Ya-kun's Honmaru is a bit weird

The summer days are very long, and although it has passed seven o'clock, the sky is still slightly bright.The wind at night is mixed with the warmth in the air, blowing into the deep forest, rolling up a trace of coolness.

The eyes that were fascinated by the sand and dust were a little painful, but even so, the boy still opened his eyes involuntarily under the bursts of pain.

I saw a man gradually walking out from the depths of the woods, wearing a gorgeous and cumbersome Heian-kyo hunting robe. The dark blue and wide robe was embroidered with golden patterns. His black gloved hands were casually resting on On the golden scabbard dagger worn at the waist, like a man walking out of a painting, it slowly stopped at a place five meters away from the two of them.

As the man's movements stopped, there was a sudden rustling sound from the surrounding forest, which was a bit like the sound of rubbing clothes.Asahina was stunned, and saw several figures appearing one after another on the thick branches behind the young man, and then several people gradually walked out of the forest around him, trapping the young man in an invisible area.

The situation was already evident, because his momentary greedy ego screwed everything up again.The things around him are either fake or real, as clumsy as he is, he can't tell the difference at all. The fake things are too real and he has lost his ability to judge accurately. He has to try himself to detect the difference.

The black-haired boy gently put him on the ground, his face was covered by the overly long hair on the side of his face, and his expression could not be discerned under the dark sky.Asahi Naya watched him gradually walk towards the young man in dark blue hunting clothes, and remained silent for a long time.

The young man walked very hard, he would pause every time he took a step in the direction of the young man, supported by the two thin white and thin legs, the young man's thin body became slightly swaying.

He seemed to be standing firm, but it seemed that he had reached his limit. Without any warning, the boy's figure was suddenly covered by a dazzling white light, which instantly illuminated the area within 20 meters of the forest. Goose blue shimmer.

After a while, the glare faded, and the black-haired boy disappeared, only to see a red-orange fox suddenly appearing on the gray-black ground, lying on the ground dying.

"It's so pitiful, the spiritual power has been exhausted."

The young man in dark blue hunting clothes walked forward slowly, and saw that he bent over and hugged the fox, and gently stroked its gray hair with black gloves, bringing it back to life wherever he went.

Faint, but unignorable strands of spiritual power appeared around the young man, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.Under the hands of the young man covered with spiritual power, the fox seems to be gradually recovering, followed by, like thorns and broken flower branches, one after another of dark and weird patterns gradually climbed up the young man's pale face like snow, exuding an ominous look breath.

Three-day Yue Zongjin slowly raised his eyes, which had been replaced by a dark blood red, and the depth of the deep blood was lingering with a thick and lingering gloom. The young man smiled and pulled the black painted lines that spread from his neck, and saw He parted his lips and said slowly.

"finally."

"I can stand in the same place as you."

**

Foxnosuke was the first to discover Honmaru's situation.

When he came here again for the government of time to convey new instructions, the spiritual fluctuations in the air that were far away from the gate had become strange.

If it could, it would have dropped the scroll on the spot and left. I have seen too many Honmaru like this go from being glamorous at the beginning, only to become dilapidated and dilapidated overnight.And inside the Honmaru, there will definitely be a sword that has fallen into darkness, and a human god judge who is forced to collapse.

The government of the time never learns from the lesson.No matter how many similar incidents they report upwards, they will be dealt with silently, and they have no intention of stopping at all. They obviously can't control Fusangshen, which is derived from swords, but they want human god judges to stand between the two. Contained, as a victim.

Fox Shikigami frowned, looked at Honmaru, who was surrounded by a gloomy atmosphere, and took a step back hesitantly.

"Since you're here, why don't you go in and sit down?"

The voice came from the other side of the gate, and it was obvious that he had already noticed Fox's presence.

Foxnosuke paused, his dark golden eyes staring at the slowly opening door, his expression a little nervous.I saw a tall man slowly walking out of the door. His waist-length silver hair was scattered over his shoulders, pouring down like a waterfall. The man's scarlet pupils quietly looked at Fox Shikigami, and then turned his head slightly. He turned around, opened the door a little, ignored the struggle in Fox Shikigami's eyes, and said with a light smile.

"Please come in."

"..." Helplessly under the oppression of the high-level sword, Foxosuke gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the urge to escape, and slowly walked into the Honmaru.

At this time, he wanted to scold the government of time. It seemed that in order to maintain the superficial goodwill, after they appeared as consumables, he gave them the ability to use some illusions as a help when escaping.However, that ability still has a slight effect in front of low-level swords, and there is no room for even half of it to be used when encountering high-level swords.Think about it, which of the main pills can fall in the dark when it is just established, it is just like a chicken rib.

Foxosuke walked along with the silver-haired young man, the surrounding scenery is no longer as chic as when he first came, and the goal was already a disastrous failure.

It looked up at Fu Sangshen in front of it, sniffed it, and found that it didn't find the aura of dark fall on him. For some reason, it felt relieved.

Speaking of which, it is the one who has known these swords for the longest time compared to the god judges here.From being made, accepting the inheritance of memory, to serving later, it was it who guided the first judge to forge the first knife of this maru. I saw with my own eyes the most real joy and tension when the swords were called for the first time. .

The spiritual power in the air is already very thin, and there is a faint tendency to return to the state without the judge.Fox's eyes couldn't help showing worry, it had already vaguely guessed what was going on.

Following Kokomaru came to a room where some swords were sitting, Foxnosuke looked around calmly, and remained silent about the sudden drop in the number of people.

It placed the scroll on its back on the tatami mat, pushed forward with its front paws, and began to hand over the task as usual.As it was talking, the sword sitting opposite suddenly interrupted it. Foxnosuke was taken aback, and suddenly looked at him with some puzzlement.

According to past experience, this is the pattern after this kind of thing happens.The Honmaru without the God Judge has lasted for a long time, and now it is no different even if it is restored to its original state, but now the swords suddenly interrupted it, which made him a little puzzled.

The face of the young judge who saw him for the first time flashed in his mind, it was as pure and clean as his smile.It thought that such a child would not be like the previous god judges, who had a cruel personality and regarded swords as tools, and Honmaru could finally come out of the endless cycle. Unexpectedly, everything was too beautiful for it to think.

however……

Foxnosuke looked at the sword in the house silently, the situation at the moment was obviously not what it thought.

Honmaru without the god judge, the thin spiritual power in the air, and the sword with the number of people plummeting.

"..."

Some faint conjectures surfaced, but Foxnosuke still didn't dare to make a statement. It inevitably showed a little panic, and just about to open its mouth to break the silence, a sentence said by Fu Sangshen on the opposite side made it cut off the words abruptly. Between throats.

Just listen to the sword say, "We are going to find him."

Like a bolt from the blue, the huge shock made it difficult to understand the current situation. The swordsmen in front of them had already stood up, and Foxnosuke rushed to them immediately when he saw this, his voice suddenly became high.

"Are you going to this world?! No! Absolutely no!"

Fu Sangshen looked at him indifferently, "Why not?"

Seeing the swords becoming more and more determined, Hu Zhisuke said anxiously, "There is no place for you in that world. Not only will you be rejected by the order of the world if you go, but also the speed of spiritual power consumption is not something ordinary Fusangshen can bear." ! Furthermore, if you who are foreign bodies step into that world easily, the order there will collapse in the long run!"

It wasn't persecuting them at that time, it was simply telling the truth.However, just because of this sentence, for the first time in its life, it witnessed the scene where the swords were reduced to dark swords.

The dark sword is a product that violates its owner's abandonment or its own dark and gloomy things. Once it is dark, it cannot accept the pure spiritual power of the human god judge. Instead, it is naturally condensed in the body Out of the 'nucleus', as a supply of energy.

Conversely, if the 'core' is broken, the flesh body will be destroyed first, and the sword body can never be restored.

"..."

This is the price.

As a gift of strength, Fu Sangshen must abandon his godhead and become a dark knife that everyone despises.

It should have fled immediately, the matter here has nothing to do with it, it can report all the affairs of Honmaru to the Government of Time, and then prepare to take over the next work handed down by Honmaru.

However, for some reason, instead of running away, it accepted the fact with unusual calmness.Honosuke raised his head, quietly watching the clean aura of the sword gradually being covered by darkness, the skeleton protruding from his chest pierced the flesh and ripped the clothes.The blood was gurgling, soaking the layers of clothes, and the thick blood came to the nostrils. Even Foxosuke, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shudder when he smelled it, but the swords in front of him still gritted their teeth. No one made a sound.

The time for the 'baptism' was very fast, Foxosuke slowly walked past the sword resting in various parts of the room, and finally stopped beside Mikazuki Zongjin lying on the ground.

The blood had already seeped into the light green tatami, but there was still a lot left on the ground, as if he didn't care, Foxosuke stepped on the blood stain directly, and the snow-white plush around the claws instantly turned red.

The dark golden pupils quietly looked at Fu Sangshen on the ground. The originally clear and clear eyes were replaced by thick blood. After a slight pause, the fox shikigami lowered his head and lightly licked Dao Jian's face. .

Mikazuki Zongjin bent his eyes, slowly raised his blood-stained hand, put it on Fox's head, and said with a smile.

"The negotiation has been established."

**

Asahina Nami sat on the ground and stared blankly at the young man holding the fox shikigami. The strange black lines on his delicate face made him stop suddenly. Passing by one by one, the dark traces made him feel extremely dazzling.

The young man opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was invisibly constricted, and he couldn't make any sound.

why?

Is it the swords he caused to become like this?

He obviously didn't do anything, even if that's okay?

The fox in his arms was gently put aside, Sanri Yuezong walked slowly towards the young man sitting on the ground, his blood-colored pupils quietly looked at the unconcealable fear and the intertwined complex emotions in the young man's eyes, the young man paused, Gently stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the boy's face.

The young man's hands in black gloves gradually approached, and the flowing air brought a burst of cold fragrance, which made people lose their minds, but still couldn't hide the faint smell of blood mixed in it.

Nami Asahi turned pale, subconsciously slapped Sankazuki's hand that was about to touch him away, pushed the young man away, got up from the ground, turned around, and was about to run away with his legs.

Suddenly, there was a heavy back, and the leg that was about to exert strength was grabbed by a hand behind, and then pulled back mercilessly.The body lost its balance in an instant, and fell heavily on the ground, and the sand and dirt passed across the cheeks, sending out bursts of stinging pain.

Before Asahina could react and struggle, the person behind him had already pressed his head to the ground, and the other hand was stuck around his waist, making him unable to turn over.

"The main hall."

The person behind suddenly made a sound, and there was a bit of a weird smile in the voice. Nami Asahina turned her head with difficulty, and the face of a young man with dark blue hair was reflected in her brown eyes. The right eye of the young man was completely covered in crimson. Covered, bright and eerie like a candle dragon in the dark.

Foxnosuke slowly woke up from the coma. Even with supplements, the excessive overdraft of spiritual power still caused a lot of damage to his body. He opened his eyes tiredly and looked at the young man who was pinned to the ground Fu Sangshen, his expression changed slightly.

No matter how strong the sword is, it will eventually end up like this once it falls into the dark. Without the protection of the godhead, it is easy to be controlled by the bloodthirsty of the darkened if it is just reduced to a Nora.

Is it the boy who pushed the swords to such an extent, or themselves.

The young man on his body was getting closer and closer, and Nami Asahina trembled, and the sound of bone piercing flesh from the sword could almost be heard in her ears.The neck was licked gently by a burst of damp heat, Asahina's body stiffened, and the next second her skin was pierced severely by the sharp teeth of the sword.

Opened his mouth involuntarily, and when a cry of pain was about to rush out of his mouth, the young man covered his mouth, blood mixed with spiritual power poured into his throat, nourishing his thirst, and gradually soothing the cruel pain in his heart. restless.

Three-day Yue Zongjin slowly loosened the teeth biting on the young man's slender neck, and licked away the blood remaining on the skin with the bright red tip of his tongue. The young man let out a sigh of comfort, and slowly raised his body.

Suddenly there was a burst of murderous aura in the sky, and the body raised in mid-air suddenly stopped. Sanri Yuezong looked down at a sword with a cold light piercing from his chest, and turned his head with an unusually calm expression.

Just listen to that person.

"The stab was missed, it's a pity."

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