Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

The hideous wound healed slowly, and within a minute it was back to its original state.Yamato Morita closed his eyes, his breathing gradually returned to normal, his brows that were frowned by the pain stretched out, his pale complexion added a little fragility to the boy's peaceful sleeping face.

Withdrawing the hand covering the wound, Asahina let out a long breath, and gradually relaxed her tense nerves.He took a step back, but unexpectedly his legs, which had been erect all the time, suddenly became weak, and he fell backwards uncontrollably.

Aware of his situation, Daguli Jialuo immediately stepped forward to support the boy's body, and the boy fell heavily into his arms. He lowered his head and was surprised to find that the person in his arms had fallen asleep.

"..." Daguli Jialuo picked up the young man and walked to a spare bed in the hand room and put him on it. Gai Qingguang saw his movements as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he quietly accepted without saying a word He for.

Neither of the two swords offered to leave their hands and enter the room, even though there was still a trace of bloody smell in the air in the room.

Daikurigaro sat on the tatami mat and silently looked at the teacup in front of him. The layout of this honmaru was extremely weird, and he had no way of escaping from it alone, not to mention bringing a bag that he didn't know when he would wake up from his deep sleep. juvenile.

Furthermore, the young man has just consumed a lot of spiritual power. If he is taken out of the Honmaru rashly, it is not appropriate to act in an environment where all kinds of spiritual power are mixed outside. At least this Honmaru is also operating under his spiritual power. Consciously replenish the young master.

Okurigara frowned slightly, for some reason he was always restless. It had been a while since he activated the wooden talisman, but not only the swords of this Honmaru did not move, even the companions here who should have almost arrived They have no news at all.

The hand on Da Dao's thigh was clenched unconsciously, and he looked uncertainly at California Kiyomitsu who was calmly drinking tea on the opposite side. A look of worry about his companion.

His vision flickered suddenly.

Okurigara opened his eyes slightly, he subconsciously wanted to stabilize his sight to see the sword in front of him clearly, but the more he was like this, the more blurred the sword in his sight.

"you……"

As if aware of something, Okurigaro pulled out the sword from the scabbard and pointed it at California Kiyomitsu.

He stumbled to his feet, the sword in his hand was out of focus for a moment, and he slashed at the young boy's sword in a haphazard manner. The two sides of the sword collided fiercely, almost sparking, and the sword with a metallic silver color was deadlocked.

It was a very tense scene, but the black-haired boy with the knife suddenly chuckled, he raised his deep red eyes, took out a bag of things leisurely from his pocket with one hand, and shook it casually twice , There was a salsa sound in the paper bag.

"I didn't expect it to work, this."

The smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger as he spoke, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Your Excellency is no different from a human being now."

Qingguang Qingguang's subordinates exerted a little force, and the sword facing him was immediately suppressed by three points. The young man smiled, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, the sword that was originally held in Dagulikara's hand suddenly fell out of his hand and fell on the ground. side space.

Okurigara took a few steps back unsteadily, hitting the wall with his back.My mind was in a mess and I couldn't think at all, and my vision became more and more blurred.

He grabbed his right wrist, which had been dislocated by the boy's counterattack.Without a sword in his hand, he is not even as good as a human being. The man bit his lip hard to try to wake himself up, and his eyes tried to distinguish where the main body fell.

When he finally found the main body and was about to pick it up, a sword suddenly stuck in front of him. The sharp blade was only one centimeter away from his fingertips, but the fingertips were still cut by the sword energy.

He supported the ground to stabilize his swaying body, raised his head with difficulty, and saw the black-haired boy's deep red eyes wide open, looking down at him emotionlessly.

"This kind of thing is no longer useful." He said as he bent down slightly to pick up the sword, lightly swept the blade and said lightly, "Throw away the useless things?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw the sword far away from the room, only to hear a plop, and the sword fell into the chilly autumn lake, as if he was himself, and felt an uncontrollable chill pouring into his body.

Daguli Jialuo lay powerlessly on the ground with almost no power to fight back, looking very embarrassed.California Qingguang walked around him coldly, walked to the bedside where Asahina Nami was placed, and gently lifted the boy up.

The boy slept deeply, even if he was hugged, he still fell asleep like a puppet, without the slightest tendency to be woken up.California Qingguang lovingly rested the boy's head on the neck, and gently stroked the pale pink hair. His exquisite face was full of happy expressions, but the words he spoke were not so pleasant.

"You want his spiritual power?"

Da Dao of the black-haired boy sneered. Although these words sound harsh, they are indeed true after careful consideration.

They really wanted to use the boy's spiritual power to keep that person by their side for a long time. This kind of selfishness made Okurigaro look silently at the boy who was held in his arms by the sword, and at the same time, this was the last look.

The cold sound of swords and swords faintly appeared in my ears.

and also--

In my memory, the voice of the boy calling his name with a smile in the sun.

'Great Julisang'

'Great Julisang'

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With the disappearance of the body's spiritual power, the world fell into infinite darkness.

***

Someone was humming a nursery rhyme.

A soft melody without words.

Naya Asahina slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Yamato Moran's pale but smiling face.The black-haired boy let his hair drape over his shoulders, and was wearing a freshly washed white undershirt. His originally gentle eyebrows became even more gentle at this moment.

The boy in his arms raised his hand blankly to caress his face, it was a little cold, but it did exist.

Weakly lowering his hands, Asahina smiled lightly in relief, and Yaken beside him took the opportunity to stuff a piece of snack into his mouth, because his body was weak, so he quickly swallowed the food and leaned on Token's shoulder he looked around for a moment and asked.

"Where is Dajulisang?"

"He's gone back." Yamato Shou'an replied.

Naomi Asahi was taken aback and asked, "Where did you go back?"

"Go back to where he should go."

Yamato Mamoru Anding's ambiguous answer made the boy a little confused. He raised his eyes to observe Touken's expression, hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Can I go and see him?"

"..."

Touken's calm expression froze suddenly, he was silent for a while, lowered his head, his blue eyes quietly reflected Asahina Nami, and said suddenly.

"Master wants to go back to that Honmaru."

Asahi Nami was stunned for a moment, her heart was full of embarrassment and nervousness of being exposed, but seeing that the sword beside her had a very bad expression, she immediately shook her head vigorously.

"No, I didn't—"

Before he finished talking about the sword, he suddenly said something that made him stunned, he said.

"But even if the master wants to go back, he probably won't be able to go back."

Eh?

Naya Asahi stopped her movements and her pupils dilated unconsciously, he said.

"Can't go back... what do you mean?"

He stood up from the arms of the sword he was leaning on, grabbing the hem of Yamato Shuan'an's clothes with a trembling voice.

"Why don't you talk... you—"

'It might just be a trap. '

Okurigara's words suddenly came to mind, the boy took a few steps back and looked at the three swords in front of him in disbelief.

"You lied to me?"

"No." California Qingguang looked at Asahina Nami calmly, he paused and said, "I didn't deceive the master, Yamato Shou'an is indeed going to be broken."

"..." Clenching the hands hanging by her side, Asahinami bowed her head and said nothing.

It's late at night, and a gust of cold, biting wind blows from time to time in the autumn evening, as if to blow away people's chaotic thoughts.The silent night without the chirping of cicadas was a bit bleak, but Naomi Asahina stood not far from the sword, and suddenly opened her mouth to break the silence.

"Take me back."

He raised his head and looked at the swords firmly, even when the faces of the swords suddenly darkened when he blurted out, they did not hesitate at all.

Yamato Shou'an's face was pale, he leaned against the pillar and quietly looked at the young man who was confronting them, and said calmly for a long time.

"You know it's impossible. Since we took you back from those people, we can't send you back."

With her heart beating so hard, Asahinami pursed her lips and walked towards the sword, stretching out her hand as if to touch the sword.Yamato Moran Ding was taken aback for a moment, but his eyebrows that had been furrowed just now softened instantly, and he looked at the young man's hand on his lap with a smile in his eyes, trying to grab him.

However, when the two hands were about to touch each other by a centimeter, the boy suddenly swayed, turned his feet, and threw himself on Yaken Toshiro who was standing beside him.

The short knife didn't have time to react for a while, only felt a light in the waist, and the sword was pulled out from the sheath.

There was a burst of surprise on the faces of all the swords and swords. I saw the young man quickly jumped away from them holding the short knife, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and pointing the blade at them. The sharp blade was glowing cold under the moonlight. However, he always held the sword tightly.

"Take me back!" The young man said forcefully, watching Yamato Shou'an slowly withdraw his hand in the air, and said with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

"Are you going to confront us with a knife for them?"

"..." The hand holding the sword paused slightly, Asahinami gritted her teeth and did not speak.

California Qingguang walked over from the side, his expression was calm, his hands were naturally hanging by his side, and he didn't even intend to draw the knife.He approached Asahinami step by step, who was suppressed and retreated step by step.

"Don't come here!" Asahina shouted in panic, seeing the sword still walking towards him unaffected and not afraid of the sharpness of the sword, he suddenly withdrew the sword and put it against his neck in a hurry.

The sword's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he narrowed his crimson eyes and said calmly, "Yakuken Toshiro can't hurt his master."

Although he said so, his eyes were fixed on the bright red between the blade and the young man's white and tender skin.

The legend is still the legend, how can such a sharp blade fail to cut the skin.

The two were in a stalemate, at this time Yaken Toshiro also came over suddenly, he swept across his body and was held tightly by the young man. The occasional trembling brought the sword closer to his neck, the blade cut through the young man's fragile skin, bright red The blood slowly left, but the owner didn't seem to notice it at all.

Dagger closed his eyes and sighed, finally compromised.

"Please put down the sword, we will take you there, this kind of raw and cold thing is not suitable for holding in your hands."

As he said that, he was about to step forward to take down the sword, but when he saw the young man holding the sword and retreating immediately, his eyes were full of vigilance and disbelief.

"..." Yaken Fujishiro smiled helplessly, and he will come after he has suffered on his own.

Seeing the alertness in the young man's eyes, Yaken Toshiro immediately took a few steps back, and he raised his hands to show that he was harmless.

"I have no intention of deceiving you. If this continues, it will only delay the time even more. Maybe I won't even be able to see it for the last time."

"..." Asahi Nami's heart was pierced by Dagger Yun's light words, with a sour feeling in his nose, he threw the sword in his hand on the ground, trying to suppress the urge to cry.

The author has something to say: Thank you babies for your support??

Today we are still running against the sun on the avenue of making troubles.

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