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

the next day.

Yuan woke up amidst the thrilling sound of collapse.Yes, you read that right, it is the sound of collapse.

And everyone knows that the aftereffects of drinking are not so wonderful...

"Hiss, pain, pain, pain! What did I do yesterday? Why does my head hurt so much?!" Yuan clutched his head, frowning slightly.

What happened yesterday, he doesn't remember anything, it seems that some bastard made him drink?Who is it?My head hurts so much ㄟ(θ﹏θ)Factory, forget it, don’t want to, trouble.

In this way, a certain behind-the-scenes sword was successfully let go. As for whoever you want that sword to be.The scumbag author is too lazy to think about it, trouble.

But Candlestick Che Ma Ma Sang's name doesn't sound nice. When the headache wasn't so painful, he saw a bowl of unknown liquid by the bedside.

After being identified by the brain system, it is a very common, but also very effective hangover soup.

The original one is stuffy, although the taste is not very delicious, but the effect is really good.

At least the head that looked like it had been sawed off just now relieved a lot.

I have solved a lot of reasons for my own problems, so I am in the mood to think about the movement outside.

As for how to think?Forget it, he has a headache, let's ask the Almighty Cheating Artifact System Lord!

[Moses, Moses, is Lord System here?What's going on outside?It's like tearing down a house, it's so noisy. 】

[Host, to be precise, the current situation outside is indeed demolishing the house. 〕

[what?Do you want to decorate the small teacup today?Then can I go and watch? 】

[No, host, I suggest that you never visit here, otherwise you will be affected. 〕

[You said that, I'm a little curious, I'll quietly take a look at it]

Just like that, Yuan was pawing at the door in his pajamas, ready to open it.

And the screen that Mr. System was about to put out also stopped suddenly. Mr. System looked at the screen under his hands, and then at Yuan who had already stooped to scan outside secretly.

It's better not to spoil the interest of your own host, right?

The system was uncertain, he thought about it and then stopped his men's movements.

Yuan here couldn't believe his eyes. Are his eyes blind?Why did he see a cloud of dust outside?

Are they cleaning up today?Or engage in desert cleaning?

By the way, what the hell is desert cleaning? !

Heck, don't pay attention to these details.

But Yuan quickly confirmed that this was not demolition at all, no, this should be a fight on the grounds of demolition!

You want to ask how he found out?Aren't the eyes covered with sand and dust?

Although Yuan is currently blind, he is not deaf!And even people with bad ears can hear the excited shouts from time to time in the distance!

It seems that it looks like a pure hand-to-hand fight, but it can actually destroy the world. It seems that the brothers and sisters of the god judge are also quite powerful...

I don't know if Bodo will cry.

It turned out that the poor little dagger Hakata Toshiro, who was about to bleed heavily in his wallet, lit an incense stick.

However, according to the situation, it seems that the fight in the distance is similar, and it should be over, after all, the dust has dispersed a little.

Seeing that it would not affect his side, Yuan closed the door and yawned, and slowly began to change his clothes.

Let's coax the little teacup later, after all, as an old father or something, he still needs to give some comfort.

Wait, am I delusional about where I am?

At first, Yuan felt something was wrong with his change.

I should still be a 21-year-old young man in the prime of his youth, right?

The current shell is a thousand-year-old knife, and it has traveled through at least ten worlds. Calculated on the basis of one year in each world, the current soul age is about 40 to [-] years old. Yuan thought uncertainly.

However, Yuan looked helplessly at the door.

Now is not the time to think about this, the movement over there has stopped, and it seems that new movements have arisen again.

After changing his clothes, Yuan hurried to the hall.

After all, it seems that the place where the sound was loudest at that time seemed to be this side and the other side of the hand field.

Although the one with the heaviest loss should be the hand match field.

Yuan's conjecture was correct. The standing building that was still standing there yesterday has collapsed in half today.

The small teacup was looking at the wreckage in front of him with a white posture.

Please don't get me wrong, the little teacup was originally wearing a blue dress today, but now he just turned pale from the sight in front of him.

At the same time, beside him, Hakata looked at the wreckage in white...

Poor baby~

Yuan conveniently grabbed a certain sword next to him with a disgraced face, suspected to be a witness at the scene.

Then I got a rough idea. . . .

The reason is very simple. This morning Yun Wang suddenly proposed a discussion, saying that if he wanted to protect his younger brother, he should discuss with them or something. . . .

Don't think that porcelain, which is very fragile compared to a sword, has no combat effectiveness.

But the fact is just the opposite, and they are not good in human form.

After experiencing a lot of artillery fire, they also know something.

It cannot be said that they are very familiar with them, but it must not be said that they are unfamiliar.

In the beginning, they still used their swords to PK in a proper manner, but in the end, they didn't know who dropped the wooden knife used for training first, and started to fight hand-to-hand.

Then it became like that. It is said that it seemed that there was some spiritual power mixed in with the hand-to-hand combat.

As for that brave sword who went up to PK?

Think for yourself, I won't say that it's because the scumbag author didn't bother to think about it and didn't say it.

Anyway, that was the case, and Yun Wang, who was wearing a military uniform, was also pulled away by Qing Xing.

And Huang Mi, the patriarch of porcelain, was there coaxing a small teacup.

Finally, the construction brigade came in the eyes of everyone expecting. . . . . .

I heard that Yun Wang was severely criticized by Huang Mi, of course, that's something for later, we don't know, and we dare not ask.

The author has something to say: Although Yunwang here loves to drink tea, he is carefree by nature, a half-fighting madman, and a generous and forthright porcelain

It is considered a private setting. It is a private setting here that Yunwang was once a porcelain given to a general by the emperor. When she had intelligence and spiritual form, she learned martial arts from the general's son when he was practicing martial arts under the guidance of his teacher.

That's why she knows some martial arts and some sword skills.