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"According to the current political law, the judge who abused men with swords and swords will be deprived of his status as a judge, and will deal with it after listening to the victim's own opinion." The judge kept his eyes fixed, "What do you want to do? Xiaowudian."

Everyone ignored his rhetorical question, and agreed that Azhao was just suffering too much, forced himself to 'forget' the past, and was still thinking about how to escape.

But can it be his fault?Of course not, it was the fault of that damned judge.

'is that true? Azhao asked Xiao Wu Ben Wu, "Is everything that happened in the previous Honmaru true?" '

"Yes and no have already passed, so there is no meaning." The god did not answer this question directly, but such an ambiguous statement made Ah Zhao's heart sink slowly.

He felt a sudden pain in his heart. Although the protagonist in the story is not him, but just a ghost of a god, he just loves him. No one should be treated like that. Let a soul longing to be rewarded for companionship and warmth be crushed in repeated injuries.

Why did the gods fall in the dark?

When human beings face harm, they will retaliate with blood for blood. This instinct of homomorphic revenge is engraved in the genes of human beings, let alone gods?

At this time, it seems that there is an answer.

"Azhao, don't be sad." Xiaowu's faint voice contained the power to comfort people's hearts, "The hustle and bustle of the world, these are just an experience."

He also did not expect that it would be such a coincidence that it happened to be this Honmaru. After all, it came from the distant future, and those emotions had already been worn away by a long time. The reason for the fall was that Higakiri, who became a demon, was dragged by "him" and jumped into the sword pool...

Even if it's all swords and swords, he sometimes doesn't understand what these companions are thinking.

Ah Zhao blinked hard to keep his tears from flowing out, but there seemed to be a strong wind blowing sand into his eyes.Grinding eyes hurt, tears flowed out reflexively, and fell on the black shirt, forming a wetness.The most wronged thing in his life was when he was sick and lying in bed, knowing that his mother had a new child.

But Lord Shenming said: It's just an experience.just let him...

Mustache doesn't know how he feels in his heart, he seems very sad, sometimes he feels that Xiao Wu doesn't get close to him and makes him very disappointed, but knowing such a story, he only feels that Xiao Wu's tears are burning his heart.

He cupped Ah Zhao's face with his white palms, and wiped away Ah Zhao's tears.

"It's okay, I'm sorry, the wind is too strong today." Ah Zhao restrained his emotions, and he turned his eyes to the God Judge. His golden and silver eyes were washed with tears, and they were so clear that he could see through the most despicable and filthiest things in people's hearts. everything.

"Can I... see him?"

A raging fire was burning in his heart, and he wanted to burn out the resentment and hatred that had grown up.

A little bit of blackness spread across the fundus of Ah Zhao's eyes.The few vibrating magic swords in this pill seemed to feel something, and they looked at each other, but they didn't make any other movements.

The judge nodded: "I see, I will solve this matter."

Mustache wanted to say something, but was stopped by the girl's eyes. In Nuoda's space, there was no sound. A few seconds later, the girl's crisp voice woke Ah Zhao up, and the jumping, unstoppable synchronization rate slowly returned to calm. ——

"Whatever you choose, he must die."

The girl had never said such murderous words.

"How can my knife be bullied by a bastard, the first team, bring Xiaowu and go out."

Kunihiro Yamabashi, the captain of the first unit, stood up, his blue eyes under the sheet were uncommonly firm.

"learn."

Ah Zhao and Ah Zhao were a little confused.

Then I saw the judge took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Dad~ someone bullied me!" The tone was soft, containing grievance and sadness.

……

When the god-judgment who fought against power and bullied people took the first team to Shizheng, the other party didn't have any problems at all, and handed him over to them directly.

Just kidding, the full-level six-man unit, Yamabagiri, Mikazuki, Hasebe, Dodanuki, Lion King, Mukichi... High attack swords, high defense swords... There are extra, full-level specialized rare swords Xiao Wu, Min Gong, how could he be a clerk to stop this lineup, and the higher ups said hello, this scumbag should be left to the suffering master to deal with.

The current affairs staff went out, and a few people from the first unit guarded the gate. The interrogator folded his arms and looked at the locked up scum, snorting.

"Fix it yourself, we'll wait outside for you to go home."

A Zhao nodded, and put the interrogator's forehead back to his hair and pinned it behind his ears, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the interrogator who was a head lower than her: "Don't worry, I will be back."

The judge stretched out his hand and squeezed A Zhao's head.

"Everyone is waiting for you."

The judge went out after speaking.

Ah Zhao stood in front of the man with his knife half out of its sheath.

"Azhao, you have never killed anyone, so you don't have to bear the guilt for a scum." Xiaowu felt that Azhao was a blank sheet of paper. Although he was stained with blood, it was aimed at the retrograde army and non-human beings.

Letting a human being swing a knife at the same kind, he is worried about Ah Zhao's psychological problems.

"But he is an enemy..." Ah Zhao wanted to help Xiao Wu get revenge.

"obedient"

"It's easy to kill a person, it's not worth it for such a scumbag."

Ah Zhao inserted the knife back.

He promised before, to be obedient.

The malicious eyes of the scumbag judge passed across Ah Zhao's face, and a trace of greed and madness flashed deep in his eyes.

He understood why he used spells and forbidden techniques in exchange for freedom, and the reason why he was rejected here was obviously shaken. It turned out to be like this... I haven't seen him for many years, and the Fu Sangshen who allowed him to humiliate and humiliate him is now alive. better?Got bigger thighs?

"You didn't actually fall into the dark? Hahahahaha, it's just an imitation knife, how can it compare to the genuine product..." He could tell at a glance back then that Xiao Wu actually cared about the identity of the counterfeit product, and he was so gloomy that he beat him. It's different for Toyamabasaki. Although Yamabasaki cares about the identity of the imitation, he is also proud of his being Kunikyo's number one masterpiece.

A knife loved by knifesmiths.

Xiaowu... Ever since he was forged, he has been used as a stand-in, as an imitation, as a contrast to show the other party's strength... His sad identity has created his sensitivity, so starting from this aspect, defeating a naive mourner God, it couldn't be easier.

He did just that.

Genji Chongbao has two strikes and one, he dare not cut off his mustache, and a copy... How difficult is it?Speech control, identity suppression, suppression and isolation...

Ah Zhao lowered his eyes, looked down at the man in front of him, and didn't speak.

A kind of coercion belonging to the gods gradually radiated out. On the panel, the synchronization rate climbed wildly, pressing down on the scum like a tsunami, and fear flashed in the eyes of the scum.

Xiao Wu sighed, but he didn't stop him. He was very touched by A Zhao doing this for him, really.

The gods also have hearts.Heart for heart, this time, he finally made the right bet.

A Zhao's eyes flashed black.

With a strange rhythm in his voice, he slightly changed the story that Higaki told, concealed the final ending, and told it to the scum judge, and told it three times.It's a simple form of hypnosis.

"You experience these pains that you inflict on other people, over and over again, and never get over it."

This sentence, uttered by the mouth of the gods, is recognized by the world as the truth.

Azhao inherited the godhead and the body of the god, so he is the real god.Although he still has a long way to go to fully integrate the godhead.

And the real god is parasitic on his mobile phone, deep in his soul.

After Ah Zhao finished these, ignoring the scumbag who was trapped in the story, he took a deep breath and opened the door to go out.

He was afraid that he couldn't help but kill the person, and he would kill himself with a sharp blade. If he didn't leave quickly, he would regret it.

"Come out?" The judge held Ah Zhao's hand, with a girlish vivacity, "Killed?"

"No..." Ah Zhao scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, don't worry about other things. I brought the little angel Wuji with me today just to make sure nothing goes wrong." Jun.

"Is Xiao Wudian not going to let go?" Wuji Zhenzong supported the knife at his waist, "I brought you luck."

Ah Zhao relaxed a lot, probably because he felt the power of good luck.

"Let him experience the pain himself, it's a pity to die."

"Hahahaha, very good, very good." San Riyue's eyes were deep, and she laughed, "It seems that the old man is useless."

"Well, this is also very good. I ask my father to send him to prison." The judge sat on the palm of his right hand and suddenly realized, "This way he can last for a while longer."

I never expected that things would turn out like this. When I came here, I thought that this guy must die, and after he died, he would throw his bones and ashes to feed the fish, but now he expects him to live a little longer and suffer a little longer.

But that's fine too, even if she doesn't care, Xiao Wu... probably will.

The judge breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his hair had lost another part.She had never expected that she would have to work part-time as a mental counselor.

Several people adjusted the atmosphere on purpose, and even Yamabukiri showed concern awkwardly.In Sanriyue's magical laughter, she blushed, shrank herself aside and began to shut herself off.

Furry, the companion of the Lion King, rushed over and buried Ah Zhao.Fortunately, the little crow didn't follow, otherwise he would have been frightened and blew up again.

Tong Tianguan patted A Zhao's shoulder, and after three days of hand-holding, A Zhao felt that his shoulder was about to be shattered.

Hasebe also said with a desperate expression that he hoped to eat the peony cake made by Azhao.

Ah Zhao: "..."

It's not like that.

The author has something to say: This is a story of healing each other, Ah Zhao is lonely and sensitive, Xiao Wu feels inferior and yearns for recognition...

The strength of the mind is the real strength.

感谢在2020-09-0522:58:30~2020-09-0621:21:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 piece of broken wine;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yangzhou Carp, Luo Xue Wusheng; 1 bottle of Coffee Lover Cat, Jiufang Chenyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!