Be a God Inquisitor from Scratch

Tsurumaru was surprised, and couldn't even understand why he suddenly asked this sentence, Sword God tilted his head and showed a puzzled look: "Huh?"

G didn't flinch, and continued to ask: "I mean, why are you willing to follow such a leader, who is weak, has a bad temper, does nothing all day and has no goals or plans? Do you really want to follow such a person?"

In his opinion, Hyuga Qingxiao is such a master, not to mention the attractiveness, she doesn't even have the slightest demeanor of a master.

Although Sword God kept calling her a general, G felt that the girl was completely unworthy of such a title.

The red-haired young man thought of something, looked up at Tsurumaru and said, "Did you have something in her hands?"

Hearing the words, Tsurumaru was stunned, and then laughed out loud at this whimsical idea: "Huh?"

Suddenly, thinking of something, he immediately put away his smile, turned his head to look to the other side, and found that other companions were staring nervously at the center of the flame, not paying attention to it at all.

Immediately, the Sword God showed a hesitant expression, and spoke the truth in his mouth that was completely opposite to his expression.

"No."

G, who was completely caught in his own thoughts, immediately understood, clenched his fists after confirming his conjecture: "Sure enough."

It is despicable that this woman can do what she wants by threatening these powerful warriors.

He looked at Tsurumaru's disappointed expression again, and said involuntarily: "Don't worry, I will help you."

Tsurumaru desperately held back the desire to laugh out loud, and asked intentionally, "What can you do for me?"

"Help you overthrow that woman's power!"

Seeing the serious expression of the red-haired young man, Tsurumaru finally couldn't help it, and laughed hahaha while clutching his stomach.

"Hahahahahaha, what nonsense are you talking about hahaha, hahaha you actually believed it hahaha!"

G froze, somewhat unable to understand what happened.

Tsurumaru laughed to death and said: "Hahaha, it's so funny to say something about overthrowing power hahahahahahahaha."

G suddenly realized that he was being tricked, he stood up suddenly and condemned in anger, "You liar!"

Sword God narrowed his golden pupils, and said slyly: "I didn't lie to you, human, I just denied your question."

"But, but, yours, your expression."

"I said clearly, it's just that you think too much, Your Royal Highness."

After reading this joke, Tsurumaru immediately laughed again, and the other sword gods looked over because they were unclear.

Being ridiculed to the point of embarrassment, and feeling other eyes, G's face turns red and turns pale.

"You, this servant, are as bad as that woman!"

Cursing like this, G picked up the gun and left the corner.

After being scolded by him, Tsurumaru not only didn't feel insulted, but touched his chin subtly, is it as bad as the general?

But the Sword God felt that his general was too serious, and he never even paid attention to his jokes, but he treated this human being differently, and was even willing to take pains to anger him.

Although he also thinks this human is very funny, but when he thinks of the general treating a human like this, he can't help but want to spoof him.

Thinking of this, Tsurumaru laughed at himself and shook his head... He said he wanted to see if she was worth following. In fact, as a sword, his subconscious mind already cared enough about the god judge.

At this time, the flame in the center of the island suddenly changed, and the golden-red flame retreated into the girl's wrist like a tide in an instant.

The appraiser was out of breath as if he had experienced a great battle.

Qing Xiao held her right hand with her left hand. Her right hand was so painful that she lost consciousness. It was as if she had been cut by a saw, beaten to pieces by a hammer, and then brought back to life. Fortunately, the flames had dried her tears.

Otherwise, Daojian might see a general crying bitterly... But at least the tentacles didn't spit out the 'food', it was lucky.

Qing Xiao rejoiced and made up her mind not to engage in such nonsense again, it was so sad.

Giotto stood there blankly, and it took him a while to realize that he was back.

In that strange world, he was not only beaten up, but with the use of flames, the youth was completely inferior to that man.

Who is he?The blond-haired young man was thinking, his eyes fell on the girl, and when he found her pale and crumbling, he immediately ran over.

"Qing Xiao, Qing Xiao, are you okay?"

The judge held his forehead: "It's okay, let's go back."

Having said that, she frowned and asked, "Have you gained anything?"

Boom—the flames ignited, but not one, but three, and even a flame ignited between Giotto's eyebrows.

"I got stronger," he said.

Qing Xiao stared blankly at the figure of this man with burning eyebrows and flaming hands, and suddenly felt a little familiar... Did she read it wrong?

After a while, the girl shook her head and threw that weird thought out of her mind, how could it be possible that the Judaime was still in her world, and how could she meet relevant characters after traveling through so much time and space.

What a coincidence, she fell into the sea and was rescued by the protagonist, just kidding, she is not the heroine.

Maybe it's because the way of burning the fire is similar, if she wants to, she can also talk like a fire between her eyebrows.

How about trying it next time?It looks cool to say that.

Thinking so handsome and having no friends, Qing Xiao lowered her head and fell asleep.

Giotto was startled: "Qing Xiao, Qing... Xiao?"

At this time, the sword god has arrived.

"general!"

"Owner!"

"Lord!"

Yao Yan lowered his head to observe for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief: "The general is asleep."

The other sword gods also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words.

Giotto was squeezed away, he turned his head and looked around, and found that G was squatting under a tree with an unhappy expression.

"G, what's the matter?"

When the red-haired young man saw him, his eyes lit up, and his decadent aura immediately became positive. He jumped up happily and said, "Hey, Giotto, did you succeed?"

"En." The blond youth nodded, showing him his newly learned usage of flames.

With one hand clenched, he happily said, "If it were me now, I would have already grasped the gun."

G was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Congratulations."

Giotto was a little strange: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing?"

"No, G, you are very strange, what are you missing?"

The red-haired young man was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said in a low voice, "I'm just a little unwilling."

Especially when he found that he was powerless against a samurai. Giotto had become stronger, so he might no longer be able to assist him like this.

As for that girl, although she was a bad person, her subordinates were stronger than herself. I am afraid that she was worthy of the self-defense regiment that was about to be established.

Although he really didn't want to admit this, G also had to understand one thing - his actions against the god-inspectors were actually detrimental to the Corps, and even damaged Giotto's interests.

Giotto laughed and said, "You're thinking about strange things again. Didn't I say that, we are brothers who grew up together, how could we leave you behind because of a little strength."

"Didn't you say yes, you want to protect everyone together?"

He smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "I can't lose my left and right hands like you."

G was stunned, then smiled, and held the hand: "Yes."

"Besides, you were just misled. In fact, Qing Xiao is much stronger than you imagined, and her temper is not that bad."

Thinking of this incident, Giotto was a little dumbfounded.

"It's only because you provoked her in the first place."

G is a little embarrassed: "I will... try to get along with her as much as possible."

The blond youth's eyebrows were curved: "If you observe carefully, you will find that she also has her unique charm."

G: "..." Maybe he was overthinking, but why did he feel that Giotto who said this was a bit strange?

……

The crisp sound of seabirds whistling past the ears, accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the reef.

Qing Xiao opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

What did she do?where is this?what happened?

The girl sat up holding her forehead, feeling her brain was like a lump of paste, very uncomfortable, and she felt a dull pain in her right hand, thinking of this, Qing Xiao wished to beat up the man who appeared in the dream.

If you say that you can't let people enter the inner world, then what is he, he is qualified to go?

Damn, he's a Jill!

The girl clenched her fist and hammered the quilt hard. She was about to pull the man over and beat him up violently. She was grabbing the collar of the man, and the man pursed his lips and said, "You should go."

Then she was thrown out!

No one was beaten!

angry!

Qing Xiao understood why her power was out of control.

Someone has been dragging her back inexplicably in her relationship!

Thinking of this, Qing Xiao gritted her teeth angrily, that figure was actually just a phantom of power, not the real person, but she had already written down the account.

The girl gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Zhou Fangzun, you wait for Laozi."

The door is pushed open.

Yao Yan asked softly: "General? Are you up yet?"

Qing Xiao turned her head and saw Sword God holding lunch.

After eating, the girl realized that she had slept for three days and three nights.

"If it wasn't for your subordinates to stop me, I would almost call a doctor."

Giotto cared: "Are you... okay."

"Very good." Qing Xiao said casually.

Although the hand hurts, the right hand is not as uncomfortable as before. It seems that the digestion progress has increased a little bit?

Thinking of this, Qing Xiao's mood jumped up, she was very much looking forward to the day when she would be freed soon, this kind of day when she was powerless, even if someone taunted her face, she couldn't draw her sword back, really It's so boring!

And in order to calm down, she needs to practice the piano and cultivate her sentiments, so let her go.

The examiner is almost depressed by this completely different life from before. . .