[Sword Ranbu] There's something wrong with that Tsurumaru!

As if aware of the movement behind him, the little teacup looked back, only to see swords with complex faces.

There was no old smile on their faces, but some emotions that even the little teacups could not see through.

Frightened by the swords behind him, the little teacup couldn't hold the object in his hand for a moment, and the sword fell to the ground, making a dull sound on the wooden board, as if hitting the hearts on both sides.

At this moment, when both sides are silent, it seems so harsh and abrupt.

The little teacup asked stiffly, "You guys, why are you here?" The little teacup was a little flustered, he took a step back unconsciously, and even walked a little closer to the black-haired man, as if trying to block him.

After a long time of "Master", Hasebe, who was walking in the front, asked, "What are you doing again?"

This question was like a trial, making the small teacup involuntarily fixed in place, and opened his mouth for a long time but did not spit out a word.

Maybe it's the strange atmosphere on both sides that is too relaxing, or maybe it's the sound of the Taidao falling to the floor.

Yuan woke up.

Under the watchful eyes of the swordsmen on the opposite side, Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened.

The eyes that had not been opened in front of them were as red as blood, making people feel the aura of depravity just by looking at them.

The little teacup seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned its head to meet Yuan's opened eyes.

Seeing the scarlet eyes, the little teacup felt as if it had been seen somewhere before, but was frightened by the slightly dangerous aura inside.

That kind of breath is bloodthirsty, the most primitive nature of the sword, and the breath of warning from the fallen gods.

As soon as Yuan woke up, he met a pair of dark brown eyes. He was stunned. Why is there someone outside here? The spell should lock all the breath here.

When he raised his head slightly, he saw a group of swords standing not far away, and he could only understand a little of the emotion contained in those eyes.

There was something like hatred, guilt, or fear in that look.It's really strange to see these emotions in their eyes.

The eyes of Yuan who just woke up did not contain any emotions, his eyes did not have those complicated emotions, they were clear to the bottom, but indifferent as ice.

He didn't see everyone in front of him at all.

It was the first time for Little Teacup to see this person wake up. Her hand unconsciously tugged at the hanging chain. The bone-piercing chill on the chain froze his hand, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Dao Jian's mood was complicated.

Did it disappear after killing the god judge?

Will it be painful after dark fall?

They didn't know what happened to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, or in other words, they who accepted the other party's sacrifice for granted had no right to say anything at all.

Yuan looked at the crowd of people in front of him and frowned slightly, but now he was in trouble, he didn't know how the other party got in, could it be that the spell was useless?

By the way, it seems that San told him before that the God-inspector came in and took away his body, so the God-inspector can see this log cabin.

Gee.

Yuan frowned.

This feeling of not knowing anything, as if kept in the dark, made him very uncomfortable.

It was as if he was just a manipulated puppet in a puppet show, being manipulated at will to complete an absurd drama.

What do you say three that guy?

How could he, who is keen on watching theaters, provide information?

Of course, system requests don't count.

What?You said where is Mr. System?

He has just finished his report and is about to come back.

But it's right not to arrive at the scene so soon.

It seems that he can only do things on his own.

Yuan looked at everyone, then opened his mouth slightly.

"Get out!!" A word came out clearly from Yuan's mouth.

Coupled with his scarlet eyes, black hair and black clothes, and the more ferocious bone spurs on his body, he looks like a ghost.

Obviously he is a crane.

Such a contrast is really heartbreaking.

It was obvious that he should fly to the blue sky, but he was truly restrained.

After the roar, Yuan moved uncomfortably, and now he was hung on the wall, making him really feel like a monkey, being visited by people.

But, that sound of rolling also came from the heart, and he is very upset now.

The chains, which trembled slightly due to Yuan's movement, collided with each other and made a few heavy sounds.

It also hit the hearts of everyone present.

The little teacup picked up the Taidao that fell on the ground, and held it up with both hands, with spiritual power flowing in his hands.

"Sorry, I took your body before, but please let me heal you again!" The little teacup said firmly, if there is any special effect now, it must be the special effect of holy light.

The little teacup was holding the Taidao as if no one was around. His original purpose was to come here for treatment, but now there are other swords that should be doing tasks instead of appearing here.

Plus the original owner of this sword.

But he still wanted to try, to see if he could heal his wound completely.

It turns out that there are hundreds of thousands of beasts galloping past in my heart. I accept your apology, and you can just put my body down. Now that this is happening, what are you going to do!Brother, if you put me down and blush in front of them, the aura I created just now will be gone!

But God never heard the cry from Yuan's heart.

With the spiritual power continuously flowing through the contact surface between the hand and the knife of the small teacup.

Yuan's breathing became heavier and heavier.

In the end, he couldn't see anyone, so he closed his eyes neatly.

As the spiritual power lost more and more, Yuan's ears inevitably turned red, which was already the result of his efforts to restrain himself. If he hadn't restrained himself, he might have blushed already.

Finally with a ding.

The gray on the sword completely dissipated, giving off its original light.

The cracks have begun to heal, and at the same time, the penetrating scar on Yuan's body has healed, but unlike the shiny white sword, he still looks black-haired and black-clothed, but the hideous bone spurs on his body are also gone. Disappeared.

Darkfall didn't disappear, it was only temporarily suppressed.

Yuan also passed out during the treatment just now.

The author has something to say: I don't know what the hell I wrote, you just make do with it!

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