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

The warm wind blows.

Foxnosuke and Jiang Xuezuowen stopped at the gate of Honmaru one after the other.

Jiang Xuezuo's words didn't pay attention to Fox's purpose, nor did he care where he would be taken.He was in a trance, as if he hadn't recovered from the rebellion.When Jiang Xue Zuowenwen learned of the rebellion, the incident had come to an end. He hurried over, only to see Yiqi who was defeated by the counter spell and fell to the ground, half of his body shrouded in dense black air.Yuka was screaming, she wasn't dead, but she obviously lost one eye.

"Kill her—!" Yiqi Yizhen growled at him.

Jiang Xue Zuowen was slightly taken aback.

"Kill her—!"

Another sound.

One sound is more miserable than the other.

Hate was engraved in that voice, and blood flowed.

Jiang Xue Zuowen finally came back to his senses, he sighed, and retracted the guarded Taidao back into the scabbard.Seeing this, Yiqi Yizhen seemed to finally be unable to hold on to the spell, and fell to the ground with a hunched body, like a rusty knife that had experienced rain and wind and fell into the dust, shattering the rust residue all over the place.

Quietly, as if dead still.

Jiang Xuezuo's words always subconsciously recall that scene——

Fighting brings pain, it brings suffering, it brings despair.Even if it was a victory within his own job, Jiang Xuezuo's text had never been happy.However, it was precisely because of this idea that he withdrew his knife, but instead...

So, is he doing something wrong?

Jiang Xuezuo couldn't understand the words.

The gentle wind blew away the broken hair on his forehead, Jiang Xue Zuowen felt something soft stained on his bangs, he stretched out his hand and wrapped it gently.It was a delicate petal of cherry blossoms, the color was pink and tender, full of the breath of spring.

Jiang Xuezuo's writing was just like waking up from a dream——

Foxnosuke led him to a strange Honmaru.

He still had the chill of just coming out of prison, but the Honmaru in front of him belonged to spring, the soft wind belonged to spring, and the lush cherry blossoms also belonged to spring.Out of some intuition that belongs exclusively to Zuo Wenwen, Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen also saw Zong San Zuo Wenwen standing in the shade of the flowers. His eccentric "brother" seemed to be looking at him from a distance.

It doesn't seem right to call someone a younger brother.

Although everyone considers themselves a famous sword in the history of a certain Zhen, no matter how you think about it, those historical famous swords that have experienced wind, frost and war cannot have hundreds of Zhens—and they belong to different gods.Rather than saying that it is a famous sword, it is better to say that it is based on the fantasy accumulated by human beings for thousands of years, guided by the spiritual power of the gods, and using the newly forged blade as the medium, so that the swords and swords were born.

Yiqi Yizhen will not casually go to other people's Honmaru to find his younger brother.

Horikawa Kunihiro would never see a Izumi Mamoru Kanesada, so he rushed up to call Mr. Kanesada.

Even though the swords have their own personalities and relationships, in the end it is the god judge who builds their kinks. If the god judge does not exist, the Honmaru does not exist, and the relationship between the swords will naturally fall apart.

Jiang Xuezuo thought in this way——

But in the next second, he saw that little Foxnosuke kicking open the door of Honmaru, and shouted angrily to the door: "Please sign for your Jiang Xuezuo writing—!"

Jiang Xue wrote on the left:? ? ?

Did he just... mishear?

Jiang Xuezuowen looked back, but he didn't see the second Jiang Xuezuowen behind him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw... a large group of colorful Sword Fusangshen emerged, all in unison Staring at Jiang Xuezuo's writing, some people are looking at his hair, some are looking at his fingernails, and some are studying——

"It doesn't look like he knows how to cook."

"My eldest brother has never cooked before." Xiao Ye Zuowen answered.

Jiang Xue wrote on the left: "..."

Although he eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha's name, and stays away from cooking, he has never cooked before.

...But it is not necessary to be surrounded by such a serious crowd.

"Let's go, let's go, Tsurumaru, you just stood in my way on purpose."

As the snow-white Tsurumaru Kuninaga was forcibly pushed away, a young girl appeared, as if the morning light had penetrated the air, and her bright appearance made the flowers and plants more alive.Before this, Jiang Xuezuo had never seen human eyes glowing brightly, but for a moment, he felt that the eyes of the girl who judged God were as bright as pearls held in black velvet.

Bright as the shattered light of the deep sea.

"Jiang, Jiangxue?!"

Jiang Xue hesitated for a moment: "Are you...?"

"Don't you remember me?" Jiang Xuezuo's doubts made the girl feel down all of a sudden, "I'm Suzune, and I used to be a divine examiner who was a guest at Youhua Honmaru."

Jiang Xuezuo's character is not pleasing, even if it is the precious Sihuadao, Youhua will basically not take him out to show off.Jiang Xuezuo thought about it over and over again, indeed, it seems that a god-inspector once got lost and came to his room... But, are they so familiar with each other?

Suzune also... seemed to realize something.

Whether she "falls in love at first sight", persists in forging the knife and is defeated in every battle, or even stubbornly saves him from the fate of returning to the furnace—all of these are Lingyin's wishful thinking in the final analysis, and Jiang Xuezuo's writing is all about it. Know nothing.

Well, he's going to know now.

It's like a test paper full of answers, which is finally about to be graded by the examiner.

Lingyin suddenly became very afraid. She stared blankly at Jiang Xue Zuowen's face for more than ten seconds, then suddenly covered her face with her hands, and rushed back with a whoosh.I don't know how many swordsmen who were eating melons happily, they didn't expect this change, and let Lingyin hide again out of nowhere.

She resolutely hid in Yamabuchi Kunihiro's quilt.

"……What's going on here?"

"Be shy."

"Lingyin is still shy?!"

"After all, I'm still a girl. Although I'm usually as straightforward as a stick, but now... I should sigh that I finally have a girl in my family who has grown up? No, I don't know why, but now I really want to beat a knife."

"What should we do now?"

The scene was awkward for a while.

In the end, Foxnosuke jumped out decisively: "I don't care what you do with this guy, anyway, this is your Honmaru's housework. In short, you can't miss a piece of fried tofu that you promised me!"

……

……

After the chaos—

The real (?) master, Yamabagiri Kunihiro, stood up and said, "Kakiri, you watch Tsurumaru Kuninaga and let him be quiet for two days. Yakuken, you handle this week's work, and the rest should be done in normal times." What to do, if you don’t know, go clean the stables.”

As soon as the big killer came out of the stable, the large army dispersed like birds and beasts.

In the final analysis, this is just a new partner in Honmaru, except that the other party was neither forged from the hands of the Honmaru swordsmith, nor was it brought back by the expeditionary troops, that's all.This Honmaru has welcomed new members many times, even if Suzune didn't deliberately arrange it, there is already a fixed process——

The process is as follows——

Lingyin knelt down beside Yamaba Kirihiro, and bowed deeply to Jiang Xuezuo's text: "Yes, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't...ah no, the first time...no, I can do it again I'm really glad to meet you, please, please don't refuse, I really want to have Yizhen Jiangxue Zuowen."

Yiqi Yizhen next to him secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Not that he said, this picture is really very visual.

Jiang Xuezuo's text also helped her think carefully: "You can forge, there is a formula that can easily produce Jiang Xuezuo's text..."

"Forging, forging can't be done."

A house full of swords and knives can testify.

"Many maps also drop."

Speaking of this, Lingyin really almost cried: "The liver, the liver doesn't come out."

A certain old man who often got lost in the mountains turned his face with a stiff smile. Speaking of which, although there is no Jiang Xuezuo script in this pill, more than ten spare blades of Mikazuki Zongjin have been stored in the warehouse. inside.

Maybe there really is such a... Ou's evil god judge.

Jiang Xuezuo was really at a loss.

Although he claims to be the precious Sihua Taidao, who among the slightly older god judges doesn't have more than a dozen Zhenjiang Xuezuo characters in their hands?Moreover, Jiang Xuezuo's words really don't feel that he is so precious in terms of practice or origin.

Hmm... that's enough for [-] fried tofu.

But looking at the girl's aggrieved eyes and words of refusal, it seems that it is not so easy to say it.When Mingming communicated with Miyamoto Yuka, Jiang Xuezuo's words were all straightforward "I'm not happy", but it seemed that something was different when facing Suzune.

Oh.

Kunihiro Yamababa, who stared at him from under the white cloth, was also one of the reasons.

Jiang Xuezuo thought that he was well-informed, but he had never seen such a vicious Yamabuki Kirihiro like an old hen guarding its cubs... Is he really Yamabuki Kirihiro?Or is it wearing a white cloth and pretending to be Yamabakiri Kunihiro's Yamabakiri Nagayoshi?

"I……"

Jiang Xuezuo hadn't had time to give a clear answer in the future.

With a bang, the door of the room was slammed open. Imaiken, who had just come down from the battlefield, didn't care about the mud on his body. Take out a vibrato.

"Lingyin, I fished out Jiang Xuezuo's writing."

Bell tone: "..."

Jiang Xue wrote on the left: "..."

Yiqi Yizhen, who couldn't bear to witness the tragic scene, covered his eyes: "..."

Zong San Zuo Wenwen and Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, who were ready to call their brothers, fell into confusion at the same time: "..."

Imaiken was still waiting for a compliment with sparkling eyes.

The scene was momentarily embarrassing to the extreme.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who sneaked back, dubbed in a low voice: "Choose him? Or choose him? Should I choose the white moonlight that I can't get after thousands of searches, or choose the one who is struggling to pursue the blue sky and fall to the underworld? A scoop of red roses, Suzuya of our Honmaru is still young, but she is already 16 years old, she must have experienced the bloody storm in the Shura field... Ouch!"

Anyway-

At this time, it would never be wrong to drag Tsurumaru Kuninaga out for a beating.