Naruto does not speak secretly

Honmaru, wrapped in spiritual power, gradually faded away from its previous bleak appearance, and the re-established barrier directly locked the rest of the body in Honmaru.

The spiritual power was transmitted through the contract to heal the wounds of the Fusangshen, the pain was eliminated, and the wounds that had been bleeding before gradually began to heal, and even the dark parts of their bodies began to be purified.

Fu Sangshen covered their chests, feeling the hot contract mark and the warm spiritual power in their bodies, and their bodies, which had been exhausted to the extreme, instantly recovered to their best condition.

The swordsmen resolved the censorship that was confronting them at this time, jumped out of their encirclement and looked towards the direction of the sword solution pool deep in the main pill.

That's where their Lord Inquisitor is.

I want to go, I want to rush over now, and then go to meet my master.

Such eagerness touched their nerves, and even a second of waiting seemed like torture.

The Fusangshen turned around with difficulty, and only then reluctantly took their attention back.

"That stinking brat..." Qing Guang read in a low voice, looking at his hands that had begun to change back to normal.

The name of the blond brat has not changed for a while, and Yaki Hasebe, who has been instantly affected by the spiritual power and contract, frowned in displeasure, and began to correct his colleagues' attitude towards Lord God Judge with a serious face. call.

"Such a title is disrespectful to my lord! Please address that lord with absolute respect and respect..."

"Ok, okay... I know, I know..."

Unwilling to be nagged by Mrs. Hasebe, Qingguang fiddled with his nails, then waved his hand nonchalantly: "That brat..."

"It's all said...!!!"

"Okay, okay...that lord, tsk."

How perfunctory! ! !

Yaki Hasebe, who had always been serving his lord with absolute loyalty, was hit hard. The veins on his forehead bulged, his hand holding the sword tightened, and then turned around and rushed straight into the pile of violators.

"Even if you say that..." I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have done a lot of overstepping things to a certain blond child before, and I always valued my master's doting on me, California.

Can he still be favored by Lord God Judge...

At this time, this coquettish sword tortured his soul, and he, who was already worried, became more depressed. He sighed, and then turned his attention to the inspector in front of him.

——It's all the guys' fault, it's all their fault.

Fu Sangshen, who had nowhere to vent his depression, was instantly full of fighting spirit, and waved his body faster.

The other fusangshen on one side also had red eyes, raised a smile, and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

"I didn't expect that young adult to take over this Honmaru..."

"I can't help it... Hurry up and get rid of these guys."

"It's not elegant to disturb others to meet the person you want..."

—so go faster, just go faster.

……

Outside the knife solution pool.

Fu Sangshen, who called himself a crane, looked at the light spots falling from his body, felt the intermittent spiritual power transmitted through the contract that was about to shatter, and then smiled softly.

His iconic white clothes had already been stained with a lot of black and red dirt, and the always clean crane dragged his dirty feathers to look at the light spots falling in the sky.

In front of him was a large piece of corpses that gradually turned into dust. The sword in Jian Feiweishi's hand fell to the ground and was buried by the growing flowers and plants.

And standing there, there is also the sword that belongs to him.

It is already too bad for one person to defeat countless checks and non-violations, but Tsurumaru's body has already deteriorated a lot due to the infection, and the current situation is even more unacceptable.

"Ha... missed it."

Relying on the barrier behind him, Tsurumaru felt the gradually collapsing contract, as well as his own body that was beginning to become a little strange.

"Ah... obviously as long as you hold on for a while..."

The sword of the main body has been broken, and the number of injuries on the body is unimaginable. The white clothes are soaked in blood, and more blood flows down the body, and finally spreads on the ground.

The repair of spiritual power has been unable to restrain the progress of the broken knife.

Is this what death feels like?

Is he leaving this?

Could he...can't see that smile anymore?

Tsurumaru remained silent, but the pain and despair that filled his heart before disappeared inexplicably.

That little guy... Will he be sad?

What appeared instead of it was endless worry and sadness.

Crane, who was on the verge of death, suppressed the meaningless smile on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand, took out a small kit from his clothes, and then took out a pen-shaped object.

This is a new gadget he bought in Wanwu once, and it is said to be an artifact that can record human speech.

Good thing I brought this with me today.Tsurumaru thought so, and then pressed the switch.

He took a breath until the beep sounded that the recording had started, trying to make his voice sound more energetic.

"To the judge of the gods,"

The seriously injured crane couldn't even do the simple movement of raising his head. He lowered his head helplessly, and then looked at the recorder in his left hand with nostalgia.

What to say?

He was thinking, the strong smell of blood in his breath disturbing his brain.

——Congratulations on becoming a god judge?Or congratulations on your successful return?

——No, this is too formulaic.

——Wish you to be happier in the future and get along well with everyone in Honmaru?

——No, such a blessing seems too old-fashioned.

——Hope you can have more fun pranks in the future?

——No, such a farewell seems a bit too casual.

When he spoke again, it seemed that a long time had passed.

I don't know how the little guy will react when he hears that no one has spoken for so long.

"To the judge of the gods..."

He read it again, and then remembered how he was struggling just now, and chuckled a few times in a low voice:

"There are too many things I want to tell you, this one really doesn't look like a crane."

"But..." he said suddenly.

"I'm really thankful."

"You can take over this honmaru,"

"It's too good of you not to leave this place..."

Dark brown stains began to spread on the sword named Tsurumaru Kuninaga on the ground in the distance, and the originally bright blade lost its original luster.

Crane, leaning against the barrier, smiled and stared straight ahead. The light spots of spiritual power falling on his body could no longer enter his body to be repaired.

The body deteriorated rapidly, and the last time was running out.

"Thank you God for giving me the time to say goodbye to you."

"God judge...no..." He muttered in a low voice, the strength in his body dissipated with the loss of blood.

"Naruto."

"Getting along with you..."

"It's Crane, received, the best prank ever."

The broken knife in the ground completely lost its luster.

On the kagura bell composed of bells engraved with sword patterns by Fusangshen, the bell belonging to the crane exploded at this moment.

The invasion of Honmaru, thus, came to an end.

……

It has been more than a month since the invasion, and everything in Honmaru is on the right track.

The original swords were also re-summoned, and more swords were being re-forged at the same time.

Reconnecting with the government of the time, both this Honmaru and Fusangshen will have to accept a new round of scrutiny.

Fortunately, under Fox's turnaround, everything was resolved quickly, and the rest was the internal affairs of Honmaru.

Of course, the young God Inspector couldn't handle these dazzling documents, and the important thing of reviewing the documents and making important decisions fell on the valet.

It has to be said that in this respect, Hasebe can be said to be an expert in pressing and cutting.

But for Yakiri Hasebe, although being able to help the lord is something to be proud of, such a heavy workload seems to have seriously affected his attention to the lord.

Tsurumaruden's death hit Naruto-sama very hard, and he really couldn't rest assured.

"Three Moon Palace."

Yaki Hasebe nodded holding a large number of documents, and when passing by the sword in Honmaru, who can be said to have seen things most thoroughly, Fu Sangshen, who was troubled by the documents, still stopped.

He put down the documents in his hands, and then sat in the corridor with San Riyue.

"Sanriyue Palace, my lord..." After a long silence, Fu Sangshen, who was always good at hiding his emotions, finally revealed his worries.

"Hahaha~ Don't worry."

Sankaiyue leisurely put down the teacup in her hand, then looked at Hasebe, who was frowning beside her, and said, "Naruto is not a fragile person, so don't worry too much."

"But my lord..."

"It is difficult to find patterns in human emotions. Such a blow will take a lot of time to repair."

Knowing that he couldn't help his cherished adult to solve the problems, Yakiri Hasebe rubbed his brows anxiously, bid farewell to this senior Fu Sangshen, picked up the documents and continued to walk towards the room.

"Hasebe," Mikazuki Zongjin said suddenly.

"Three Moon Palace?"

"Master God Judge, he attaches great importance to you. He was still telling me to thank you yesterday."

The self-proclaimed grandfather, the most beautiful blade, was smiling, watching Fu Sangshen in front of him go from being depressed to a high-spirited smile in an instant.

Well, successfully solved the sixth Fu Sangshen who came to talk to him this week.

Sanri Yuezong, a part-time heart-talking grandfather, took a sip of tea slowly, squinted his eyes at the scenery in front of him, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

"It's gone, it's gone!!!"

Suddenly, a group of short knives ran over in a panic behind him.

"Hahaha, it seems that there is something interesting?"

"Ah! Your Highness Sanriyue! Did I disturb you? I'm very sorry!"

Akita Fujishiro bowed slightly, and then asked: "Excuse me, have you seen the new sword?"

"Oh, new companion? Who is Fusangshin from which family?" Mikazuki Munekin was very interested, and Honmaru hadn't been so lively for a long time.

"Ah! It's that..."

……

A corner of the Honmaru that has not yet been repaired.

The memory is full of snow, or a small corner full of mud and water is now covered with unknown small flowers.

This tree is unexpectedly a cherry blossom tree. Under Honmaru's setting, it is now in the flowering period. The beautiful cherry blossoms are all over the ground, and the air is full of sweet smells.

Naruto sat on the branch and yawned fiercely, remembering that he almost fell off the swing before, he sat up, patted the petals on the top of his head, and then looked towards the sky.

Uh... why did I remember that white bastard again...

He touched the recorder in his pocket, which had been carefully put away, pouted out of displeasure or discomfort, then angrily hammered down the tree trunk beside him, and was once again hit by cherry blossom petals all over his face.

It's getting late... go back!Otherwise, Hasebe will talk about it again...

Naruto, who had been nagging so much these days that he was about to lose his mind, sighed, feeling that his life was extremely difficult.

He patted himself on the head again, and then carefully tried to climb down the cherry blossom tree.

However, this cherry blossom tree seems to be a bit too high, and the young Naruto tremblingly grasped the trunk and slowly moved down.

Be careful... be careful... Mmm!so high!

The high distance makes him a little scared, and the more afraid he is, the more accidents are likely to happen. This is an eternal truth.

click-

The sound of a branch breaking suddenly sounded, and the little Naruto who stepped on the air fell backwards.

The weightlessness made his body tense, and he closed his eyes tightly while protecting his head.

This place is far away from where everyone lives, and there is no way to call for help.

Why am I so unlucky! ! !

Naruto, who was almost in an accident because of a tree more than once, wanted to cry but had no tears. He gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to come.

"Ok?"

I don't know how many accidents it was, but this time he was still lucky, and he was caught again.

Probably because the scene of hitting Yiqi Yizhen once left a shadow on him, Naruto hadn't reacted yet, although his eyes were still closed, he blurted out and shouted: "Yiqi Ni?"

And what came back to him was the voice of the person he had heard thousands of times in the recorder.

"This really scares me!"

The white crane laughed, and the golden pupil that Naruto once called amazingly colored narrowed his eyes because of happiness, and the pink cherry blossoms fell in his hair. He held up the blond-haired child in his arms and spun around.

"Although I really want to respond, but I'm not a one-shot~"

"Yo! The little guy who fell from the sky!"

"My name is Tsurumaru Kuninaga! Do you want to play a prank together~"

Unexpectedly, his God-inspector was such a cute little guy, Tsurumaru smiled more happily, but it seems that the reality is a little unsatisfactory...

The judge cried.

The crane panicked, the crane was scared, and the crane was at a loss.

"Hey??? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"Did I do something wrong? Don't you like to go around in circles! What about the grimace?"

"Ah? Ahhh! Why are you crying even harder!"

Hello everyone, I am Tsurumaru Kuninaga, today is the first day in Honmaru, I seem to make the judge cry?

Now how to do?Waiting online, urgent.

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Please play lightly. QQ

感谢在2019-12-1201:54:08~2019-12-1300:00:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 meow demons; hold on!Give me one to face the wall;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Adan; 5 bottles of Fuxia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!