The blunt little fairy fish frowned, as a kind and understanding person, the only one in the world, Ma Ze was a little unhappy.

So he frowned slightly, not intending to accept San Riyue's euphemistic reminder.

In short, what you just said Sanriyue, I am very unhappy, please take it back.

It's just so capricious and unreasonable, but Zhen Sanriyue really didn't have any temper when facing his lord, because he himself felt that what he just said was a bit too serious.

His lord Asawa-sama is obviously so weak.

Yes, it is weak.

During the ten years of being abandoned, San Riyue has been thinking in a daze, and he kept recalling everything that happened that day, feeling as illusory as a dream.

He couldn't even see the face of that lord, he was sent back only to look at each other from a distance through the heavy carved screens of ladies.

So he began to think about what kind of Master Asakura who could decide his future fate so easily with just one sentence.

It must be aloof and indifferent, as indifferent and powerful as the gods on Gao Tianyuan.

This was Sanri Yuezong's obsession until he defected and left. On that night, he stepped into a deserted temple in the dark, and he saw the god who lived in his heart fall into the mortal world.

Overgrown with weeds in the desolate and lonely courtyard, the majestic statue of Baoxiang fell down in the grass with a smile on his face. Sanriyue held his breath and approached slowly, and picked up the god who fell to the ground weak for some reason.

The adult didn't seem to be surprised by his appearance. He raised his eyes, but there was an ominous blackness in the shining peacock sapphire eyes. The next moment, the lord Shenming smiled, "Ah, it was the little guy from that time. For an excellent adult."

Even with the intimate jokes, the fox mask on the face of the gods is still dreamlike, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

San Riyue was very sure that this lord was extremely weak at this very moment. As weak as he was, he only needed to gently pinch that lord's neck, and the demons that had troubled him for many years and almost drove him crazy would disappear.

He has been free ever since.

Sankaiyue thought that as long as he did something, or leaked the news about Asakura Asazawa, countless enemies would flock to him.

But he couldn't do it.

Damn, he couldn't do it, because he saw that Lord Shenming vomited blood, spitting out mouthfuls of blood as if he didn't want money, so Lord Shenming took off the mask that was in the way.

After seeing that face, San Riyue gave up completely.

Different from the arrogant and arrogant nobleman he imagined, his godly man has a face that can be called perfect, delicate, fragile, pale and weak with a bit of blood loss, but so calm .

Sanriyue sighed, and suddenly understood a truth.

All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome.

There is no doubt that the man named Asakura Asazawa just with such a face is enough to make any difficulty in the hard mode into an entry point.

This is cheating.

San Riyue muttered a little, but when Ma Ze vomited blood again, she stepped forward cautiously and asked what was wrong with the God Judge.

"It's okay, I'm just allergic to the red pattern dye on your cloak." The person answered casually, and after seeing Mikayue's disapproving gaze, Asakura Asazawa coughed twice, "This is just an old problem, don't worry about it." Worry."

This was the scene of the second encounter between Sankayue and Asakura Asawa. Perhaps because of that too bloody experience, Sankayue had already adapted well to the delicate body of the God Judge.

After all, this is the grown-up.

Incomparably powerful yet extremely weak, if the timing is not right, such treasures from the deep sea should be carefully supported by velvet cushions, and then a small box carved from thousand-year-old agarwood should be properly placed on the high cabinet, keeping Such treasures are locked away from the sun and carefully guarded, or imprisoned.

Beautiful and delicate deep-sea jewelry should be properly and meticulously collected.

Thinking of this, Sanriyue couldn't help but sigh again, it's a pity that she couldn't beat it.

Little fairy fish who knew nothing about this, but sensed the approaching danger with the intuition of a beast suddenly raised his head and looked around, "There was a malicious person just now..."

"Did the officials of the Shizhi government come to ask?" San Riyue's vague focus, "After all, the commotion just now was a bit loud."

"Then Sanriyue, go and have a look, don't let them in, I will be scared."

"Yes, Master Asazawa." Mikayue took the lead, "You remember the hot milk on the table, it will help you sleep."

Asazawa squinted his eyes and nodded, although both he and Sankaiyue knew that hot milk was just a psychological comfort for Asazawa.

Even in the industry's leading five-star hotel, Mikazuki tried her best to decorate the entire room according to Master Asazawa's habits, but Asazawa just couldn't sleep.

It's too bright.

Even if the thick curtains are drawn, the night of Yokohama, the second largest city after Tokyo, has just begun. The city that never sleeps is brightly lit, and the colorful neon lights illuminate Yokohama, which also makes Xiaoxianyu vulnerable and sensitive. Nervous breakdown.

As a big monster who can live in seconds, from a physiological point of view, Asazawa has no problem even if he sleeps without closing his eyes for decades, or this is the normal life of big monsters.

With the growth of strength, the big monsters also began to gradually reduce their desire for themselves, even to a dispensable level.

It's just that Xiao Xianyu, who was spoiled by others, has never suffered any grievances.

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Asakura Asazawa, who is so natural and unwilling to wrong himself, has spent a lot of effort to finally make 2214 Honmaru the most comfortable living environment he can accept, and then added a group of super cooperative swordsmen.

If Ma Ze had just landed a few years earlier, maybe he would have passed it if he endured it.

Is it just that the light is a little brighter, and the noise decibel is slightly higher?He endured it and passed.

but now……

This body has been spoiled by those knives. It is easy to go from simplicity to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

The rather squeamish Xiao Xianyu couldn't help but want to cry when he even thought that he would cut down his living environment so much because of his business trip.

When Sanriyue came in with a cup of hot water, what she saw was Sitting on the edge of the bed, with red eye circles and sniffling softly, Mrs. Asazawa was completely panicked.

"Master Asazawa, what's wrong with you?"

"Sanriyue QAQ~" Xiaoxianyu raised the messy waste paper drawn in his hand, crying softly, "No, I've already scratched out the names on a page, but I still can't try the password."

Mikazuki Zongjin: ...

No, hold back, Mr. Asazawa just loves a lot of things, so he is not a scumbag!

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...Forget it, I don't know how to explain it, so let's leave it at that.

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