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

[The penultimate day. 〕The system seems to be completely stripped of emotions. Except for the daily countdown, Yuan hardly talks to Yuan. Take a break, so where is the time to talk to the system?

The low-level battlefield has almost been wiped out. This is indeed more exciting news, but after that comes the high-level battlefield.

More difficult enemies that may have already produced ideas, more complex formations, and no longer a simple slashing movement with a knife, but a more rigorous knife technique.These are questions, big questions.

However, it will take some time for the opening of the advanced battlefield, partly because of the resistance of the mysterious figures at the top of the Time Tracing Army to their opening of the advanced battlefield, and partly because of the production of a time converter that can withstand the pressure of transmitting the advanced battlefield.

This also gave the swords and the god judges, who had been under extreme pressure for a long time, a temporary respite.

This third day is also Xue Chao, their long-lost rest time, Xue Chao already has a thick layer of dark circles under his eyes, and his face is haggard, it seems that he has not had a good rest.

The condition of the other swords was not very good either. The long-term battle made their bodies almost rely on instinct to fight. Because the treatment time was too tense and short, they didn't enjoy any sense of comfort at all.Even Touken Fusangshin's physique surpasses that of ordinary people, but they are not the original form of Touken, they will feel tired.

Today's Honmaru is still very quiet, but there is less tension and despair, and more comfort and tranquility.

Yuan Yisue slept for a long time, his brain collapsed too tight, he had to adjust quickly, otherwise he was afraid that one day he would not die on the battlefield, but died suddenly.

At this moment, there is a bit of desire to make a guardian. Although the guardian made by the god judge is useful, it is too rough after all.It is simply not enough to withstand too heavy attacks.

But if you use the spiritual power donated by the system, you will always have sequelae. On this battlefield where you lose your mind and die instantly in a second, sequelae are almost equivalent to a fatal weakness.

Ah, it would be great if he could rub knives to equip. Although the probability of him rubbing knives to pretend to be gold is a little less than silver, but there are quite a lot of silver.

Relax the muscles of the whole body, and feel like a salted fish without dreams.Salted fish is probably better than him.

Speaking of this Honmaru's experience, it is estimated that it will be a sharpening stone, forerunners or something, but why is there no information about them in later generations?Yuan began to dig into the horns again, but well, he was destined not to get the answer, because the universal browser of the system was not prepared to help him.

Of course, even if it's a dead end, I wouldn't think about failure. For the era when there is still energy to torture the sword and Fusangshen in the future, you tell me about failure?

There is a big window in Hara's house, I don't know if it was originally designed for Tsurumaru to turn over the window. From that window, you can see the Wannian cherry blossoms in the distance.The bull's horns were drilled, looking at the Wannian Sakura like this, and then began to count the falling petals, and then the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep again. . . .

When he woke up again, it was already midnight.The sky has darkened, but a bright moon is still dutifully hanging on the edge of the sky, but there are no stars, only large clouds.

Yuan couldn't fall asleep, but lying there felt a little bored, so he simply went out to relax.

To be honest, this Honmaru is really desolate enough, you can't even hear insects and birds, and now there is no light at all, if it weren't for the bright moon in the sky, and the cheating artifact of the system , Silently opened a night vision device for him.

With his speed of reconnaissance at night, it might not be so easy to get out.

Night is the time when events are most likely to occur, and it is also the time when people are most likely to recall past events.

Originally thinking about going from the first Honmaru to this one, I suddenly realized that I have already experienced seven worlds. If you count the time here and the possible rest time, the youthful bird is gone forever. ...

Suddenly lamenting the vicissitudes of time, Yuan walked slowly in the seemingly empty Honmaru.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I didn’t know when I had walked to the Wannianzakura. Looking at the night, I suddenly felt a trace of the sacred Wannianzakura. Yuan touched its rough and slightly cracked bark, and looked at it. Watching the petals falling from above.

Speaking of which, every Honmaru likes to hold parties and banquets here, why?

Looking at the pale pink letterheads that could not be seen clearly because they were a little far away, Yuan suddenly remembered, it seemed that every Honmaru except those who had been tortured, Wannian Sakura seemed to have these letters on it.

Is that so?It is really nice to hold a banquet under the good memories of my past.

Yuan recalled his own experiences, and now he still feels a little miraculous, the system traversal and so on, the game is not so ridiculous, but it happened for real.

Having said that, I miss his good friends a little bit. I don’t know if the good friends in the original world, if they saw him missing for so long, would they get angry and call the police desperately?

But having said that, how about the game update in the original world?After coming to these worlds for so long, he forgot that he can play games (=_=).

Looking at the petals falling down, and the letter paper with the names of the swords floating slightly with the breeze.After listening for a long time, there was a sudden sound of insects.Yuan was intoxicated by this kind of scene, but knew that all of this was just a meteor firefly, and there was still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.

Sighing that the world is impermanent, Yuan Yuan looked at the slight light in the sky and knew that it would be dawn soon.

So Yuan went back, to be precise, he went to the courtyard.The rest time has passed, and the next step is still war.

[The penultimate day. 〕

The author has something to say: If I don't expect it, this world will end soon.

I don’t know if it’s because my good friend and I were too brainwashed when we talked last time. Every time I write about the room, what I imagine is not the kind of Japanese-style room, but the large and spacious space of the hand.

The last time a good friend told me: Fujishiro has so many swords and often tells ghost stories together, could they live in a kind of big room with tatami mats on the floor and a big cabinet next to them, put the quilt directly The kind that sleeps on the floor.

Then I thought about it, and I said: It should be possible.

It just so happened that at this time, my good friend dug out a picture of a large space with a huge wooden floor, which looked a bit like a training ground.

Then point to the picture and tell me: It should be like this!

I was silent for a long time.

Then, under the gaze of my good friend, I nodded silently.

Since then, every time I write the word "room", I will think of the huge training room and the place where my good friend said there were tatami mats, but there was no sign of tatami mats at all. TvT

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I feel that this chapter is inexplicably a little watery