Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

When Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked into the eyes of the new judge, for a moment, he was almost lost in the eyes of the new judge.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't feel any fluctuations in the spirit power of this god judge at this moment, but to be selected as the new god judge of their dark fallen Honmaru, the man in front of him could only have stronger spiritual power than the previous one. All four are higher.

What's more, Tsurumaru Kuninaga did not forget that the other party easily blocked his attack with just an umbrella.

There was a very evil aura about this new god judge, which made Tsurumaru Kuninaga instinctively think of a word——danger.

"His Highness Tsurumaru..."

Fox's voice sounded again.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga could hear the hidden worry and concern for him in the fox's tone.

It's so interesting...

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips curved into a sarcasm. When this fox brought the judges in the past, the objects of worry and concern were never them Fusangshen.

Its concern is whether the fallen swords will harm the god judge.

Only the weak side will be sympathized and worried.

But now, between him and the fifth god judge from Honmaru, the object of concern of this little fox has become Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

It is not easy to be a new judge.

Judging from Fox's attitude, it already shows that the new God Judge is far more powerful and dangerous than he knew.

But so what?

This Honmaru has long been darkened.

I don't care about being stained with the blood of another god judge.

The smile on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face became brighter and brighter, but the coldness in his eyes became stronger.

"Hey, I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga, welcome to the new God Judge." The white-haired Fu Sangshen opened his hands and greeted Fu Zhenhong gracefully.

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, but in the next second, she suddenly curled her lips into a smile, intentionally bursting out with powerful spiritual power, and the light blue halo centered on Fu Zhenhong instantly spread towards the surroundings.

Fu Zhenhong's spiritual power is full of chaotic and dark devouring power, fierce and domineering, with a strong aggressiveness and aggression.He didn't use spiritual power to change the dilapidated and desolate situation of Honmaru, as if he just used spiritual power to inform those fusangshen who were hiding in the dark of his existence.

Facing Fu Zhenhong's overwhelming spiritual power, Tsurumaru Kuninaga clutched his chest, he couldn't breathe, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his pale face became pale under the pressure of spiritual power. Red up.

Fu Zhenhong picked up a sharp arrow that fell on the ground, and walked towards Tsurumaru Kuninaga step by step.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong walking towards him with a calm face, the white-haired Fu Sangshen subconsciously wanted to stay away, but found that he couldn't move away under the huge spiritual power of the god judge, so he could only watch helplessly. The distance between the two is getting closer.

Fu Zhenhong walked up to Tsurumaru Kuninaga and stood still. His flawless and exquisite face was like a monster who came out of a painting to seduce people. His appearance was already beautiful, and his dark and deep eyes were like boundless and silent sky.

Fu Zhenhong stared at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden eyes, the pure black pupils were full of coolness and sharpness, his pretty lips were slightly raised, pulling out a sinister and playful arc.

"Tsuramaru Kuninaga, since you gave me a meeting gift, as the new God Judge, I should also give you a gift in return." Fu Zhenhong slowly moved the arrow towards Tsurumaru while speaking. Yong's eyes.

The white-haired Fusangshen's eyes shrank suddenly.

Fu Zhenhong stopped only two millimeters away from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's pupils. As long as he exerted a little more force, the sharp arrow tip would pierce the white-haired Fu Sangshen's eyes.

Fu Zhenhong said wickedly: "If you stab like this, it will definitely hurt. Blood will spurt out, and then slowly flow down from the corner of your eye. Now, please feel my return."

At the same time as Fu Zhenhong's words fell, the tip of the arrow continued to move forward, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga closed his eyes reflexively.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the white-haired Fu Sangshen's eyelashes which were trembling unconsciously. They were thick and curled up. After being wetted by the thin rain, they showed a bit of pitiful beauty in this scene.

Fu Zhenhong laughed softly.

The white-haired Fu Sangshen, who didn't wait for the pain, was about to open his eyes, but in the next second, he felt his lips covered with warm softness.

At this moment, a fragrant and sweet cold fragrance flowed from the gap between Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips into his mouth. After realizing what the softness on his lips was, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body froze completely, He opened his eyes suddenly, and looked in disbelief at the new interrogator who was close at hand.

As early as the moment Fu Zhenhong's lips touched Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips, he had already withdrawn his spiritual power.

Facing the white-haired Fu Sangshen who was in shock at this moment, Fu Zhenhong backed away from his lips, dropped the sharp arrow, and instead gently stroked Tsurumaru Kuninaga's delicate and thin jaw with his hand, exhaling slowly: : "My return gift, do you like it?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's ears turned red all of a sudden, even though when he came to this Honmaru, the first god judge who forcibly enforced the sleeping ban was long gone, but it's not like he didn't know anything about love affairs.Even so, under the intimate atmosphere that Fu Zhenhong deliberately created, the heartbeat of the white-haired Fu Sangshen unstoppably accelerated a little.

What was waiting was not being pierced by a sharp arrow in the eye, but a playful kiss from the new judge.

"Ah - this is really a big shock." Tsurumaru Kuninaga patted his chest, ignoring the inexplicably strange palpitations in his heart, and let Fu Zhenhong rub himself with the cold fingertips jaw.

Fu Zhenhong tapped the small and delicate bead in the middle of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's upper lip, and asked with a half-smile: "Don't you like it?"

Tsurumaru Kunyong missed Fu Zhenhong's gaze, covered up the murderous intent deep in his eyes, and asked, "Then do you like it?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, he knew Tsurumaru Kuninaga hadn't finished speaking, and he was waiting for him to continue.

Sure enough, in the next second, Bai-haired Fu Sangshen imitated Fu Zhenhong's action just now, raised his hand and gently touched his lips with his fingertips, but he touched his own, Bai-haired Fu Sangshen said with a smile : "Does the new judge like it? The smell of cranes."

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, but did not give an answer.

Foxnosuke on the side was already ashamed to watch, he always felt that the relationship between His Highness Tsurumaru and the new God Judge had become more and more strange!

And who will tell it that this kind of charming and ambiguous behavior similar to the beginning of Sleeping Fan, why did it appear in front of it without warning?

Foxosuke looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and then at Fu Zhenhong. He thought of the source of the tragedy that caused this Honmaru to fall, and also thought of the powerful spiritual oppression just now.For a while, Foxnosuke didn't know whether to worry about the new god judge or the sword Fusangshin of Honmaru in the next days.

"After watching the excitement for so long, it's time to come out."

Fu Zhenhong looked at the circular pillar behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga on the right.

After he finished speaking, the air was silent for a few seconds, and then a young man with aqua blue hair came out from behind the pillar.

Compared with Tsurumaru Kuninaga, this blue-haired young man looked too embarrassed.

The young man was tall and straight, wearing a well-tailored military uniform, he should have been a gentle and polite man.

However, his hair was disheveled, and his handsome face was completely covered with dark lines, and a hard shell like white bones grew from his left eye to his forehead.Blood and dust covered him, and his body was covered with bloody wounds, and the broken uniform could barely cover his body.

"My lord, this is the first stage of Taidao." There was a trace of pity and sympathy in Honosuke's tone: "His Highness the first stage is one of the deepest fallen Fusangshen in this pill."

Fu Zhenhong noticed the sharpness and murderous intent in the eyes of the blue-haired youth. It seemed that Fu Sangshen hadn't completely lost his mind.

"Have you tamed your fangs, Your Highness Tsurumaru?" In the first phase, he recalled the scene of the new God Inspector kissing Tsurumaru Kuninaga just now, and a smudge flashed in the depths of his eyes. Undisguised disgust.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga naturally knows what is the root cause of Yiqi Yijin's real disgust. Those short knives and cowards in Kuritaguchi were the first to be persecuted by the sleepers.

This Honmaru has been desolate for too long, and the blood and killings have been engraved in the bones of the Fusangshen.

The arrival of the new god judge means that this dilapidated Honmaru will be injected with new spiritual power.In a short period of time, there is no need to worry about being exhausted, and there is still a good show to watch. For Baifa Fusangshen, this is really a very interesting thing.

The restless Dark Falling Sword Fusangshen and the carnivorous new god judges will definitely make Honmaru more and more lively, right?

So which side will die?

Tsurumaru Kunyong thought badly, and deliberately took a few steps aside, so that the meeting between Fu Zhenhong and Yiqi Yizhen would be more unobstructed.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Tsurumaru Kuninaga faintly, and the latter blinked innocently at Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong chuckled indifferently, it really was a black-hearted crane.

The eye contact between Fu Zhenhong and Tsurumaru Kuninaga made Yiqiyi on the side even more irritable. The powerful spiritual power from the new god judge just now made Yiqiyi have to stay vigilant and resist killing I didn't attack rashly.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the first issue, "I'm not interested in knowing your past, of course, I don't mind your sneak attacks or frontal attacks, but..." Speaking of this, Fu Zhenhong paused for a moment, seemingly unintentionally Glancing around the courtyard, he continued calmly: "Since the consequences of doing so are not something you can bear, I advise you to choose to be honest and peaceful."

After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the Sword Fusangshen who were hiding in the dark had different expressions.

Finally, a tall young man with dark blue hair came out.

This is a young man with an extremely delicate and beautiful appearance, his blue eyes seem to be inlaid with a crescent moon.

There were no dark lines on his face, and the whole person looked normal, and even his gestures revealed a kind of aristocratic self-cultivation and elegance.

"Hahaha, the new interrogator is surprisingly straightforward," the young man had a gentle and warm smile on his face, which easily made people relax. He walked slowly to Fu Zhenhong and introduced Fu Zhenhong first. Himself: "My name is Mikazuki Zongjin. I was born at the end of the eleventh century. I am already an old grandfather."