save the judge

Under the clear and bright moonlight, the beautiful Fusangshen sat on the viewing platform extending from the corridor, holding a small white porcelain cup in his right hand wearing a black leather glove, and the sake in it was The subtle brilliance reflected in the moonlight.

"Yo-hoo~"

The light and crisp voice suddenly exploded in my ears, and a shadow fell from top to bottom like a big bird with outspread wings. The snow-white and soft fabric was like the wings of a white bird, with golden light like starlight and a lingering melodious voice. There was a sound of chains clinking, and there was another person on the viewing platform.

The visitor had short silver hair, a long strand of hair hanging softly on his neck, a slender body wrapped in a white feather fabric, bright golden eyes with a frank and bright smile, like a A white crane with a slender neck and rich feathers, obviously there is still a lot of space on the side, but he has to challenge the difficulty to stand on a short decorative stake-this habit makes him look more like the kind of birds that are known for their elegance There is a subtle similarity.

"Would you like a drink, Tsurumaru?"

The young Li Li who was holding the wine glass was not surprised by the sudden guest, but raised the wine glass in his hand towards the visitor with a smile on his face: "The white crane from Kobe has a lingering fragrance in the mouth. If you drink alone under the moonlight, you can still see it." The sight of white cranes flying over."

He blinked mockingly at the intruder.

Because the cross-section of the short pile is limited, Tsurumaru Kuninaga can only step on it with one foot, the other foot is suspended in the air, with both hands open to maintain balance, and the wide sleeves are fluttering in the wind, like a white crane spreading its wings It will be a long cry.

——then he hopped on tiptoe twice in a most aesthetically destructive way.

"Oh, is there such a legend? Then please give me a cup!" Tsurumaru didn't care at all that he was being teased, and stretched his neck to look at the contents of the other's cup with a smile: "Oh, it's colorless It’s really less interesting, it would be a big surprise if it was changed to red? Hmm... black is also good?”

He rubbed his chin and pondered, his eyes became brighter and brighter, while the young man who was sitting upright tasting wine listened with a smile, with a calm demeanor, and occasionally commented in a friendly voice: "... If it is red, how about adding tomato sauce? Some of the tomatoes in the garden seem to be ripe."

"Ketchup? Good idea! But it doesn't seem to be suitable for coloring liquids, and the result may be sticky pink..."

"That's a new surprise." The young man with the crescent moon in his eyes commented without changing his face.

"Wow, Mikazuki, you are very different today, are you nervous?" Tsurumaru took off on the spot on the short pile and changed the supporting foot, "Going out to drink at night, this is not the routine of the elderly."

Sanriyue Zongjin smiled and picked up the stone blue wine vessel on the tray, and poured wine for himself: "Yes, the young lord went to a dangerous situation and sat down with those old foxes to negotiate. Such things make me, an old man, very worried."

Tsurumaru put his hands behind his back: "You don't believe he can do it?"

San Riyue drank the clear wine in the glass, looked down at the remaining liquid slipping from the glass wall: "No, it is precisely because I believe he can do it that I am more worried about him."

——This should not be the responsibility of a child who has not yet grown up. Human beings often say that if you have the corresponding ability, you must take the corresponding responsibility. However, there are so many capable people in this world, and his master is not even that The point where he has to.

"Will the Shizheng Council agree?" Tsurumaru changed the subject, thinking of the plan proposed by the lord just before he left - the grand plan that shocked him as soon as he heard it, and made his blood boil.

"I will agree, this is the best opportunity." San Riyue replied firmly.

"Then why has he been away for so long and hasn't come back?" Tsurumaru kept his balance and squatted down on the short pile, his expression was quite dim.

Sankaiyue lightly shook the empty cup in her hand, and replied softly: "Command power—that's where the difference between us and Shizheng lies."

For such a huge plan, its commander will definitely gain unparalleled prestige after the plan is successful. The current affairs that are gradually declining need prestige, but Jingujiquan will never make wedding clothes for others.

He can't trust the current affairs with frequent internal problems. Instead of trying to start a new one, he should try to control this behemoth step by step. Even if it is to regain the glory due to his mother who died young, he will not give up the command of this plan. right.

"I hope...it will be successful." Sanriyue stared at the clear and bright bottom of the cup, and in the slight reflection of the liquid at the bottom of the cup, he saw black and gray turbidity faintly lingering in his blue pupils.

——The aftereffects of accepting the power of the fallen God-inspector are beginning to emerge.

*****

In the meeting room on the top floor of the Government of Time, there were only seven people sitting around the long table. These seven people showed a very strange way of sitting. Six people sat around the long table, and the only young man was alone Sit at the other end of the long table.

It seemed that he was excluded, but as long as he stayed in this room for a few more minutes, everyone would realize that there was a poor little kitten who was excluded at the other end of the long table. Dare to approach the lion!

Although this male lion has the most harmless appearance, a handsome young man, even sickly pale and slender, with a thick coat on his body, sitting there, he seems to be leading thousands of troops. The king who raised the flag.

In such a peaceful age, there are still people with such momentum?

This question only flashed in the minds of the people on the opposite side for a moment, and then it was smashed to pieces by the words from the young man's mouth.

The retrograde army, the control of the dark fallen Fusangshen, the mutiny of internal personnel...

One after another came out of his mouth unhurriedly, and their backs were wet without knowing it.

And when the plan slowly unfolded, the fear in their eyes turned into fire again.

Anyone who heard this plan could not help trembling and ecstatically, and they quickly saw the infinite glory hidden behind it.

"...In view of this, I request full command authority." The black-haired youth said the last sentence in a calm tone.

"impossible!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, a voice of negation came from the first song at the same time.

"We are very grateful for the information provided by Mr. Jinguji, and we are willing to accept your opinions, but the command right is very important, and the god judges will be more willing to choose a famous and trustworthy person, or us We will choose a few spiritual judges to take charge together...Of course, in view of your contribution, we are willing to provide you with a place."

"We can also meet your other reasonable demands. Shizheng will install a new sword next month..."

Several high-level personnel are well versed in speech skills, and they positioned Jingongjiquan as an "enthusiastic examiner" in twos and twos.

Jingu Jiquan leaned on the soft back of the chair, and listened silently to the rich fortune and reputation they promised him. When the meeting room became silent again, he spoke again, using the same tone : "We've spent a lot of time on this matter."

He let out a long breath as if he was sleepy, and opened his eyes again, something extremely coercive gradually emerged from the dark pupils: "I demand full command, this is not discussing with you."

He raised his eyes, and in the void behind him, there was a gorgeous figure gradually solidified, several fox tails stretched out like fans, and the beast's pupils contracted and enlarged, and in an instant, the blade-like sight was aimed at Several people on the opposite side.

At the same time, the young man raised his hand that had been hidden under the hem of his wide sleeve. Accompanied by the buzzing sound of the blade unsheathed, a trace of the blade's light, like a white snow and crescent moon, pierced the slightly dim light, bringing an explosion that tore through the air. sound, slamming into the table in front of them.

"——I'm notifying you." Jingujiquan slowly finished the last half of the sentence.

The few people on the opposite side fell into a moment of dead silence. They were all from big families that were inextricably linked to Shintoism, and they themselves had good theological attainments. It doesn't mean they forgot everything they had learned.

"... before Tamamo..."

I don't know who said this name in the fear of suffocation.

But how is this possible!

Didn't that big monster who was famous in Heian capital die long ago like other monsters? !

"Wait...this vibration knife..." Someone murmured, staring at Mustache in front of him and couldn't take his eyes off, "Dark fall... knife?"

With powerful spiritual power, he is a descendant of the first generation of leader-level god judges. He drives the dark sword and holds the big card of Yuzaoqian in his hand...

They trembled faintly in their hearts.

The leading man weighed in for a moment, and finally reluctantly admitted that there was indeed no god judge among them who could compete with this person, and it seemed that he didn't even mind using some violent means to get what he wanted.

The man pressed his communicator, the screen lit up, and a light blue virtual light screen unfolded in midair. After a short silence, he said in a deep voice: "Turn on the communicators with each Honmaru, and transfer the communication command to come out."

"...Agreed to transfer."

"Agreed to transfer."

"Agreed to transfer."

The high-level people around the long table spoke out one after another.

Opposite the communicator is not a human voice, but a communication control device "Izanagi" synthesized by the most critical technology of current affairs.

An inorganic male voice echoed in the room: "The voiceprint verification has passed, and the communication command authority has been independent. Please confirm the new authorized person code."

Everyone turned their eyes to Jingujiquan.

The black-haired young man was quiet for a while, and said clearly: "Yujinhua."

Izanagi repeated: "Codename 'Tulip', are you sure?"

"Yes."

"The authority has been handed over, please issue an order."

Jingujiquan stood up, opened one hand forward, and the long knife that had been pierced deeply into the table vibrated lightly under his call, and immediately turned into a flowing light that wrapped around his hand with attachment, and then fell beside him. A young man with long silver hair.

"All Honmaru under Shizheng's jurisdiction, sound the highest-level battle alarm, Honmaru god judges with a combat power rating of S and above prepare for the battle, and those with a combat power rating of A-level and above gather all Fusangshin..."

The young man's calm and calm voice echoed in the room, as if he had thought about it a thousand times, and the fluent commands came out of his mouth without any pause. Use a pen to outline all the movements of Honmaru, then he will be able to see the most glorious time in his life——

The stars light up.

******

"The main hall, the main hall! What happened? Why do you have to prepare for battle all of a sudden!" Jia Qingguang rushed up to the castle tower holding the equipment of Yamato Shou'an, and threw a pile of clothes in his hand to the night guard. On top of Yamato Moran's head, one head was poked out to see the judge who was scrambling to pull on his pants.

"I don't know either! The police suddenly raised the alarm, which scared me to death! Is Honosuke coming to Honmaru tonight? Is there anyone on duty in the office? Did you receive any notice?" The alarm woke up in the middle of the night The young man hastily brushed two handfuls of hair as if he had taken care of himself, grabbed one coat and rushed out.

The highest alarm that was sounded by each Honmaru of the current affairs force, the level of the situation is so serious that the judges can no longer imagine it. Was the current affairs headquarters broken by the retrograde army?Or were the various Honmaru located by the retrograde army?

"The person on duty should be Yaoyan... Alas! Your glasses!" Qingguang Qingguang stomped his feet and yelled twice, but he didn't call the judge back, so he took his glasses and chased after him.

"Emergency battle? Unknown coordinates? Large battlefield? Commander..."

The young man squinted his eyes and leaned closer to the screen. Yao Yan couldn't stand watching anymore. He adjusted his glasses, and the interface read out the name: "Yujinhua."

"Tujinhua? Who is this? The code name of the God-inspector? Why have I never heard of it? Is it a woman?"

He asked many questions in a row, and such a scene was staged in countless homimuras, and the code name "Yujinhua" was also spread to hundreds of millions of god examiners within 10 minutes.

******

"My lord, isn't it too ostentatious to declare war on such a large scale?"

Inside the Honmaru Daihiro Room, it is as if the soul of the Warring States Period is revived here. The hall that has never been used shows its full view for the first time. It imitates the buildings arranged in ancient military meeting places, and the numerous curtain doors create a majestic and gorgeous atmosphere. , the two rows of seats separated by a short seat stretched for tens of meters, the hanging curtain at the top covered the face of the lord, and the retainers were fully armed and sat on the bottom.

The lights illuminated the gorgeous faces of these gods who came to the world. Jingu Jiquan didn't wear the appropriate kimono, but simply put on a black monozukuri haori over the usual attire.

"We need the combat power of high-end god judges. It would be a waste of time to tell who is the traitor among them. Why don't we just mobilize everyone, even if they receive the news, we can buy enough time. "

Jingujiquan's thinking was simple and brutal: "On the battlefield, in front of so many colleagues, do you think they dare to show their traitors?"

He raised his head: "As long as we have a good opening—"

"Masters, do you dare to fight with me?"

The gods of Fusang uttered their voices in unison, and their voices echoed like thunder in the magnificent hall: "I wish to fight to the death with my lord!"

Countless young girls in maiden costumes, dignified middle-aged people, ordinary-looking youths, lively and smiling teenagers in Honmaru... They all stood up at the same time and looked at the courtyard with long knives or cypress fans A time-turner that radiates a golden aura.

In the dark vortex of time and space, there are stars that light up from the night, suddenly lighting up the vast black night, every homimara is a star, so at this moment, the galaxy lights up.