Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

The time in Honmaru is the same as the time in the real world, but there is a time difference of about one hour.It was exactly seven o'clock in the evening before Fu Zhenhong came into this pill, but at this moment, it was just after six o'clock in this pill.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun presented an orange-red halo on the sky of Honmaru.Floating clouds and mist, with the breeze blowing, dyed the twilight setting sun, and made the sky full of glow.

Fu Zhenhong's teleportation point to Honmaru has been habitually set to this cherry blossom tree. He stood under the tree and looked at the palace not far away, which looked like the royal family and nobles in the Heian era. The dilapidation and depression of the past are no longer seen.

"Hi... Is the God Judge here?" A male voice hiccupping slowly sounded behind Fu Zhenhong. It should have been a very fresh and pleasant voice, but it was overwhelmed by the slightly drunkenness in his tone. A little more magnetic lingering.

Fu Zhenhong turned around and looked at the speaker.

He is 1.9 meters tall, but he is wearing a gorgeous women's attire adorned with many oiran jewellery. He has long dark blue hair half tied up, and he is wearing bright but not vulgar makeup. He is also holding a jug of wine in his hand.

Jiro Taidao, one of Honmaru's great swords, a bold alcoholic with a beautiful appearance.

This sword is one of Fu Sangshen who Fu Zhenhong chose to maintain a neutral attitude when he first came to Honmaru. This sword Fusangshen seems to be unrestrained and carefree, but in fact he has an unusually transparent mind.

After Fu Zhenhong healed all the fallen Fu Sangshen in the main pill, the swords and swords with the spiritual power of the new God-inspector circulating in their bodies had already established a close connection with the God-inspector.

With the rapid improvement of Honmaru's environment, economy, food and other aspects, Odachi, who can drink good wine every day, has gradually turned to Fu Zhenhong's side.

Seeing the god judge looking at him, Jiro Tachi raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly at the beautiful black-haired man in front of him.His golden phoenix eyes still had a faint mist, and there was obvious drunkenness in the pupils, and the enchanting red eyeliner and the blush on his cheeks were three points brighter than the sunset glow in the sky.

When Fu Zhenhong arrived at Honmaru a few days ago, he didn't see Jiro Taidao under this cherry tree. It is obviously not a coincidence that this big sword appeared here today.

The other party is waiting for him to come.

If you really want to count, this is the first time he and Jiro Taidao get along alone.

"Want to tell me something?" Fu Zhenhong leaned against the tree trunk and asked lightly.

"Ahaha~ because I haven't seriously introduced myself to the judge." Jiro Tachi said with a smile.

His personality has always been free and easy, he likes drinking, he likes freedom, and he doesn't like being restrained and disciplined, and now this new judge just meets his needs.

Jiro Tachi thought of the changes in these two Japanese pills.

After coming to this hommaru from Yaki Hasebe, the delicate balance between them, the Token Fusangshin who already had the old master, and this god judge was broken.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe is the sword that really belongs to this god judge, and it is completely different from their swords.

Jiro Tachi has a strong premonition that it won't be long before Honmaru will no longer be calm. At that time, Jiro Tachi can't predict whether he will become a member who will make things lively, but before that, Jiro Tachi I feel that I should still express my attitude.

Jiro Tachi walked half a meter away from Fu Zhenhong and stopped. As long as he got closer, his tall figure could completely surround Fu Zhenhong in the shadows.

Jiro Tachi leaned over slightly, met Fu Zhenhong's gaze, and said with a smile what should have been said when they first met——

"He is Jiro Tachi. Although it is a sword that is enshrined like my brother, there is one thing that is different from my brother. I am tall and can be used with a little effort~"

Is it tall to be used...

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows. I have to say, this is really a weird description.

He couldn't help but think of the elder brother Taro Tachi mentioned in Jiro Tachi's mouth. Although they are two brothers, the personalities of the two swords are completely opposite.The elder brother is abstinent and cold, with a kind of emptiness and loneliness that is not polluted by the world, while the younger brother is free and easy, with a flamboyant and seductive face but an unruly personality.

[The two have their own strengths and weaknesses, so Xiaohong, let's have a pair of twins! ]

[Since it is a big sword, the big one must not only be tall, so Xiaohong, do you understand what I mean? ]

[So Xiaohong, I...]

This time Fu Zhenhong didn't wait for the weak chicken system to finish speaking, and cut off the contact unilaterally.

Since these three systems were enlightened in the last Greek mythology world, the whole body seemed to have been opened up to the second vein of Ren and Du, and his mind was full of non-nutritious yellow waste.

Without some weak chicken systems howling hungrily in Fu Zhenhong's sea of ​​consciousness, Fu Zhenhong's brain was finally cleared up.

He glanced at the sky, the sun was slowly dissipating, and the evening breeze was blowing the cherry blossom trees, bringing a bit of cool spring.

Fu Zhenhong said to Jiro Tachi: "It's time to go back."

Jiro Tachi nodded, but instead of walking in the direction of Honmaru's residence, he lifted his foot forward, took a small step, and stood directly in front of Fu Zhenhong.

Now, the distance between the two of them has surpassed the distance that ordinary people should have when they get along, and the figure of Jiro Tachi completely covers Fu Zhenhong's body.

Fu Zhenhong smelled the alcohol on Jiro Tachi's body, it was very strong, but because there was a faint scent of gardenia, it was not too unpleasant.

Jiro Tachi didn't give any explanation for his behavior, but directly raised his hand, and gently stroked the cherry blossoms that fell on Fu Zhen's red hair with the breeze.

At this moment, Fu Zhenhong felt a sharp vision from the left.He started to look at this awe-inspiring and cold gaze, and his good eyesight allowed him to clearly see that the owner of this gaze was the blue-haired Fu Sangshen standing on the attic at the highest point of the courtyard.

"Brother Yiqi, what do you think Jiro Tachi is talking to that man, the two of you have to be so close," Hakata Toshiro tried to stand on tiptoes, holding the fence tightly with both hands, while stretching his neck to look under the cherry tree One side complained unhappily: "They behave so intimately, and the drunkard still smiles so brightly."

If it was the past, Yiqi Yizhen with a gentle personality and good cultivation would definitely correct his younger brother, and shouldn't use impolite words like drunkard to describe other swordsmen.

But right now, I only felt that Jiro Tachi's smile was extremely dazzling for a while, and he didn't pay attention to Hakata Toshiro's slightly sour words.

"He found us." Yaken Toshiro, who was standing on the other side of Hakata Toshiro, said with a little embarrassment in his voice.

Hakata Toshiro disapproved: "Let's find out if you find it. Anyway, we're not peeping." Speaking of this, Hakata Toshiro seemed to suddenly think of something again, his thick eyebrows frowned, and he said more and more unhappy: "That The man has already got the body of the first-stage brother, but he still doesn't know how to be satisfied, and he is just like Tsurumaru said, he is flirtatious, and he is very promiscuous! It's the most annoying, to!"

At the end of the conversation, Hakata Toshiro even unconsciously became addicted to his mouth.

If you want to say that the complaint in his words is only because of the big brother's shock, it is not necessarily the case.More or less, maybe there is still a part of my own grievances mixed in. "Hakata." In the first issue, he called out Hakata Toshiro's name, and when Hakata Toshiro looked at him, he shook his head slightly at this younger brother who spoke without scruples.

Hakata Toshiro curled his lips, "Okay, I won't say anything, isn't it okay if I don't?" He snorted angrily, "You can continue to watch the first issue, the more you watch it, the more irritable you will be." ! That man is already annoying!"

After finishing speaking, Hakata Toshiro quickly ran away without waiting for an answer.

Yaken Toshiro glanced at Hakata Toshiro who had already run away, and then glanced at Yiqi Yixin who lowered his eyes and hid his emotions in his blue hair, and shouted with some concern: "Brother Yiqi..."

"It's okay." Yiqi Yizhen smiled reassuringly at Yaken Toshiro, and said warmly, "Let's go down too."

Yaken Toshiro nodded.

On Fu Zhenhong's side, not long after he and Jiro Taidao entered the courtyard, they sensed Fu Zhenhong's spiritual power and found him with the help of the excellent chef detection radar.

Fu Sangshen, who was wearing off-white sportswear, bowed respectfully to Fu Zhenhong, with impeccable manners: "My lord, welcome back."

Because he wanted the examiner to receive his cordial greeting as soon as possible, Hasebe, who had just come out of the kitchen, hadn't had time to tidy himself up.At this moment, he was still wearing a white cloth scarf to cover the oily smoke on his head, and he was wearing a pink strawberry-marked apron that did not match his height and shape.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the cute contrast of cutting Hasebe, and thought of teasing a little: "Hasebe is unexpectedly suitable for pink."

Hearing this, Hasebu's ears started to turn red, and he explained, "I just picked one at random, but..." He changed his voice and said firmly, "But if my lord thinks it looks good, then it must be suitable."

"Is that so..." The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a wicked sense of humor: "Then Hasebe is wearing pink for the fat times today?"

After Fu Zhenhong finished saying this, Hasebe's face flushed instantly, and even her neck was flushed with blush.

However, even at this point, he still blushed and answered Fu Zhenhong's words: "Yes...it's blue plaid."

So cute.

The curvature of the corners of Fu Zhen's red lips could not help but expand a bit, and even a smile appeared in his dark eyes.

This is a real smile, without any other ingredients, it comes from Fu Zhenhong's true emotions.

Standing next to Fu Zhenhong, Jiro Tachi, who saw all this in his eyes, let out a soft sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, the brand new sword forged by himself is somewhat different from the sword that has been guarded by several old masters.

However, this difference, in Jiro Tachi's view, is more due to the purest and fiery absolute loyalty shown by Yaki Hasebe to the God Judge.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little cuties for the nutrient solution

Thank you for the seven-digit passbook, Ji Wuyue, Tangshi, 46454374's mine

Thanks to Sugar Poetry for the grenade, Kaito Kidd for the bazooka,

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Honmaru's battle for love has begun~

Jiro, let's make a sample~?

Weak chicken system: Taidao, everywhere is big, understand?

Xiaohong: I know a der!