Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

Naya Asahi didn't know how long she had been waiting, but felt that the surroundings were a little eerie. The sunset finally fell, and the night gradually covered the earth and Honmaru.

His body, which was originally warmed by the sun, gradually became cooler, even in the spring night, it was still slightly cool.Asahi Naya touched her groaning stomach, her fingertips trembling slightly due to hunger.

No matter how long the game is, it should be over after three hours.

Asahina Nami sat on the ground, obviously had an answer in his heart, but he still waited stubbornly, waiting for the man to push the grass and smile and pull him out with cool hands.

The nose suddenly became sour, and the eye sockets gradually became moist.Naya Asahi buried her face in the red gown and trousers, unconsciously grasping the weeds on the ground.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of being stirred in the surrounding grass, and Asahina Nami's heart suddenly jumped violently, and her hand grasping the weeds tightened unconsciously.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the year before. He immediately raised his head and looked at the person with undisguised anticipation.However, the target is not the 'girl' with the pair of blue smiling eyes in memory, but a cold golden narrow eye in the moonlight, and the other is covered by a black eyepatch. hair man.

... Candlestick cut Guangzhong.

Naya Asahi looked at the person coming and subconsciously remembered the name of the sword she remembered privately.

The man didn't seem to be surprised at why Nami Asahi was sitting here. He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Nami Asahi up. Seeing him sitting on the ground in a daze, he didn't know what to think, so he put his hand across the boy's leg Wo, Wei Wei hugged him up with a little effort.

Xu Shi didn't react, and the pink-haired boy was carried by the candlestick Qie Guangzhong all the way to a washing stone built in the corner, put the boy on the ground, and directly led his hand to put it under the water.

The slightly cool water flowed through the boy's hands, and a pair of big hands were clasped outside, occasionally driving the boy's hands to wash.

Unlike his appearance, the man's movements were very gentle and careful.

Nayami Asahina stared at the water reflecting the faint light under the moonlight, and suddenly remembered that Yaya used to wrap her hand with his big hand, and while washing it, she hummed a clean nursery rhyme in her mouth. Hands, warm and gentle.

However, at this moment, he quietly looked at the big hand outside his hand that only occasionally touched him, and felt extremely cold.

...just like Luan Sang's.

The two walked one after the other, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada walked in front, Asahinami walked behind, the two came to a house, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada opened the paper door and turned sideways, respectfully let Asahinami enter first .

Asahina glanced at him, said nothing and walked into the house.He remembered this room, the last time he ate here.Without any other guidance, he sat in the chief position in the room, and the others remained in their original positions.

All the swords had obviously already entered the table, and they were talking with the people beside them on the seat at this time. When they saw Asahinami coming in, they stopped talking and sat quietly on the cushion.

As soon as he took his seat, someone brought food, and Asahinami looked up at the silver-haired boy with head and shoulders who put the food for him.

The silver-haired boy lowered his eyes and looked docile. A pair of hands between a boy and a young man brought out plates of delicate food from the food box, and his dexterous hands placed the plates on the table without making a sound. sound.

After he finished arranging everything, the silver-haired boy raised his head, a pair of amethyst-like deep eyes quietly reflected the God-inspector.

"Please dine, master."

Nami Asahi stared blankly at those heart-wrenching eyes, which were different from the eyes that often hid a smile, these eyes directly reflected him, they were very clear, and seemed to directly reflect Nami Asahi's heart uneasy.

The two stared at each other for a moment, Naomi Asahina took the lead to look away, the young man pretended to be casually looking at the swords sitting in the lower seat, and then caught the shoulder-length man with orange hair among the group of people almost at a glance.

I saw that person was talking to Yao Yan beside him in a low voice at this time, occasionally raised his delicate eyebrows, and smiled with his crooked eyes.

As if noticing the sight here, he raised his eyes and glanced at Asahinami, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and then went to Yaoken's ear and whispered something, which made the serious black The hair boy couldn't help laughing.

Asahinami stared there blankly, her heart throbbed a few times, and she couldn't help but clenched her hands a little bit.

Gukuu Fujishiro knelt beside him, clearly seeing every move of the god judge.

He was the one who came out today, even if he didn't participate in it, he still knew something about their actions.

From the very beginning, he stepped into the sweet trap of messy weaving, and it can only be said that this young god judge is as innocent and clean as he hoped on the outside.

The swords that have gone through several generations of god judges are no longer advocating such beautiful things as loyalty, benevolence and righteousness as they were first forged.

Every time they pass through, the god judges who are human beings will restrict them because of various selfish desires. After each generation, the swordsmen have to adjust their state to seek the satisfaction and love of the god judges.

Gradually, because of these, they also forgot, or hid their true nature, and took the initiative to cater to the judges and everything from the government.

Then, grab the ankle of the Inquisitor as he escapes from this sweet and cozy cage called Honmaru, and drag him to Honmaru on the other side.

This phenomenon is already very common, especially in these recycled Honmaru. Although the time government immediately blocked the information and carried out private large-scale shredding as soon as these signs appeared in the Honmaru, but how many of these things have been spread? out.

Honmaru turned to private and secret communication, and this phenomenon gradually decreased, and the government of the time gradually reduced its vigilance in this regard.

As a result, one after another huge hommaru began to change hands in the hands of the new god judge until it was taken over by this young god judge.

After dinner, Asahina Nami was like chewing wax, and followed the silver-haired boy back to his room. After being told that the drug research conference would come back tomorrow to confirm and hand over today's work, the silver-haired boy returned to the room just across the door from him. In the room with the door, start the vigil.

The room was quiet, only a candle on the counter glowed slightly, the bed had already been made, and Asahinami sat on it, not feeling sleepy at all.

If you are at home, things will be very lively at this time, even if everyone is not in the same room, you can still hear other people's voices through the thick walls, but at this time, the room is quiet.

Staring at a corner of the room for a long time, his eye sockets were suddenly wet, the boy bit his lower lip, and stopped the voice that was about to escape from his mouth.

Asahi Naya raised her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously, took off her outer coat and put on a white inner garment directly into the bedding, the cold instantly made him shudder.

Go to sleep, tomorrow, tomorrow will be better.

Thinking so, the young man slowly closed his eyes.