Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the air instantly fell into an extremely strange silence.

Now, Higakiri finally stopped joking.

It's true that he likes to watch the excitement, but if he looks at it and provokes the excitement to himself, the loss outweighs the gain.

Kemaru, who was sitting next to Higashigi, was also relieved to see that his brother had finally calmed down.

He tried to imagine the scene of his elder brother reading those ambiguous words word by word to the judge with a restricted book, and his handsome face turned red for no reason.

"Blush Maru, the judge looked at it as a joke, so your random blush is not cute at all." Mustakiri smiled softly at Knee Maru, his voice was like a spring breeze blowing slowly. The gentleness of the voice, but the voice fell into the ears of the knee ball, and somehow made him a little terrified.

Should it be said that they are brothers? Bai Qihei's older brother can guess the root cause of his younger brother Maru's sudden blush.

What Chikiri said to Kagemaru was also a disguised response to Fu Zhenhong's words. He directly defined it as a joke, thinking that it would be best to expose it.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Mustache lightly, but said nothing.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga leaned his body to Fu Zhenhong's side, "I'd be happy to read the contents of the book to you, if you're really curious, the examiner."

His voice isn't too loud, but it's just the right pitch

But it was enough for all the Sword Fusangshen present to hear.

Smiling Qing Jiang gave a soft "Huh" and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga with a bit of ambiguity in his eyes.

Jiro Tachi took a deep breath, and his whole upper body fell on the shoulder of his elder brother Taro Tachi, with a face reddened by wine, he said with a half-drunk face, "Brother, why don't we try to fight for it?"

Hearing this, Taro Taidao felt a little embarrassed. He silently raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Zhenhong who was sitting in the front seat. When Fu Zhenhong was about to look over, he silently lowered his eyes.

Hakata Toshiro glared at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's smiling face, and couldn't help complaining: "Shameless!"

Tsurumaru Kuniyong was happy: "I am shameless when I read a restricted-level book to the god judge, so wouldn't it be even more shameless if your first-term brother and the god judge got fucked?"

In the first phase, he coughed violently a few times, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

"You, you, you..." Hakata Fujishiro pointed at Tsurumaru Kuninaga for a long time, but he didn't say a proper rebuttal.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga himself loves to make trouble and frighten, and his character has a hint of mischievousness of a child.But he is also extremely smart, and he knows how to grasp a certain degree, and then he always steps on that point and jumps repeatedly.

During this period of time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's fright in the main pill has become less, but his speech has become more "artistic".

Things like the intimate relationship between the God Judge and Ichiki Yishin, although it is no secret in Honmaru, it is good for the swordsmen to know this kind of thing well, and only Tsurumaru Kuninaga would not follow it like this It is common sense to say it directly in front of everyone.

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada pursed his lips, quickly picked up a piece of chicken and put it on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's plate: "Tsurumaru, eat quickly."

In short, too much talk and need to be gagged.

"Is my lord going to stay in Honmaru tonight?" Hasebe asked excitedly with bright eyes.Obviously, unlike other Token Fusangshen who focused on studying, Yaki Hasebe focused more on the word "tonight" that Fu Zhenhong just said.

Although the god judges ate at Honwan for every meal these days, they did not rest in Honwan at night.If the God Judge decides to stay in the Honmaru today, as a qualified sword, he will definitely allow the Lord to spend a peaceful and beautiful night in the Honmaru.

Hasebe's joyful emotions were reflected on his face, and some Sword Fusangshen felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable seeing this.

Will the Inquisitor stay tonight?

These Sword Fusangshen all set their eyes on Fu Zhenhong's face, and felt a faint tension in their hearts.

Fu Zhenhong watched these changes in Fu Sangshen's expression calmly, and after thinking about it for a moment, she replied: "Yes."

Hearing this, Hasebe's eyes shone even brighter.

Hakata Toshiro curled his lips, and deliberately reminded: "Today's valet is the first-rank brother."

Yaken Toshiro, who has never talked too much, also nodded, and rarely echoed Hakata Toshiro: "Today is indeed Brother Yiqi as the servant of the God Judge."

"Well, it's not impossible to be flexible about such things as close servants." Tsurumaru Kuni waved his hands indifferently.

Hasebe nodded earnestly: "Everything should be based on the master's preferences."

Yiqi's frown suddenly frowned, the blue-haired young man who was always gentle and polite was about to say something, when Sanri Yue Zongjin threw the question to Fu Zhenhong.

"So, what do the judges think?"

Fu Zhenhong said with a half-smile, "I think Sanriyue is pretty good."

When Sanri Yuezong heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled calmly: "Hahaha, an old man like me is definitely not as careful as a young man when he is a servant."

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

"We'll talk about the waiter after dinner." Fu Zhenhong ended the topic with one last sentence.

It is true that a lot of effort has been put into cutting the Chinese dishes made by Hasebe.Although the taste is not [-]% absolutely authentic, if Fu Zhenhong were to rate it, nine points would be enough.

After dinner.

Contrary to the expectations of all sword Fusangshen, Fu Zhenhong named Taro Taidao who had never said a word from the beginning to the end.

Odachi, who had suddenly become a servant, obviously hadn't reacted yet, he blinked his beautiful golden eyes in a daze, and matched with the ascetic and stern face, he felt a bit like the ice and snow had just melted.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga gave a rather surprised "Huh".

Hakata Toshiro snorted heavily, while the original valet lowered his eyes slightly after Fu Zhenhong's words, hiding all the emotions in his eyes.

The light in Hasebe's eyes dimmed instantly, but soon, Fu Sangshen, the absolute chef, adjusted his mood and cheered up full of vitality.

As for the other Sword Fusangshen, while they were relieved in their hearts, they also felt an inexplicable sense of loss, like loss, and faintly contained other more complicated emotions.

It seems that ever since Fu Zhenhong named Xiaohumaru as a close attendant, and finally had an intimate physical entanglement with Yiqiyijin who replaced Xiaohumaru in the living room, the sword fusangshen in this pill have subconsciously By default, in the eyes of Fu Zhenhong, the new examiner, being a close servant means going to the living room to do bedtime that night.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the subtle expression changes of these Sword Fusangshen with some amusement, but he didn't give any explanation for it, after all, this was the result of his deliberate actions.

Isn't it interesting to let these swordsmen to guess and entangle?

Fu Zhenhong thought wickedly, got up and left the room.

Compared with Yokohama in the present world, the night in Honmaru is much quieter. There is no hustle and bustle of traffic here, let alone bright neon lights.

Honmaru, whose environment has been perfectly improved, is like a paradise with pleasant scenery after getting rid of dilapidation and depression.

Fu Zhenhong sat under the main porch of the courtyard, enjoying the evening breeze.Under the light and moonlight, the slowly flowing pool water in the courtyard has sparkling ripples, and the green bamboo tube tilts with the circulation of the water, making a crisp ticking sound.

This is the first time that Fu Zhenhong has looked at the night scene in the Honmaru courtyard so carefully. Beside the pool, there are green grass and luxuriant crabapple trees. The red petals of crabapple are falling from time to time under the evening wind. Some went into the pool water.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes and stared at these red and tender crabapple flowers for a long time.It's been a while, he once sat on a tall crabapple tree and looked at another landscape.

Some images came to Fu Zhenhong's mind, he lit the long pipe that had been prepared by Yaki Hasebe, and smoked quietly.

When Fu Zhenhong heard the approaching footsteps, he didn't pay attention. He still looked at the courtyard and slowly smoked the tobacco.

Three-day Yue Zong came to a stop about two meters to the left of Fu Zhenhong. From his angle, he could clearly see the flawless profile of the God-inspector.

The silver-white moonlight intertwined with the warm red light above the porch, and diffused onto the black-haired man.

His thumb and middle finger held the slender tobacco rod made of high-quality purple bamboo wood, and his white and beautiful index finger stretched and gently dragged the shaft.

Thin white smoke slowly floated out from the front end of the round hole bucket, and under the flow of air, followed by the breeze, a faint misty circle of mist was formed.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to be simply looking at the scenery. In the refraction of light and shadow, his dark eyes like ink reflected the garden full of begonias.

The tear mole under his eyes, as always, reveals a kind of coquettish charm and style, but his expression is extremely indifferent, and even vaguely carries a bit of coldness and alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Mikazuki Zongjin had never seen through this man.

Whether as a god judge or an ordinary person, he is undoubtedly arrogant and arbitrary.

But when you think this man loves the physical entanglement of love and desire, the next second he can be indifferent and stay out of it...calmly push away anyone who is caught in longing and entanglement because of him.

However, just when you thought you had never been in the eyes of this man, he suddenly showed joy to you, using his beautiful face and unpredictable ambiguous words that almost no one can resist, to slowly pick out the deepest feelings in your heart. In the secret throbbing that maybe I have never discovered.

Mikazuki Zongjin couldn't help but think of the superficial kiss in the hot spring pool that night.

Even if the instant soft and warm touch was fleeting, he couldn't completely ignore it.After that night, he deliberately didn't recall, but the more you want to get rid of some things, the easier it will come to mind.

Tomie Kawakami...

Sanri Yuezong read the name softly in his heart.

Their current God Judge is really a dangerous existence...

When Fu Zhenhong was about to finish smoking the tobacco, Sanri Yuezong restrained all his emotions, raised his foot and walked slowly to Fu Zhenhong's side.He took out the carefully washed strawberries from the tray and placed them gently within Fu Zhenhong's reach.

Fu Zhenhong put down the long pipe and glanced at the big plump strawberries on the plate.

The strawberries were washed very clean, and even the leaves on them were carefully removed, which looked very moist and delicious.

"Hasebe made it?"

Sanri Yuezong didn't answer directly, but asked with great interest: "Why would a god judge think that Hasebe prepared it?"

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids: "Isn't it him?"

"It's him, but he's not the only one. Yamabukiri also helped wash it." Speaking of this, Mikazuki Zongjin paused for a moment before continuing, "Yamabugiri also picked the strawberries from the field."

Fu Zhenhong thought of the blond young man in the blanket who would pick strawberries for him, perhaps expressing her gratitude to herself for giving him the set of training equipment.

Sanri Yue Zong closely observed Fu Zhenhong's face, and tentatively said, "The God-inspector gave Qi Shanbachi the training equipment because he likes it."

The liking here does not refer to liking in the traditional sense.

Rather, it refers to a kind of love for the god of swords and swords.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, and smiled inexplicably: "Speaking of what I like, Sanriyue is more in line with my wishes."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, and his eyes met those of Sanri Yuezong.

Under the night, the golden crescent moon in Sanri Yuezong's near eyes was three points more beautiful than the real beauty emerging from the sky.

Fu Zhenhong raised her hand to caress Sanri Yuezong's cheek, and gently stroked the fair and smooth skin of his face with slightly cool fingers.

"I like beautiful swords, and I prefer..." Fu Zhenhong dragged her tone, put her lips to Sanri Yuezong's ear, and breathed out slowly in an ambiguous tone: "I prefer to see swords tortured by desire." It looks like you're in love..."

Sanri Yue Zongjin's body was slightly startled, and he couldn't find the right words for a while with such straightforward words.

Maybe it's because they are too close at the moment, maybe it's because the face is touched lightly by the soft and cold fingertips, or maybe it's because the man's breath sprayed by his ear is too warm , Sanri Yuezong's throat suddenly felt a little astringent.

He clenched and loosened the hand hanging by his side, and after repeating this twice, he slowly began to calm down.

Seeing Sanriyue Zongjin's changes, Fu Zhenhong withdrew her hand, smiled slightly, and said with disdain and affection in her tone: "Sanriyue, don't test me."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sanri Yuezong to reply, Fu Zhenhong bypassed him and walked towards the living room.

When he was about to walk to the door of the living room, Fu Zhenhong saw Taro Tachi standing outside his door.

Compared with his younger brother Jiro Tachi, Taro Tachi is taller and taller. His height of nearly two meters makes him look like a poplar.He was wearing a black and red hunting kimono, and his long, thick black hair was tied high with a red ribbon.

Unlike Jiro Tachi's feminine beauty, Taro Tachi's facial features are tough and deep. Because he has been enshrined in the shrine as a god for a long time, he has an indifferent temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

It's just that at this moment, obvious entanglements and struggles appeared on his usually calm and cold face.He looked up at the closed door for a while, and lowered his eyes for a while to think, as if he was constantly building his mind.

Fu Zhenhong stood not far away, admiring the tangle of the black-haired Odachi with great interest.

In normal times, Taro Tachi would have discovered the existence of the God-inspector long ago due to the sharpness of the sword. However, right now, because his mind was completely in his own thoughts, he didn't notice Fu Zhenhong's arrival at all.

Finally, as if he had finally figured it out, the black-haired Odachi pursed his lips, raised his hand and gently knocked on the door of the living room.

"Go straight in." Fu Zhenhong said.

Hearing the judge's voice coming from his side, Taro Tachi's hand suddenly paused.He looked along the source of the voice, and after looking at Fu Zhenhong with teasing eyes, he realized that the series of performances he had just done were all seen by the judge Taro Taidao, and his body instantly became a little stiff , A look of uneasiness appeared on his face.

"Are you afraid of me?" Fu Zhenhong approached him, opened the door and asked.

Taro Tachi lightly shook his head: "Not afraid."

Fu Zhenhong sneered, and didn't ask any more questions, but walked straight into the living room.

After being silent for two seconds, Taro Tachi also walked in.

After he went in, he closed the door and just stood there.

He is indeed not afraid of the judge, but he is a little nervous.This was the first time he was alone with the god judge, and he was not a talkative person. In this space where only he and the god judge were there, Taro Tachi felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness and bewilderment.

Even though he thought about it for a long time outside the door just now, he also understood what might happen after he came in, but at this moment, when there were really only him and the judge, Taro Tachi didn't know how to start the conversation first.

Fu Zhenhong lay on her side on the tatami mat, propped her temple with one hand, and looked at the long-haired Taidao with her thin lips tightly closed and silently stuck in place.

"Are you planning to just stand like this all night?" Fu Zhenhong teased softly.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Taro Tachi's eyes, and the roots of his ears also had a tendency to turn red.

Fu Zhenhong noticed the red eyeshadow on his eyelids.

They are also eye-catching colors. Jiro Taidao's red range is wider at the corners of his eyes, which is a kind of coquettish and charming beauty, while this big sword reveals a sense of coldness and aloofness.

"Come here." Fu Zhenhong patted the tatami under her body: "Let me see your eyes."

Taro Tachi slowly walked to Fu Zhenhong's side.

Before Fu Zhenhong spoke again, Taro Tachi took the initiative to squat down, so that Fu Zhenhong didn't need to raise his head, and his eyes could be at the same level as Otachi's.

Fu Zhenhong raised her hand to caress Taro Tachi's eyes, and gently rubbed the redness at the corner of his eyes with her fingertips, "As expected, it can't be wiped off..."

"Well," Taro Taidao replied in a low voice, resisting the inexplicable throbbing feeling in his heart caused by the cool touch at the corner of his eyes, and truthfully answered Fu Zhenhong's words: "Since I became Fu Sangshen , it has always existed.”

His voice is very low, thick and full of the magnetism of a mature man. Even with the most flat and unwavering tone, when it penetrates the eardrum, it will make people feel itchy and soft.

"It suits you very well." Fu Zhenhong smiled.

This compliment without other ingredients is sincere, which makes Taro Tachi feel a little joy.

At this moment, all the previous entanglements seemed to disappear.

At this moment, after actually talking to the god judge, Taro Tachi found that he was not as helpless and dazed as he was at the beginning.

Seeing Taro Tachi's subtle expression changes, Fu Zhenhong heard it and said, "Do you know what it means to be my servant?"

"know."

As a sword that has maintained neutrality from the beginning, Taro Tachi, like Jiro Tachi, has no malice towards the new God Judge.There is vigilance and vigilance, but after entering the dark sword colleagues from the god judge, they who have no dark fall but are also infused with the spiritual power of the god judge can't deal with the god judge. Stay neutral any longer.

There is a spiritual power belonging to the God-inspector circulating in his body, and this special bond makes it impossible to turn a blind eye to the God-inspector's behavior.

The god judge made Honmaru regain vigor and vitality, and everything is developing in a better and better direction.Perhaps because it has been enshrined for a long time, Taro Tachi's ideas have always been straightforward, without too many twists and turns.He knows very little about the world, and because of this, he doesn't think things too complicated.

Taro Tachi has been thinking about it for a long time since the god judge named him as his valet tonight.He thought about what his mood would be if he didn't come, and what his mood would be if he came.

In the end, between coming and not coming, Taro Tachi felt that the series of results derived from the latter would make him more happy in his heart.

"Then do you know what to do?" Fu Zhenhong asked him again.

Taro Tachi's eyes flickered for a moment, and after taking a deep breath, he said very seriously: "I will work hard."

Fu Zhenhong couldn't help laughing out loud, because of Taro Tachi's serious attitude.

He sat up, stretched out his hands and gently wrapped Taro Tachi's neck, and put his arms on Taro Tachi's shoulders.

Feeling Taro Tachi's body stiffen with his movements, this instinctive reaction made the smile on the corners of Fu Zhen's red lips grow stronger.

He pressed his forehead against Taro Tachi's forehead, his dark eyes stirred gently: "Then... I'm looking forward to your performance." It seemed to be rolling down the throat, revealing a kind of seductive tenderness and ambiguity.

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The sword that is not stained with common things is still ignorant after all, even if you know the general method, but when it is time to implement it, it is jerky like a piece of pure white paper.

Fu Zhenhong guided him, making the Datachi, who said he would work hard, change from passive to active.

Fu Zhenhong's face was reflected in Taro Tachi's golden pupils. His figure was tall and straight. At this moment, when he put his hands on Fu Zhenhong's side, the black shadow poured down, completely covering Fu Zhenhong's face. wrapped in his arms.

A thin layer of sweat protruded from his forehead because of his patience, and the place where the hot current gathered was clamoring for the most fervent desire, which was about to break through the last line of defense of his reason.

But without the permission of the judge, he still didn't move.

As a big sword, the length of his own sword has reached more than 2 meters, which is too huge for ordinary people and does not have practical value.Transformed into a human form, everything in his body still continues the attributes of the Odachi.

A faint blush appeared on the stern face of the Odachi who was stained with longing. Under the dim light, it seemed to be dyed together with the bright red at the end of the eyes, revealing a kind of sexiness dominated by emotion.

Taro Taidao stared straight at Fu Zhenhong who was held in his arms, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Will it hurt you..." He opened his mouth slowly, asking the examiner Agreed, the deep magnetic voice was unbearably hoarse.

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but just kissed Taro Tachi lightly on the tip of his nose. This silent gesture was an encouragement, but also a kind of permission.

The two-meter-long Odachi is sharp and has a strong sense of oppression. When used as a sword, the body length of the Taro Tachi is far longer than that of ordinary swords. After transforming into a human form, both physical fitness and physical strength are also different from ordinary people. , the size of all aspects is far larger than ordinary human beings.

At the moment when she felt Taro Tachi's longing, Fu Zhenhong couldn't help letting out a low moan.

He was filled to the brim with swords.The lights in the room had already been turned off, and the entire living room was only illuminated by a weak candle and the silvery-white moonlight penetrating through the gap in the window.

Fu Zhenhong was hugged by Taro Tachi and slowly got used to it, and the god judge and the sword Fu Sangshen stuck together so intimately.

In the night of early spring, the evening wind blowing into the living room brought a bit of biting chill, but under the love of Taro Tachi, Fu Zhenhong couldn't feel the slightest chill.

Panting lightly, he slowly put his hand on Taro Tachi's strong and powerful back, and he could clearly feel the smooth lines of the muscles under his palm following the movement of Odachi's waist. And tough, full of a sense of strength and blood-pulling elasticity under the infiltration of sweat.

After Fu Zhenhong asked whether Hasebe would stay in Honmaru tonight, it was destined to make this night different.

The bright white moon gradually disappeared into the clouds with the passage of time, and the shining stars also disappeared, and the sky finally turned into pitch black.

It was already late at night, and in addition to a faint light still on in the living room of the judge, some of the rooms of the Sword Fusangshen were also lit up because the owner of the room could not sleep peacefully. The hazy halo swayed by the evening wind.

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

Thanks to Lantian Rinuanyushengyan, 38770737x4, Chenyu, Watermelon Frost x4, Xiaowang loves to eat meat slices, Dongdongdang x3, Zhai~'s Landmine

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Huh, this chapter is finally finished, I have kept you waiting for a long time.

Almost missed the Qixi Festival

Happy Tanabata, little cuties~

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