I am also trying hard not to overturn the car today [Comprehensive Sword]

Hasebe didn't think too much when he went to the small building. For some reason, the crane ball of Honmaru and those in the traditional sense, which were affectionately called by his aunt on the forum, were quite big. the difference.

This is the white crane is really too quiet.

Selectively ignoring the big news made by the troublemaker Crane some time ago, Hasebe knocked on the door of the small building reservedly.

"Could you please tell me, what were you doing just now? Tsurumaruden?" After trying to calm down his anger, Hasebe first apologized to Mr. Asawa, saying that it was really a shame for Mr. Asazawa to see his rude appearance. his dereliction of duty.

Asazawa waved his hands indifferently, or in other words, psychologically, he still needs an adult to hug and hold the baby fish high, enjoying the care from Hasebe.

After Ma Ze went ashore and left the ocean, he never felt this kind of indiscriminate concern.

So he decided to selectively ignore the screaming sound from a certain crane. As a fraternal aunt, he must have a bowl of water.

This is the cruel world of adults.

Crouching his face into a steamed stuffed bun face, Crane Ball bitterly responded to the nagging from Hasebe. Even he himself did not expect that the distance between him and the Lord Judge would be so close before he knew it. It's getting closer.

"Is Hasebe envious of Master Asazawa's love for you?"

Just a simple sentence successfully interrupted Hasebe's rambling babble, and after successfully seeing the face-changing technique that was comparable to the stunt of Sichuan opera face-changing, Tsurumaru whistled in his heart.

"But it's not allowed." As if disliking that the fire wasn't burning strong enough, Tsurumaru added another bundle of firewood into it, "What I and Asazawa-sama were doing just now is a secret~"

Playfully compared to a wink, "Are you right, Master Asazawa~"

Pressing and cutting Hasebe: "Please stop in moderation!"

"Is it interesting to make fun of Master Asazawa like this!"

Tsurumaru nodded sincerely, "It's very interesting." Especially after seeing Hasebe's face-changing stunt, with this stunt, Tsurumaru felt that he could eat three bowls of rice!

Asakura Asazawa who didn't know why the flames of war burned on him: ...

"Please don't say such intriguing words, Tsurumaruden." The candlestick in a military uniform knocked on the door, and came up to clean up the leftover tableware of Lord Inquisitor, and broke the strange silence.

Also in the Date group, Candlestick Kiri is very aware of Tsurumaru's bad taste.

When bowing down respectfully to clean up the messy table, Candlestick Kiri raised his head and frowned helplessly, "You picked the broccoli to Tsurumaruden again, Mr. Asazawa."

As early as Tsurumaru slipped into the small building, Candlestick Kiri had a faint premonition, but after the guess came true, he was still a little helpless.

On the contrary, Ma Ze, who was caught as a picky eater, curled his lips, such a childish behavior appeared on that delicate face, but it would not make people feel greasy, on the contrary, it inadvertently showed some childishness.

So even though Asazawa didn't say anything, both Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri have compromised.

Isn't it just some vegetables?

As long as they are willing, they can always find other ingredients that can replace these vegetables and provide sufficient nutrition.

From the beginning to the end, Candlestick never thought of struggling again.

So what if the good-looking people are a little more delicate?Anyway, they were summoned to this world as swords, so they should dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the lord, right?

The meaning of the existence of this pill is because the name of the god judge is Asakura Asazawa.

This lord is salvation.

Essentially speaking, after being abandoned countless times, the sword after being abandoned, even though he knew that when the former god judge encountered the time retrograde army on the battlefield, he chose to leave him seriously injured to delay time, the god judge The choice of elite troops escorting back to Honmaru is the best choice to minimize losses.

But after waking up from the dream countless times, Candlestick would ask himself in his heart, is there really no resentment?

Not really.

It was just because he was not a rare Sihua Taidao that he was discarded. This kind of thing, even if it is not obvious on the surface, is still difficult to understand.

His so-called sobriety is nothing more than being on the verge of a dark fall.

It's not handsome at all to be born with such an idea.

Token Fusangshen, who came into this world from his body to protect history, was once again abandoned, and wandered alone on the battlefield, holding a faint hope that his master, the god judge, could return to the world once again after escape. The battlefield took him back.

Until... already half-dark, he finally waited on the battlefield for his Lord God Judge and... another candlestick cut.

Naive, wholeheartedly wanting to maintain his handsome appearance so that the God Judge can see his reliable and handsome side, it is really enviable.

He was so envious that he even wanted to break his other self.

After realizing that his fall was faster than expected, Candlestick Che fled away, like a prodigal dog, before he actually killed him.

In a panic, he didn't even notice himself because of the unspeakable fear. He broke through the barrier and fell into a slightly barren Honmaru.

Then, he fell from the sky and landed on Master Asazawa who was taking a nap under the cherry tree with a handsome appearance.

Surprised by the huge noise, Asakura Asazawa frowned and opened his eyes, but in an instant, Candlestick was immersed in the peacock blue.

Asazawa, who was a little sleepy, didn't think much about it, he just thought it was another innocuous joke by the little guys of Honmaru.

Although he felt that the little guy who came to him this time was very strange, but as long as he thought about it, he had to rely on the worn-out quilt that never left his body to distinguish even the appearance of his initial Toyama Bagiri Kunihiro.

Although this newly built Honmaru has only 5 vibrating swords so far, it is really difficult for Asazawa to let a fish with only a seven-second memory remember the appearance of his subordinates.

Ma Ze, who didn't know that he had confessed his mistake, was warmed by the warm afternoon sun, and the blood flowing in the fragile blood vessels hidden under his fair skin was warmed by the sun. Couldn't be better.

It was like the fluttering after drinking too much, and it directly made Ma Ze's brain groggy, so he squinted his eyes and began to look at the tall man who appeared in front of him.

After Candlestick Kiri felt that he was going to be expelled and tensed his body slightly, Asawa clapped his hands and smiled, and unceremoniously used Candlestick Kiri as a large body pillow, "Don't move until I wake up."

After the very domineering order was given, Asawa lay his pillow on the body of the candle holder, with the comfortable smell of green grass in his nose, and fell asleep again soundly.

Rationally, he told himself that this god-judgment lord just recognized Fu Sangshen wrongly, maybe the candlestick in this pill had been getting along with this unknown lord like this in normal times.

But Candlestick carried out the orders of the lord almost piously, and he was needed.

Although this 'needed' may have been stolen from another Candlestick cut, at this moment, let him enjoy it a little bit.

It was already late when the first unit of the expedition returned to Honmaru, and the leader of the team, Yamabukiri, blamed himself very much. If he hadn’t been injured by the enemy for a while, which dragged down the entire team’s journey, they would have been able to return. to Honmaru.

I don't know if Master Asazawa has already eaten?

The worried expeditionary force entered a state of alert the moment they returned to the Honmaru after their first expedition to the Honmaru.

A strange sword appeared in this pill!

"Please leave God Judge immediately, this unknown Touken-sama." Yamabuki Kunihiro immediately entered the state of preparation for battle.

Both he and California Kiyomitsu and Horikawa Kunihiro who followed behind knew that the level of the unknown sword in front of him was not something that novices like them could match.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will always buy time for Lord Asazawa to return to the small building. As long as they enter the small building, sometimes the government's spell will allow Lord Asawa to support the rescue army.

"Ah, you are back." The battlefield that was about to explode was broken by this slightly surprised voice, "What are you doing?"

Aren't we all his servants?

It wasn't until this moment that Asakura Asazawa realized that the little guy he used as a body pillow was not any member of his Wuzhen Token Fusangshin.

This is kind of embarrassing.

But at the next moment, at the moment Candlestick Kiri was about to say goodbye, Asakura Asazawa seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a little surprise, "Is this guy very strong?"

Although a little reconciled, Yamabuchi knew that he was not the opponent of Sanhua Tachi at this moment, so he nodded reluctantly, "At least so far, I am not his opponent."

Asazawa nodded knowingly, "Very well, then he will be my sword from today on."

Such a declaration, so domineering, and so taken for granted, just one sentence, determines the future fate of the wandering Taidao.

Because of being asked by the time government to open up the battlefield, and Honmaru because of Asakura Asazawa's passive sabotage, the only five-strike sword so far has a low level of practice. At this time, it fell into Honmaru's ownerless thing...

Of course it's his.

So for Mr. Asazawa who once again gave him the meaning of existence, Candlestick Kiri will never have any bottom line.

But I still couldn't help sighing, "If you really don't like it, just tell me."

It really doesn't need to be so troublesome. If this is the case, it will make him uneasy.

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