom.

He put the Gouyu in the palm of his hand, and hung the index finger of the other hand on the Gouyu. The blood beads overflowed and dripped from the fingertips. As if there was no obstacle, the blood beads were instantly sucked into the Gouyu, and the transparent Gouyu also became Dark red in color.

After finishing this, Tong Mo opened the dark drawer of the short table, placed the Gouyu in the center of the golden cushion, and put the cushion and Gouyu together into the dark drawer.

He said to himself: "Little girl, it can only be mine..."

Tong Mo stood up from the soft couch, stretched his waist: "Alright, let's go see that adult."

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In a certain abandoned Honmaru, the sky is low and gray, and the buildings are rotten like a haunted house.

Mustache sat on the dilapidated veranda with his legs crossed, his muscular upper body bare, and humming an out-of-tune song. If he ignored what he was doing, he would look very relaxed.

The snow-white Taidao walked out of the house in Yizheng, and jumped up and down the moment he saw Mustache.

"You are too disgusting! Are you trying to scare me to death?!"

"Tsuramaru?" Higakiri turned his head, the knife in his hand was full of blood, he smiled at Tsurumaru indifferently, "You're back, where is Sankazuki?"

"He's gone out." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyelids twitched, and he found that he couldn't ignore the two dark eye sockets on Hikakiri's face, so he simply turned his eyes away from him.

Mustukiri continued to stab himself, peeling off slices of tainted flesh, with a ghost horn and two eyeballs thrown beside him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was sitting on pins and needles by the side, horrified by the sound of cutting flesh and scraping bones.

As a weapon, he is of course familiar with the sound of the knife cutting the human body, but it is difficult for him to accept the sound of cutting the knife without feeling the slightest pain and humming while cutting.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga only felt that his hair was about to stand on end: "Aren't you in pain?"

"Of course it hurts." Higakiri threw up the knife and caught it again, "But after all, you can't get rid of it. If you want to recover, you can only do it like this."

The exorcism needs the help of three gods or artifacts, while the exorcist needs to sincerely admit his mistakes, such as violating the contract and assassinating the master, the former condition can still be fulfilled, but the latter...

Hikiri looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was surprised to find that Hikiri's eyes had regrown, and the golden eyes were still clear, as if they had never been polluted.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was shocked: "How did you recover so quickly?!"

Without a master, there would be no source of spiritual power, and it would be very difficult to keep oneself from being polluted, let alone recover from injuries.

Hikekiri: "Because of this..."

He stretched out his right hand to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and a group of translucent turbidity appeared in his palm.

The mass screamed silently, and a human face appeared in it, and it was too distorted to recognize the original appearance.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blurted out: "Shenyin!??" Just as he said it, he himself denied it: "No, no, if Shenyin is not, there will be a body... Could this be a soul?!"

Mustache smiled and said: "That's right ~ this is a part of the soul."

Eating the soul can also increase spiritual power, and eating the soul of a special person can also have a miraculous effect on getting rid of scorpions.

And the incomplete soul will cause a series of symptoms ranging from irritable and irritable to dementia.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened his mouth wide open for a long time: "So, whose soul is it?"

"Guess?" Mustache swallowed the soul in one gulp, licking his lips with the tip of his bright red tongue: "It's really unpalatable."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's throat moved, and he felt like throwing up even though his stomach was empty.

Higakiri continued to remove the mask from his body, and asked casually, "Did Sankayue go out to find a target? Are you not going?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes flickered: "I don't want to find someone to hide. As for the Mikazuki Palace... Group A No. 4 Honmaru was appointed to shake up Mikazuki Munekin, so he went."

Hidekiri suddenly raised his head: "Wait a minute, you mean Group A...No. 4?"

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Group A No. 4 main pill.

Hasebe led Yizheng wearing a dark blue hunting suit through the courtyard. Unlike Honmaru's exaggerated area, they hardly encountered a few swords and swords along the way, and there was only the fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds in the courtyard.

Hasebe introduced while walking: "...This is the manual entry room and the recovery pool. The recovery pool in our Honmaru is different from other Honmaru. You will know next time you go. On the left is the place where the Shinsengumi lives. There are many swords with different swords living alone; on the right is the yard of Awataguchi, there are many of them... You live with the same swords too? Jinjian and Yanrong have already come, and they live in the northwest of the castle tower By the lake."

"it is good."

The cyanized tachi followed unhurriedly, wearing a gorgeous hunting clothes, it felt like walking out of the wooden verandah from the imperial palace.

In most Honmaru, most of Fu Sangshen would show some respect to the senior Ping An old sword, at least using honorifics, but this vibe-kiri Hasebe is different, so you can say what you want: "Our master It's easy to get along with, but a courtier can't do something presumptuous just because the master is easy to get along with."

Sanri Yuezong smiled, "That's natural."

After getting an affirmative answer, Hasebe felt a little relieved, being able to communicate is better than a brat, and he was afraid that a brat would be gone, and another evil concubine would come... Cough!If it is a demon sword that will bring disaster to the country, then it will be like luring wolves into the house.

"Now I will take you to see the master. The master just got a new knife yesterday, and he has been staying with him for the past few days..." Hasebe suddenly realized that what he said could easily be misunderstood, so he quickly added: "Isn't the master good at sleeping?" The current human beings are not leaving the body because of the special situation of the sword. Please don't get me wrong, our master is not like your former master, he will not do things like forcing the sword!"

It is written in the materials of Zhen Sanri Yue Zongjin that the former master was killed by Fu Sangshen because he was forced to go to sleep... Sanri Yue Zongjin understood: "I understand."

Seeing that he did not misunderstand, Yaki Hasebe heaved a sigh of relief, and said casually: "I don't know who would do such an unbearable thing. They couldn't bear to kill violently even once."

"Of course it's because... the former master hurt his most cherished younger brothers." Sanri Yue Zongjin said with a smile.

"..." Pressing and cutting Hasebe wisely decided to end this topic: "Let's go this way, the new knife needs to be tested, and the master is now in the hand room."

In the hands-on room, there are two tigers fighting against each other. The one in the golden brocade coat is aggressive, while the one in the red coat is defending calmly.

The judge was wearing a kendo uniform, and was sitting on the sidelines. In front of her was a young man with the height of a dagger, who was walking towards her crookedly.

Two steps away, Xiao Cun Wu's right foot went limp, and he threw himself forward involuntarily. The God Judge hurriedly stepped forward to support him, helping Xiao Cun Wu regain his footing.

...Familiar hair color, familiar inner suit, but the wrong height, Mikazuki Zongjin narrowed his eyes slightly.

He followed Hasebe into the hand room, and the moment he stepped on the floor of the room, the atmosphere in the room was quiet.

"Hey, it's really a change for Mikazuki to come back, welcome!"

"Is this the most beautiful sword in the world?"

How beautiful is the most beautiful sword?It is not an exaggeration to say that she is beautiful.

Sanri Yuezong has always been well adapted to the astonishing gazes of others, he walked unhurriedly in front of the judge, with a smile on his thin lips, and there seemed to be a deep night sky in his half-closed eyes——

"Sankaiyue Zongjin... because of removing more blade patterns, it is called Sankaiyue. Please give me your advice."

The god judge was also amazed. Even though a series of handsome, handsome or cute men with swords surrounded her, she was still stunned when she suddenly saw the beauty of Sanri Yuezong, and it took two seconds for her to react: "Welcome to my Honmaru, please give me your advice."

Press cut Hasebe secretly gave Utasen Kanesada a thumbs up.

The rest of the swords and swords should be held together, and the insiders who should be inside, Sanri Yuezong walked towards the god judge, looked at Xiao Cunwu and asked curiously: "Excuse me... this is the Knee Maru Palace?"

The judge took Xiao Cun Wu's hand and sat down: "He is a side of Xiwan, named Cun Wu."

Xiao Cunwu took a look at Sanri Yue Zongjin, and suddenly threw himself into the arms of the God Judge, wrapping his thin arms around the God Judge's neck.

The judge was a little surprised: "Huh?"

Xiao Cun Wu buried her face on the shoulder of the judge, exposed her eyes and gave San Ri Yue Zong a close look.

Sanri Yue Zongjin: "Oh yeah...?"

He was really surprised, this crippled knee ball was surprisingly sensitive to breath.

The judge couldn't laugh or cry, she had never been so close to any sword before: "Get up, are you hungry? Or are you shy?"

Xiao Cun Wu didn't know how to describe what he felt. There was a vague and dangerous aura on the vibrating sword opposite him, which made him suddenly afraid... afraid that the master would be taken away.

Xiao Cunwu hugged him even tighter, buried his face in the placket of the interrogator's clothes, and said sullenly: "Master...I want to sleep."

The judge asked nervously, "Is there any discomfort? Leg pain?"

Xiao Cunwu rubbed his head against the clothes of the judge, but didn't speak.

The judge had no choice but to pick up Xiaocunwu and walk to the Tianshou Pavilion.

In the Handai Room, a group of sword men were so jealous that they crushed the handle of the wooden knife... Hasebe said sadly: "Does my lord prefer sword men who have changed from big swords to small ones? It's too late for me to go back to the furnace and reforge now." ?”

After shaking his sword a few times, he glared at Hasebe: "Where's the backbone?! And sure enough, you want to bury your chest too, Master!"

In the next few days, Honmaru had a wild life... mainly because the old blades were running around in secret.

In the past, the master was indifferent, but it was also indifferent to all swords and swords. At most, only Kasen Kensei could receive some preferential treatment.Secondly, the treatment of the short sword with the appearance of a child is better than that of the adult Taidao, and from time to time, he can be patted on the head by the owner...

But now, Yizhen Daojian suddenly got unprecedented favor from his master. He walks with him, hugs him, sleeps with him, and almost never feeds him!

Not only Gexian and Hasebe, many swords bit the small handkerchief in private.

And another Shintachi...

He is full of peace and aristocratic style in his gestures, even if he does nothing, he can crush all of you old swords with just a face, and because he is familiar with the Honmaru, he accompanied the master to walk half of the Honmaru when he was walking, using one after another. The little peace story amazed the guests.

Not to mention he still has strength.

The master's hands were itchy while he was recovering from his injuries. He smiled and took the initiative to play with the master for a few rounds. The master immediately looked at him differently and agreed to take him out next time... Candlestick Kiri, who is also a Taidao, almost put medicine in his dinner.

So, when Yiqi Yizhen returned to Honmaru, what he saw was such a scene.

He rested for a night, and the fatigue of the past few days was finally dispelled. After getting up, he went to the garden of Honmaru, and he saw the most beautiful man in the world sitting next to his master, holding a young boy in his arms. There was a smile on his expressionless face.

A gust of wind blows in the courtyard, and the rain of cherry blossoms in the sky adds a layer of light pink color to this scene.

Yizheng stopped in the first phase, and the five tigers who came out with him asked, "Brother? Don't you want to go?"

Yiqi opened his mouth, he didn't know what he was thinking, and said after a long time: "Go back, I... I'm still a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

The author has something to say:

I always thought that it would be very simple for Ping An old knives to want someone to fall in love with them (poor first phase Ni