Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

Yaken Toshiro looked at the sword in the room calmly, and had a vague guess in his heart.

Zuo Wenjia's swords were usually indifferent, and they had little contact with Honmaru's swords on weekdays. This time, as soon as Jinjian left, they naturally seized the opportunity and successfully made the god judges pay attention to them.

Saying that they took the initiative to lower their bodies, it would be more credible if there was something that caught the attention of the judges.

That's why Yaken Toshiro looked around to see if there was anything worth noting as soon as he came in.

Of course it was not found.The only photo was temporarily kept by Sosan Zuowen for fear that Naya Asahi would be exposed if she was placed in the room, so no one else would find it.

The people in the room still didn't speak, and the air was a little stagnant for a while.Under the silent confrontation between the two sides, Atsuto Shiro, among the swords, stepped out.

The short-haired boy looked a little impatient, frowning and looking at each other.

"You guys should just say something."

Zong San Zuowen heard the words, raised his head slightly, his eyes of different colors passed over the dagger quietly, and looked at the swords with different expressions behind him.

The young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, he took his eyes back and landed on the plate of unused food on the table, as if talking to himself.

"Yeah, where did you go..."

Although the voice was weak, it was still caught by the sharp-hearing swordsmen, and suddenly the air sank a bit.

Hou Teng Shiro frowned even tighter, and he took another step forward, but at this moment, Jiang Xue Zuowenzi, who was originally sitting in the depths of the room, suddenly stood up and walked out slowly.

He stopped when he walked to the place where the hall and the corridor meet. The young man sat down and put the sword gently in front of him. The sun shone on the scabbard, and the metal shone with eyes closed. Jiang Xue left The face of the text was hidden in the shadows and gently closed his eyes, saying.

"Please come back."

The young man's voice was as calm as water, yet extremely resolute.

"..."

"……interesting."

Atsushi Shiro's expression suddenly changed, he bent down slowly, his lower body began to accumulate strength, and he put one hand on the saber beside him, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "What if I say no?"

"..."

Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly opened his eyes, the dark blue eyes reflected the long knife lying quietly on the ground.The young man stretched out his hand to cover the scabbard, and Atsuto Shiro on the opposite side was immediately vigilant while holding the handle of the knife.

The long light blue hair swayed slightly with the man's movements, and there was a crisp metallic sound, and the long knife unsheathed first.

However, the long knife did not completely come out of the scabbard, only a small part of the blade was exposed. The young man moved his hand from the edge of the knife, and his slender fingertips slid slowly on the long knife instead.

The young man opened his lips and his voice was calm.

"So, what do you think of me?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xue Zuowen suddenly raised her eyes, and her deep blue eyes looked straight at the dagger with a bit of sharpness.

It is said that Zuo writers hate war and like peace.

——Hey, what kind of disgust is this...

A thin layer of sweat dripped from the forehead of the short-haired boy, and he was about to use his hand holding the dagger when Rantoshiro, who was beside him, suddenly pressed his shoulder.

Atsuto Shiro turned his head slightly, but his eyes still stayed on Jiang Xue Zuowen.

"Forget it, thick." Ranto Shiro said lightly, it's useless to ask any more after he has already expressed that attitude, it's better to try his best to search for it before the spiritual connection with the god examiner is weak.

The dagger froze slightly, as if realizing what the person beside him was thinking, he was silent for a while and then let go of the hand holding the sword.

All the swords and swords left the courtyard in silence and went to search for the judge.Yiqi Yizhen walked behind Yaoyan and the others, the young man lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking.

He paused slightly at his feet, turned sideways and looked back at Daojian sitting on the corridor. The latter had slightly lowered dark blue eyes, and looked at Daojian indifferently in front of him, as if he hadn't noticed the young man's gaze.

It was late autumn, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard had long withered, and the ground was covered with withered and yellow grass branches. Although it was a disastrous failure, it was taken care of very neatly.

Yiqi Yizhen looked away, looking around casually as if admiring the scenery, and suddenly something in the grass made him stop.

The young man stepped forward, pushed aside the grass, and pulled out a short bamboo knife from the ground.He is very familiar with this thing, and his younger brother often uses it for drills.Three points into the ground with the tip of the knife, the soil on it is still brand new, and there is no moss growing around it.

The expression of the sword with short light blue hair remained unchanged, and the subordinate turned the bamboo knife around, and closed his eyes to feel the spiritual power around him.

After a long time, he stood up and walked from the grass to the porch, gently placed the bamboo knife in his hand in front of Jiang Xue's left text, and said with a soft smile on the young man's face.

"Your Excellency, something you forgot."

The bamboo knife was placed on the side close to the main body of Jiang Xuezuo's characters, and the bamboo knife looked very inconspicuous under the integrated sword that made everything look pale. With a shock in his heart, the hand on his lap couldn't help shivering suddenly.

Jiang Xue Zuowen quietly looked at the bamboo knife for a long time, then raised his eyes.There was no wave in the dark blue ice pupils, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth when the other party naturally carried a few icy breaths.

The two looked at each other for a while, then moved their eyes away at the same time, the shadow in front of them disappeared, and the young man had already left. Jiang Xue sat quietly for a while, picked up the body in front of him, slowly got up and left.

"The little bird in the cage will fly out one day..."

Zong San Zuowenwen came from behind with a few words of lament. Looking at the withered scene in the courtyard in late autumn, Jiang Xue Zuowenwen paused slightly, then returned to normal and turned into a room.

Hearing a slight knock on the door, Zong San Zuowenzi sighed softly.The tea in front of him has cooled completely, and the courtyard has returned to its usual silence, as if it was just a hallucination.

"Brother Zongsan..."

Zong San turned his head to look at Xiao Ye, a trace of worry and guilt appeared on the boy's plain face, the young man smiled faintly at him, and said.

"Don't blame yourself, Xiaoye, even if you don't have that bamboo knife, it's just a matter of time to find that person."

Since they would take the initiative to participate in this matter, they already knew that it would be useless to just send that person out of the Honmaru, but they couldn't bear to see him swayed by other sword desires.

I just hope that the person in Honmaru can find a way to break out of this dilemma.

Or, it is better to leave that person with a few days of beautiful miss.

***

"Hey...Yaya."

The summer sun was still a bit stinging. Nami Asahi and Nayakami Asahi were sitting in the shadow of the corridor, looking at the center of the courtyard under the sun, unaffected by the swords they were playing with. The boy with pale pink hair suddenly said: .

"I have to go back."

Hearing this, Asahi Naiyachen was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the two swords had said to him last night, and his expression calmed down.

He turned to look at the young man beside him, but the young man didn't look at him. His big eyes reflected the swords in the courtyard, but he didn't seem to be looking at them.

The young man frowned slightly, and asked softly, "What's the matter, do you feel uncomfortable here?"

Asahina shook her head lightly, how could it be, he was very happy to be with Yaya, but everyone in Honmaru must be worried because of his sudden departure.

It has been three days, and it has been three days since Asahina Naya came to Honmaru here.At the beginning, he still missed everyone in Honmaru, but after Yaya told him that he had written a letter asking to hand over the sword to Honmaru, Naomi Asahina settled down and lived here leisurely for a few days.

But just yesterday, because Yaya was dealing with official documents, he ran out of the room alone, and then met Yaoyan and Luan at a corner.

The two were talking at the time, and Asahina wanted to greet them with a smile when she saw them, but when she heard "That Honmaru", she suddenly stopped and hid in a dark place around the corner.

He didn't know what he was thinking at that time, but he was certain that 'that Honmaru' was his Honmaru.

Yaken and Luan didn't notice him, they were still talking about something, Naomi Asahina listened for a while, and then slowly walked out from the corner.

The author has something to say: Atsuto Shiro (evil smile): What if I say no?

Jiang Xue's left text (grabbing): Look at the gun!

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