[Comprehensive] What about the deletion of the internal test file?

Rebellion, rebellion.

Suzune, who was copying the copybook, shook her hand, and the brush slipped down the table.

Cutting Hasebe immediately bent down to help Lingyin pick up the brush, and at the same time, he said solemnly: "Where did you get the news?" He frowned again, "Such rumors can't be spread indiscriminately. .”

After all, it was a rebellion.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, Yaki Hasebe would definitely drag out the big-mouthed Aizen Kunijun who "disturbed the morale of the army" and give him a good education instead of letting him talk nonsense in the interrogator's room.

Aizen Kunitoshi, who had just returned from an expedition, didn't feel at all that he had done anything wrong. While stuffing the pressed wagashi that Hasebe specially provided to Suzune into his mouth, he said vaguely: "The gods are excellent Hana...wasn't far from us, so I saw a few foxes running in that direction, thinking it was a party, and then I... hiccupped."

Under Lingyin's scorching gaze, Yaki Hasebe didn't dare to drive Ai Ran Kunijun out, he could only keep a straight face, and asked seriously: "You are too..."

"Of course I was very careful not to let them find out." Aizen Kunijun licked his fingers, "The government of the time certainly doesn't want everyone to know about this kind of thing. Don't worry, I am very careful, otherwise, I will nor will I see..."

Speaking of this, the expression of the hearty and enthusiastic Aizen Kunijun couldn't help but become subtle. Fusangshen, including him, have heard the name of "Dark Fall" for a long time, but they have never seen it, and Lingyin——she During this period of time, I became literate under the supervision of Tai Dao, and I quickly became addicted to various serial novels serialized on the forum. Just stick it on the wall and run away.

As for the dark...

Lingyin didn't say anything, and the Sword Fusangshen wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

After all, it was a rebellion...

"And then? Then? Why don't you continue!" Lingyin hurriedly urged.

The drunken man's intention is not to drink, everyone knows the point that Lingyin is most concerned about.Pressing and cutting Hasebe didn't make a sound, but his heart was already sour like a lemon.Ai Ran Guojun is a little more open than he thinks: "Many fallen swords have been pushed out, and the god judge Youhua seems to be still alive, um... I haven't seen Jiang Xuezuo's words, and I don't know who he is. what's the situation."

The ring tone faded again in an instant.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe suddenly became angry.

——Hmph, blue face is a disaster!

——Fortunately, they didn't forge any labor-capital Jiang Xuezuo characters in their original pills!

Otherwise there would be no peace at all.

Do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequity.

The press-cut Hasebu has been soured into lemon essence.

"Does Suzune want to take a look?" Aizen Kunijun asked curiously.

...Do you want to go?

To be honest, when Aizen Kunijun asked this sentence, Suzune's heart was moved.If we say that at the beginning, Lingyin's interest in Jiang Xuezuo's writing was only "I don't have it", "so beautiful", and "he looks sad", then, after almost half a year of forging and salvage failure, Jiang Xuezuo Xue Zuo's writing has become an obsession.

Obsession is not a good thing.

It's not that Suzune doesn't understand this truth.

But there are thousands of principles and ten thousand principles, but not everyone can abide by them.If, she meant, if, the name Jiang Xuezuo Wenwen really stopped appearing in Lingyin's ears, or if it was forged from the furnace by coincidence one day, these obsessions would probably disappear.

It must have been fate.

The bell tone was held back for three days——

For the past three days, she didn't think about tea or food, and when she closed her eyes, she saw the scene of Jiang Xuezuo's writing. The sword Fusangshen, as indifferent as frost and snow, pulled on the cassock, covering all the scars on her body past.

Like goose feathers, heavy snow fell one after another, covering the devastated land.

"I……"

Ok?

Suzune looked up at the dinner table in a daze, and the head of the family, Yamabuki Kunihiro (Yamabuki himself really hoped that there would be a reliable Fusangshin to take his place, but at present... for some reason, he always I think it’s unreliable to see anyone) Tap the plate with chopsticks, lower your head, let the white cloth cover half of your face, and whisper: "...I agree."

"What?" Suzuya blinked blankly.

Did she miss some Honmaru meeting just now?

"I agree with you to go to the next door, Yuka Honmaru." Yamabuki Kunihiro sighed softly. On the point of whether Jiang Xuezuo's writing is a disaster, he and Yakiri Hasebe rarely reached a consensus.But, after all, Lingyin was something he had seen growing up since he was a child, and he was much more intimate than the ordinary god judge and Token Fusangshen.

He really couldn't bear to see Lingyin's dejected face.

Lingyin shrank her neck: "But I broke my promise."

"Girls can break their promises occasionally." It was Tsurumaru Kuninaga who spoke.

"But that doesn't make sense logically."

"Existence is reasonable."

"But, but," Lingyin shrank her neck aggrievedly, "Don't you guys get jealous?"

Sword Fusangshen: "..."

You also know that they have all been soured into lemon essence.

Qingguang Qingguang lowered his head and squeezed the onigiri: "It's impossible not to be jealous. Although I really want to be Suzune's favorite sword, but there are so many favorite swords..." He is neither The initial knife is not the most beautiful or the strongest. Although he has the cheek to say that he is the cutest, what does it mean to be the cutest when he is not recognized by the judges——

"more importantly……"

"The most important thing is for the judge to be happy."

When California Qingguang said these words, his mind was actually distracted. He thought of his previous master unintentionally, and thought of himself who broke down in the battle of Ikeda House.He didn't see Souji Okita for the last time, but thinking about it, it wasn't a scene of tenderness.

Therefore, compared to the preoccupation with himself by the judge, he hopes that Lingyin can live a carefree life.

"I...Wow Qingguang, you are really a super nice person!"

Wait, he doesn't need a good person card.

Before California Qingguang could react, he saw his inquisitor, like a rampaging sandbag, slam into his arms heavily, almost knocking him over.Then, California Qingguang felt his cheeks warm up.

Suzune kissed him deeply.

"California Qingguang is the cutest, I like you the most."

What?what what what?

California Qingguang froze in place, touching the place where he was kissed just now, it turned into a petrified knife, and he didn't even know when Lingyin left.After the swords finished their lunch and left, Yamato Shou'an patted him on the shoulder: "Wake up, wake up, don't be ashamed."

"Hee hee, the judge said he likes me the most."

"Lingyin has always been outspoken. She said such things, it doesn't count at all." Yamato Shou'an sighed. There are also several Token Fusangshen who have won this honor.

For example, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, when he first arrived, Suzune was like a little tail, turning around his buttocks every day: "I like Candlestick Kiri the most, so Candlestick Kiri makes me wagashi/octopus Yaki/Teppanyaki/Oden... okay?"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, who was completely ignorant of Lingyin's nature, was coaxed into tears of gratitude, hating himself for not being able to hold ten hands at the same time.

Gee.

This is the old routine of ringtones.

Yamato Mamoru watched as Kiyomitsu fell into the same pit.

California Qingguang plausibly said: "You are jealous of me."

"It's not like you haven't seen Suzune before and followed Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada..."

"You are jealous."

"I have nothing to be jealous of."

"Hee hee, you're just jealous."

Yamato Shou Anding's gentle expression finally cracked. If he didn't educate California Qingguang, this little bastard might not know how he got the name Anding the Great Demon King—most importantly, look at his promise!One kiss and it's done, is there a more satisfying Fu Sangshen than you!

……

……

"Is this Yuka's Honmaru?"

In the first phase, he subconsciously asked, the point was not Yuka, but Honmaru.Although he has never seen other Honmaru, but in his mind, any Honmaru should not be covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.He subconsciously looked at Lingyin. The little girl was wearing a dark gray cloak, hiding under Yiqi Yizhen's arm, with a very dignified expression.

Suzune said softly: "Honmaru's condition will be affected by the judge."

This kind of influence is multi-faceted, and a hard-working and spiritually powerful appraiser will have a huge Honmaru.Similarly, although everyone's Honmaru is a Japanese-style courtyard building complex, the details will vary a lot due to the different personalities and hobbies of the examiners.

Last time I came, Suzune's deepest impression of Yuhua Honmaru was the complicated and tortuous room layout.But at that time, there was absolutely no such gloomy horror of dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

After a while, he regretted it: "Shall we go back first?"

Even if you want to come, you should bring a few more swords with higher vibrations.

However, Suzune has already knocked on the door stubbornly.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."

There was a small crack in the door, and Honosuke looked out the door vigilantly.It was visibly taken aback when it saw the first issue.But soon, Foxnosuke recognized that this was a shock from other god judges, and then he relaxed: "Are you...?"

"I'm Yuka's friend, I'll come and see her."

Foxnosuke stared at the bell for a moment, as if judging something, and finally, it stretched out the little fox paw and pushed open the door: "Come in."

Yizheng glanced at the inside of Honmaru where the rain was pouring, he took off his coat and put it on top of Lingyin's head, and then walked inside to protect Lingyin.Foxosuke also sheltered from the rain with a large lotus leaf on his back. It nimbly moved forward on the cobblestone road, while introducing: "How much do you know about Miyamoto Yuka's private affairs?"

In a storm, any voice can easily be drowned out.

"What did she do?" Lingyin asked with difficulty, trying to guess the possibility, "...Uh, didn't repair the injured sword in time? Well, this is already over the mark."

These words were so natural that even Foxosuke couldn't help rolling his eyes. He jumped into the eaves to keep out the rain and shook off the water droplets on his body: "The god judge Miyamoto Yuka is staying in this aisle in the first room of my house, I hope I don't scare you."

It says meaningfully.