Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?
Chapter 123
As he approached, under the bright moonlight, Fu Sangshen's tall and straight figure was fully revealed. He was wearing a gorgeous dark blue hunting suit, and there was a touch of curved gold in his beautiful blue eyes. new moon.
Feeling the footsteps approaching, Fu Zhenhong still did not open his eyes. He enjoyed the quiet atmosphere at the moment. The moderate temperature spring water wrapped his skin and relaxed his pores, which made Fu Zhenhong feel a kind of Extremely comfortable relaxation.
Sanri Yuezong stared closely at the black-haired man who was taking a bath, the warm and humid mist lingered on his overly delicate face, making his bright face a bit more untouchable hazy and alienated indifference.
The Fusangshen transformed by swords all have quite exquisite appearances, and Mikazuki Zongjin, who is known as one of the five swords in the world, is the best among them. However, in front of this black-haired man, Mikazuki Zongjin, who is known as the most beautiful sword Not even half a point.
The other party's long and thick eyelashes cast a long and narrow black shadow on the eyelids because of the closed eyes, and the thick eyelashes like crow feathers condensed a little bit of translucent water droplets under the moistening of the mist.
For a moment, Sanriyue Zongjin felt as if he saw the legendary sea monster, with the most enchanting and beautiful face, the most fierce and powerful strength, and the most captivating charm.
As long as you don't pay attention, you will be pulled into the ghostly and unpredictable boundless deep sea, and drown in constant struggle.
Sanri Yue Zongjin restrained his mind and took the initiative to break the calm.
"The judge of the gods is really sharp."
Sanri Yuezong had curved eyebrows and a gentle voice, but if you look carefully, you will find that the emotion emerging from the bottom of his eyes is indifference and alienation.
Fu Zhenhong slowly opened his eyes, and the drops of water from his thick black eyelashes slid down with the movement of his eyes opening, and gently dripped onto the tear mole under his eyes. This kind of breathtaking beauty is a little more soft and lingering.
Mikazuki Zongjin noticed the faint trace of ambiguity on his collarbone, and subconsciously thought of those words Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in front of many Token Fusangshin after he was teleported back to Honmaru.
Flirting in bed with another man?
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Sanri Yuezong's face.
He didn't try to cover up this emotion on purpose, or in other words, this was what he deliberately let Fu Zhenhong see.
If there is no real bond between Daojian Fusangshen and the judge, it is just a cold contract relationship.Although under such circumstances, the Toujian Fusangshen have no right to interfere with the private life of the examiner, but this does not prevent them from showing contempt and sarcasm about it.
[Hey, Xiaohong, your romantic affairs in the outside world must have been publicized by that troublemaker in this maru. ]
[So what's the matter with your excited tone? ]
[I haven't, don't talk nonsense. ]
Fu Zhenhong didn't bother with the weak chicken system anymore. In fact, regardless of whether Tsurumaru Kuninaga told the truth about everything he saw in this world, or added words in a subjective sense, or just said it in a word, he would deal with Zhenhong. It doesn't hurt to say anything.
Contempt and sarcasm are derived from the most genuine emotions.
And the ups and downs of emotions show that you care.
Whether the emotion is good or bad.
As a senior strategist of the Space-Time Administration, Fu Zhenhong's handling of emotions has reached an almost terrifying level.
These Token Fusangshen in Honmaru are not fools, especially after going through several god-inspectors, they have been able to discern the true and false of good intentions.
Deliberate camouflage is not as good as straightforward exposure. Fu Zhenhong will never be a gentle and kind judge, with a kind, considerate, and tolerant mind of loving swordsmen.
He chose from the very beginning to let the swords of this maru see him in his truest state as Tomie Kawakami, but for the strategy of this maru, the favor gained from false goodwill is far worse than letting the swords be vigilant and confronted again. A little bit of sinking in the guard is more profound.
"Come here at this time, Sanriyue," Fu Zhenhong paused for a moment, and said inexplicably, "Could it be that you are going to be a servant tonight?"
Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't answer Fu Zhenhong's obviously teasing sentence, but said: "The name of the judge is Kawakami Tomie."
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "Did Tsurumaru tell you?"
"Aren't the god judges afraid of being hidden by the gods?" Sanri Yuezong asked rhetorically.
"Shenyin?" Fu Zhenhong smiled softly, "If you have that ability."
Fu Sangshen, the sword, lives with the spiritual power of the God-inspector. If Fu Sangshen knows the real name of the God-inspector, he can control the God-inspector in turn, and even manipulate the God-inspector as a puppet at will.
This is a kind of concealment.
Fu Zhenhong's strength stems from the spiritual power he accumulated through traveling through endless time and space. In this world, spiritual power is only a small part of his derived spiritual power.
Even Honmaru, who is full of knives and full of levels, can't hide him, let alone this dark fallen Honmaru who has just shown signs of recovery.
Sanri Yuezong approached Fu Zhenhong. He squatted down and tilted his head to look at the black-haired man. "I'm really curious. Why did the God-inspector come to take over this pill?"
"San Riyue really wants to know?"
"Because it's really too curious."
In Mikazuki Zongjin's view, since this god-inspector named Kawakami Tomie possesses powerful spiritual power, the other party can choose a brand new Honmaru.The newborn swords will not be full of vigilance and malice towards the god judges like their fallen Honmaru. On the contrary, the swords in the newborn Honmaru will have the most ardent and loyal sincerity for the god judges.
Under such circumstances, no matter what this god-inspector, who can shake people's minds just by his appearance, can easily do whatever he wants to do to the newborn Sword Fusangshen.
So why did you choose to take over their Honmaru?
"Sanriyue, if you want to know the answer, you need to exchange it with another answer." Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, and squinted at Sanriyue Zongjin with her eyes.
The end of his eyes already had a kind of mixed natural charm, but at this moment, when he glanced casually with his eyes, there was a bit of bewilderment for no reason.
At this moment, Sanri Yue Zongjin felt as if something had pricked his heart lightly, it was neither painful nor itchy, but he couldn't ignore it.
Three-day Yue Zongjin pursed his thin lips, and after considering his words, he said slowly: "What answer does the God Judge want to seek from us?" not interested."
"You're right," Fu Zhenhong hooked the corners of her lips, and said calmly: "I really have no interest in exploring you, so naturally there is no possibility of exchanging answers, so if San Riyue wants to satisfy her curiosity, It’s up to you to slowly figure out the most appropriate reason.”
"It's really indifferent." The expression on Sanri Yuezong's face remained unchanged, but the golden curve in his eyes deepened a little.
"Indifference?" Fu Zhenhong laughed, "Do the swordsmen who have murderous intentions towards the God Judge still expect the God Judge to show tolerance and kindness regardless of past suspicions?"
Sanri Yuezong was almost silent, although the indifference he said did not mean this, but the words of the interrogator really made him unable to refute.
"Hey... Sanriyue," Fu Zhenhong whispered the name of the blue-haired Fu Sangshen in a low voice, with a bit of meaning in her tone: "In my case, if you exchange kindness for favor, it might be easier to get it. "
"Beloved?" Sanri Yue Zongjin lowered his eyes slightly, his dark blue hair faintly concealed the emotion in his eyes, but his too low voice showed that Fu Sangshen was seriously pondering the deep meaning behind this word.
Fu Zhenhong turned her body sideways, and while Sanri Yuezong was still thinking, she directly grabbed the opponent's collar and dragged the blue-haired Fu Sangshen into the spring water neatly.
Accompanied by the "plop" sound of falling into the water, a splash of water splashed on the calm water surface.
Fu Zhenhong pressed Sanri Yuezong to the edge of the bath, put her hands on Sanri Yuezong's sides, and wrapped the blue-haired Fu Sangshen under her body.The height of the two is similar, and Fu Zhenhong's figure is thinner and more handsome.
Sanri Yuezong hadn't expected that the god judge would pull him into the water without warning, and the warm and moist spring water flowed around him, soaking his hunting clothes little by little.A rare look of stupefaction appeared on his pretty face, and the golden ears of wheat on his hair were tilted to the front.
The smile on the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips spread a bit, and he began to comb the crooked ears of wheat on Sanri Yuezong's hair.Even after soaking in the warm spring water, Fu Zhenhong's fingers were still slightly cool. When her round and delicate fingertips slid onto the skin near Sanri Yuezong's forehead, Fu Sangshen's blue-haired body faintly trembled. for a moment.
The subconscious reaction of Sanri Yue Zong's body made Fu Zhenhong laugh happily, and this low and shallow laughter became more ambiguous and seductive in the night.
Only then did Yue Zongjin realize that the two people's current posture is too close.It was too close, so close that he could clearly see himself reflected in the man's distinct eyelashes and deep, dark eyes after being drenched in mist.
In the narrow space, Sanriyue Zongjin could feel the heat flowing from the lips and teeth of the other party's chuckle, and he could smell the fragrance of the God Judge, which was the fragrance of honeysuckle flowers, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tobacco.
Because of his posture, Sanri Yuezong only needed to move his eyes a little, and he could see the translucent water flow slowly down the neck of the god judge.
Under the cold moonlight, the skin covered by the water is like delicate white snow and flawless jade, and those transparent drops of water are like light kisses, flowing along the delicate collarbone across the chest, Finally submerged in water.
There was a thin blush on the ears of Yue Zongjin in the third day. Even the old knife of Pingan Jing who had experienced countless years, suddenly faced with this sudden and ambiguous situation at this moment, it is hard to imagine that he would be a little at a loss.
But after all, it is one of the five swords in the world. After a short period of stupefaction, Sanri Yuezong quickly restrained his mind, showing the calmness and composure he should have.
"Does the god judge want to take a bath with an old man like me?" He said the mantra he used to call, as if he wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed.
"Grandpa?" Fu Zhenhong shook her head lightly, her moist fingertips slowly slid across Sanriyue Zong's cheeks, and said disapprovingly, "Grandpa doesn't have such delicate and warm skin as Sanriyue."
Sanri Yue Zong's body tensed subconsciously following the movements of Fu Zhenhong's hands. He unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips, and even the lines of his neck became deep and hard.
"Sanriyue, there are stars in your eyes." Fu Zhenhong put her lips next to Sanriyue Zong's ear, "I was thinking, if the stars in your eyes were mine, would it look better?"
Sanri Yuezong half-closed his eyes, resisting the strange feeling deep in his heart, and sarcastically sarcastically said: "Is this the favor that the God Judge said?"
"It's not..." Fu Zhenhong's tone was light and cheerful, with an obvious smile, "My favorite is this..." As he spoke, his lips that were originally close to Sanri Yuezong's ear also shifted slightly, She slid across the blue-haired fusangshen's cheek, and kissed Mikazuki Zongjin's lips.
The moment their lips touched, the soft and warm touch made Sanri Yue Zongjin's eyes widen in surprise, and Fu Zhenhong's charming face was reflected in those blue eyes inlaid with golden crescent moons.
Feeling the footsteps approaching, Fu Zhenhong still did not open his eyes. He enjoyed the quiet atmosphere at the moment. The moderate temperature spring water wrapped his skin and relaxed his pores, which made Fu Zhenhong feel a kind of Extremely comfortable relaxation.
Sanri Yuezong stared closely at the black-haired man who was taking a bath, the warm and humid mist lingered on his overly delicate face, making his bright face a bit more untouchable hazy and alienated indifference.
The Fusangshen transformed by swords all have quite exquisite appearances, and Mikazuki Zongjin, who is known as one of the five swords in the world, is the best among them. However, in front of this black-haired man, Mikazuki Zongjin, who is known as the most beautiful sword Not even half a point.
The other party's long and thick eyelashes cast a long and narrow black shadow on the eyelids because of the closed eyes, and the thick eyelashes like crow feathers condensed a little bit of translucent water droplets under the moistening of the mist.
For a moment, Sanriyue Zongjin felt as if he saw the legendary sea monster, with the most enchanting and beautiful face, the most fierce and powerful strength, and the most captivating charm.
As long as you don't pay attention, you will be pulled into the ghostly and unpredictable boundless deep sea, and drown in constant struggle.
Sanri Yue Zongjin restrained his mind and took the initiative to break the calm.
"The judge of the gods is really sharp."
Sanri Yuezong had curved eyebrows and a gentle voice, but if you look carefully, you will find that the emotion emerging from the bottom of his eyes is indifference and alienation.
Fu Zhenhong slowly opened his eyes, and the drops of water from his thick black eyelashes slid down with the movement of his eyes opening, and gently dripped onto the tear mole under his eyes. This kind of breathtaking beauty is a little more soft and lingering.
Mikazuki Zongjin noticed the faint trace of ambiguity on his collarbone, and subconsciously thought of those words Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in front of many Token Fusangshin after he was teleported back to Honmaru.
Flirting in bed with another man?
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Sanri Yuezong's face.
He didn't try to cover up this emotion on purpose, or in other words, this was what he deliberately let Fu Zhenhong see.
If there is no real bond between Daojian Fusangshen and the judge, it is just a cold contract relationship.Although under such circumstances, the Toujian Fusangshen have no right to interfere with the private life of the examiner, but this does not prevent them from showing contempt and sarcasm about it.
[Hey, Xiaohong, your romantic affairs in the outside world must have been publicized by that troublemaker in this maru. ]
[So what's the matter with your excited tone? ]
[I haven't, don't talk nonsense. ]
Fu Zhenhong didn't bother with the weak chicken system anymore. In fact, regardless of whether Tsurumaru Kuninaga told the truth about everything he saw in this world, or added words in a subjective sense, or just said it in a word, he would deal with Zhenhong. It doesn't hurt to say anything.
Contempt and sarcasm are derived from the most genuine emotions.
And the ups and downs of emotions show that you care.
Whether the emotion is good or bad.
As a senior strategist of the Space-Time Administration, Fu Zhenhong's handling of emotions has reached an almost terrifying level.
These Token Fusangshen in Honmaru are not fools, especially after going through several god-inspectors, they have been able to discern the true and false of good intentions.
Deliberate camouflage is not as good as straightforward exposure. Fu Zhenhong will never be a gentle and kind judge, with a kind, considerate, and tolerant mind of loving swordsmen.
He chose from the very beginning to let the swords of this maru see him in his truest state as Tomie Kawakami, but for the strategy of this maru, the favor gained from false goodwill is far worse than letting the swords be vigilant and confronted again. A little bit of sinking in the guard is more profound.
"Come here at this time, Sanriyue," Fu Zhenhong paused for a moment, and said inexplicably, "Could it be that you are going to be a servant tonight?"
Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't answer Fu Zhenhong's obviously teasing sentence, but said: "The name of the judge is Kawakami Tomie."
Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "Did Tsurumaru tell you?"
"Aren't the god judges afraid of being hidden by the gods?" Sanri Yuezong asked rhetorically.
"Shenyin?" Fu Zhenhong smiled softly, "If you have that ability."
Fu Sangshen, the sword, lives with the spiritual power of the God-inspector. If Fu Sangshen knows the real name of the God-inspector, he can control the God-inspector in turn, and even manipulate the God-inspector as a puppet at will.
This is a kind of concealment.
Fu Zhenhong's strength stems from the spiritual power he accumulated through traveling through endless time and space. In this world, spiritual power is only a small part of his derived spiritual power.
Even Honmaru, who is full of knives and full of levels, can't hide him, let alone this dark fallen Honmaru who has just shown signs of recovery.
Sanri Yuezong approached Fu Zhenhong. He squatted down and tilted his head to look at the black-haired man. "I'm really curious. Why did the God-inspector come to take over this pill?"
"San Riyue really wants to know?"
"Because it's really too curious."
In Mikazuki Zongjin's view, since this god-inspector named Kawakami Tomie possesses powerful spiritual power, the other party can choose a brand new Honmaru.The newborn swords will not be full of vigilance and malice towards the god judges like their fallen Honmaru. On the contrary, the swords in the newborn Honmaru will have the most ardent and loyal sincerity for the god judges.
Under such circumstances, no matter what this god-inspector, who can shake people's minds just by his appearance, can easily do whatever he wants to do to the newborn Sword Fusangshen.
So why did you choose to take over their Honmaru?
"Sanriyue, if you want to know the answer, you need to exchange it with another answer." Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, and squinted at Sanriyue Zongjin with her eyes.
The end of his eyes already had a kind of mixed natural charm, but at this moment, when he glanced casually with his eyes, there was a bit of bewilderment for no reason.
At this moment, Sanri Yue Zongjin felt as if something had pricked his heart lightly, it was neither painful nor itchy, but he couldn't ignore it.
Three-day Yue Zongjin pursed his thin lips, and after considering his words, he said slowly: "What answer does the God Judge want to seek from us?" not interested."
"You're right," Fu Zhenhong hooked the corners of her lips, and said calmly: "I really have no interest in exploring you, so naturally there is no possibility of exchanging answers, so if San Riyue wants to satisfy her curiosity, It’s up to you to slowly figure out the most appropriate reason.”
"It's really indifferent." The expression on Sanri Yuezong's face remained unchanged, but the golden curve in his eyes deepened a little.
"Indifference?" Fu Zhenhong laughed, "Do the swordsmen who have murderous intentions towards the God Judge still expect the God Judge to show tolerance and kindness regardless of past suspicions?"
Sanri Yuezong was almost silent, although the indifference he said did not mean this, but the words of the interrogator really made him unable to refute.
"Hey... Sanriyue," Fu Zhenhong whispered the name of the blue-haired Fu Sangshen in a low voice, with a bit of meaning in her tone: "In my case, if you exchange kindness for favor, it might be easier to get it. "
"Beloved?" Sanri Yue Zongjin lowered his eyes slightly, his dark blue hair faintly concealed the emotion in his eyes, but his too low voice showed that Fu Sangshen was seriously pondering the deep meaning behind this word.
Fu Zhenhong turned her body sideways, and while Sanri Yuezong was still thinking, she directly grabbed the opponent's collar and dragged the blue-haired Fu Sangshen into the spring water neatly.
Accompanied by the "plop" sound of falling into the water, a splash of water splashed on the calm water surface.
Fu Zhenhong pressed Sanri Yuezong to the edge of the bath, put her hands on Sanri Yuezong's sides, and wrapped the blue-haired Fu Sangshen under her body.The height of the two is similar, and Fu Zhenhong's figure is thinner and more handsome.
Sanri Yuezong hadn't expected that the god judge would pull him into the water without warning, and the warm and moist spring water flowed around him, soaking his hunting clothes little by little.A rare look of stupefaction appeared on his pretty face, and the golden ears of wheat on his hair were tilted to the front.
The smile on the corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips spread a bit, and he began to comb the crooked ears of wheat on Sanri Yuezong's hair.Even after soaking in the warm spring water, Fu Zhenhong's fingers were still slightly cool. When her round and delicate fingertips slid onto the skin near Sanri Yuezong's forehead, Fu Sangshen's blue-haired body faintly trembled. for a moment.
The subconscious reaction of Sanri Yue Zong's body made Fu Zhenhong laugh happily, and this low and shallow laughter became more ambiguous and seductive in the night.
Only then did Yue Zongjin realize that the two people's current posture is too close.It was too close, so close that he could clearly see himself reflected in the man's distinct eyelashes and deep, dark eyes after being drenched in mist.
In the narrow space, Sanriyue Zongjin could feel the heat flowing from the lips and teeth of the other party's chuckle, and he could smell the fragrance of the God Judge, which was the fragrance of honeysuckle flowers, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tobacco.
Because of his posture, Sanri Yuezong only needed to move his eyes a little, and he could see the translucent water flow slowly down the neck of the god judge.
Under the cold moonlight, the skin covered by the water is like delicate white snow and flawless jade, and those transparent drops of water are like light kisses, flowing along the delicate collarbone across the chest, Finally submerged in water.
There was a thin blush on the ears of Yue Zongjin in the third day. Even the old knife of Pingan Jing who had experienced countless years, suddenly faced with this sudden and ambiguous situation at this moment, it is hard to imagine that he would be a little at a loss.
But after all, it is one of the five swords in the world. After a short period of stupefaction, Sanri Yuezong quickly restrained his mind, showing the calmness and composure he should have.
"Does the god judge want to take a bath with an old man like me?" He said the mantra he used to call, as if he wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed.
"Grandpa?" Fu Zhenhong shook her head lightly, her moist fingertips slowly slid across Sanriyue Zong's cheeks, and said disapprovingly, "Grandpa doesn't have such delicate and warm skin as Sanriyue."
Sanri Yue Zong's body tensed subconsciously following the movements of Fu Zhenhong's hands. He unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips, and even the lines of his neck became deep and hard.
"Sanriyue, there are stars in your eyes." Fu Zhenhong put her lips next to Sanriyue Zong's ear, "I was thinking, if the stars in your eyes were mine, would it look better?"
Sanri Yuezong half-closed his eyes, resisting the strange feeling deep in his heart, and sarcastically sarcastically said: "Is this the favor that the God Judge said?"
"It's not..." Fu Zhenhong's tone was light and cheerful, with an obvious smile, "My favorite is this..." As he spoke, his lips that were originally close to Sanri Yuezong's ear also shifted slightly, She slid across the blue-haired fusangshen's cheek, and kissed Mikazuki Zongjin's lips.
The moment their lips touched, the soft and warm touch made Sanri Yue Zongjin's eyes widen in surprise, and Fu Zhenhong's charming face was reflected in those blue eyes inlaid with golden crescent moons.
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