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"So how did you survive, the situation at that time, you should be a broken knife in the end, right?"

After staring at each other for a while, at the end, in the smiling face of Higakiri who followed everyone's scrutiny, Shiratori Eri still asked the question in her heart.

As soon as the words came out, she saw Hidekiri poking his own face with his fingers, and tilting his head halfway to her, looking very confused, he spoke in his characteristic soft tone, "Oh, this I It’s not very clear, I’ve been making knives for too long, and I can’t remember some things clearly.”

"is it?"

Shiratori Eri asked calmly, then turned around and left.

Within two seconds, she felt a slight sound of wind coming from behind, and immediately avoided it sideways without hesitation, turned around and faced Mustache again.This millennium-old knife, who has always been dazed, doesn't even care much about anything, is slowly withdrawing the right hand he was about to touch Shiratori Eri just now.

Seeing Shiratori Eri staring at him silently, he smiled innocently, looked at her with curious eyes, and then slowly said, "Ah, I haven't seen you for a few years, the Patriarch has really changed a lot."

"Human life is short, and it is normal to change quickly."

"That's it, but why, I think the patriarch has changed not only his mentality and force, but also his soul. Or, is it really good that the curse and divinity on your body are fighting each other now? No matter which one wins, It doesn't seem to fit your personality..."

Mustache smiled and opened his mouth, revealing his sharp little canine teeth, then he stretched out his hand again and gently pulled Shiratori Eri's hand that was not avoided, seeing that she didn't respond, he simply added another hand and squeezed Shiratori Bird Eri clasped her hands together in his own palms, carefully inspecting the faint knife marks on her hands.

Seeing that even his Genji family's sword patterns were on it, his eyes froze for a moment, put away his indifferent attitude, checked all the sword patterns carefully, and then spoke softly, "Oh, this is really, I didn't expect After we parted, the Patriarch experienced quite a lot."

"Have you read it yet?"

Eri Shiratori made a slight effort, and successfully pulled his hand back from Higakiri's hand. He didn't say anything, but he still looked calm and calm, "If this is the case, then maybe we can still look forward to it." Let’s talk about the Patriarch living with us in the future, of course, if the Patriarch is willing to tell us our real names, it will be more convenient.”

"..."

Eri Shiratori glanced at Tokiri suspiciously. The slender waist, long legs, cat-like eyes, long black eyelashes and curly curly Touken Fusangshen saw that she kept looking at him, and even took a few steps towards her. He bent his body so that his face was extremely close to that of Shiratori Eri, showing off his inhuman beauty unscrupulously.

He blinked his golden eyes that seemed to be mixed with amber mead, and smiled, "Is the master so satisfied with my appearance, then do you want to consider taking me with you to serve?"

He couldn't avoid Shiratori's hand sticking to his forehead, just waiting for her to move on to the next move, but Shiratori just tried the temperature on his head, then took the hand back without any fluctuation "Although I know that Fusangshen is different from human beings, I really thought you had the same fever as human beings. Hikiri, you don't have such a personality. Your words make me feel very strange. What are you trying to do?" You can say it straight."

"Hmm, is it strange? I think it's okay, because I'm just jealous of Na Shinjiche who can dedicate his life to the Patriarch."

Mustache thought for a while, and then smiled and said what was in his heart, "But from now on, it's still unclear who will die!"

With a "choke", Shiratori Eri took out the Ichishin Taidao from the honmaru, pulled out the blade, pointed the tip of the knife at the mustache, and looked sharply, "Who are you?"

"Oh, the Patriarch doesn't even recognize me? Please don't hold Brother Maru at me. Let Brother Maru know about it, and he will definitely cry."

Fu Sangshen on the opposite side didn't even take out the main body that he was wearing with him, and he still looked very casual, just stood up straight, and kept his eyes on Shiratori Eri.

But for Shiratori Eri, who has only been with him for a year but has never been looked at seriously by him, this weird state makes her feel uncomfortable. There is no connection between them at all, why? Now Higakiri has an expression that seems to have a great relationship with her, even deep feelings.

This seems to be inevitable for her, almost to the point of paranoia, and it is not the swords she knows at all, so she refuses to put down the sword in her hand. Only by maintaining her fighting power can she feel a little bit safe.

Seeing her like this, Mustache lowered his eyes, and the moonlight shone on his milk-blond hair, adding a bit of hazy and soft color to his face, making him even more extraordinary and unreal.Shiratori Eri also has a somewhat similar feeling to him, but has a lot more fresh popularity.

When she was vigilant, the fighting spirit on her body made her extra agile. Hikekiri looked at Shiratori Eri's long hair blown by the wind, which was constantly changing its light slightly under the moonlight, which was extraordinarily crystal clear and beautiful.

He took a few steps towards her again, until he put himself within the range where Shiratori Eri could kill him at will, before speaking with a chuckle.

"Well, no matter what you say now, the head of the family will not believe it. But, please don't doubt the only thing, that is, we have always loved you deeply, and we are eager to be held by you to fight, and we are not here to break knives for you Excuse me. Please wait patiently for the day when we come back, one day, we in Honmaru will meet again."

"Now, my lord, please protect yourself. Don't put yourself in danger just because of an insignificant woman. She doesn't deserve it!"

Speaking of this, there was a serious murderous intent in Higakiri's words.The master they were waiting for, under the calculation of that woman, had a broken relationship with them.This account, there are still calculations.

Hidekiri remembered what he had planned with his companions before being sent by that woman to the Space-Time Battlefield, and couldn't help laughing, Sakura Fubuki rose from his body, and was blown away gently by the wind.

He explained to Shiratori Eri with sweet and innocent words, "We and that woman have seen every move of the Patriarch in this world after he was cursed. Although we know that the Patriarch wants to kill her himself, for all judges The gods and the sword will take revenge on the gods, but this is not acceptable in this world."

"So when she was about to attack you again, we taught her in advance for you. Now, that woman should be waiting where she should go to be killed by you."

"My lord, please wait patiently for the time to come. At the right time, all your expectations will come true. I hope that when the time comes, my lord will choose to live with us in God's Domain instead of being forced to disappear on the other side and be The appearance that everyone has forgotten. Although we can find you again from that existence, the Patriarch should not suffer."

"You deserve to be pampered by us!"

After mustache finished speaking in a soft voice, complex expressions appeared in his eyes, which were always casual and indifferent, but they were fleeting.

Then he directly approached the sword that Shiratorie was carrying, and let her pierce his body with the tip of the knife facing him. Blood kept pouring out of his body. He condescendingly saw Shiratorie's shocked and confused expression clearly. , and her slightly trembling hands, finally smiled happily.

"You, don't be so gentle with everything. In this case, no matter who, as long as there is a chance to catch you, they will not let go."

Even if they have been deeply hurt by us, they will still be so sad to see us hurt. How could such a smart, unconscious, and loving Lord make them willing to let go.

if not......

Hidekiri narrowed his eyes, and his eyes dimmed imperceptibly.

"I think you really have a problem."

Although his heart was a little shaken by Hidekiri's action of hitting the tip of the sword without hesitation, Shiratori Eri still held the blood-soaked sword and spoke calmly, "I have confirmed that there is no retrograde army here, you Get back from the knife, and I will use spiritual power to repair it for you."

"Huh?" Mustache tilted his head with a smile, and spoke in a soft tone, "No, if the Patriarch's body uses spiritual power, it will really be assimilated into an unknown realm by the divine power mixed in it. Also, your own Divine power cannot seal the curse for too long, and using spiritual power will only accelerate its rebound."

"But now, you definitely won't believe my words, but continue to wait for that woman to come out, right? In order to achieve your goal, is the Patriarch going to continue to use excessive spiritual power until the consciousness completely dissipates and becomes an unrecognized What about any outliers that are accepted?"

"I told you, no."

As a heavy treasure of Genji, Higakiri always had a contemptuous smile and a proud attitude, but now, when his words cooled down, he revealed the bloody breath of his thousands of years of swordsmanship.Then he walked forward along the edge of the blade again, his blood splashed out from the place where the sword was pierced, staining his whole body red.

Seeing Shiratori Eri staring at him indifferently, but not doing anything to stop him from approaching her, Hidekiri, who was already standing in front of her, showed a pleasant and sweet smile, took advantage of his height to hold her in his arms, and whispered in her ear Whispering, "The seal of the Patriarch, it's better to ask me to help."

"Higakiri, let go."

At the moment when he was hugged suddenly, Hidekiri's warm blood immediately stained Shiratori Eri's body red, she almost frowned and wanted to push him away, this behavior of vibrating the sword was completely beyond her It was expected, so she wanted to cure him first, and then understand the situation.

But Higakiri laughed in a low voice, with powerful divine power emanating from his body, constantly surrounding Shiratori Eri Yuyin, who was about to struggle when he felt something was wrong, but was hugged tightly by him, until the curse in her body was purified, and the sword was stabilized again Wen seal, he still hugged her and did not let go, "In this way, the Patriarch can use spiritual power with peace of mind, without having to suffer from backlash for a long time."

After saying this, he turned into a sword and fell beside Shiratori Eri without a trace of movement.