Yokohama Slag God will never overturn

At the bottom of the black mud, the Taidao wrapped in a black scabbard lay quietly horizontally, as if blending with the surrounding dark mud.

In other words, it is becoming one.

The body of the sword that could still reflect the halo is now revealing a dead black, and the darker rust color is slowly clinging to the Taidao, like a small black snake swallowing a snake letter, tightly entwining the Taidao .

The illusory figure of Fu Sangshen kept his head bowed in silence, not far from his own body, it was eerily quiet.

Because of the changes in the main body, corresponding abnormalities appeared in Fu Sangshen's spiritual body.

On the overly pale skin, dark, rust-like ferocious stripes slowly grew from under the collar of the neck, climbed inch by inch along the side of the neck, and snaked on the cheeks.

A little bit of black cracks appeared on the fingertips exposed from the cuffs of the sleeves, and then spread out in all directions at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"what……"

Taking a breath, Xiaowu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Xiaowu slowly opened his eyes, the eyes were dead silent, like the bottom of a pond full of silt that could not be reflected in any light.

There is no light, no breath of life, only the remains of dead and rotting seaweed and muddy mud.

The fingertips moved lightly, but such a small movement seemed to have exhausted all the energy, and Xiao Wu showed a tired look on his bloodless face.

"...what a nightmare."

Even though it was everything she had personally experienced, it was a past she couldn't get rid of.

"Why do you want to think about it again..."

It's hard to forget, and it's hard to live without any burden.

Even if it becomes a body like a walking dead, but isn't that good?

It is better to meet death knowing nothing than to watch oneself die clearly.

Ignorance is a bliss.

"……so tired……"

Leave her alone and don't try to get close.

The dying beast, who accepted everything quietly, no longer wants to touch the sun, never wants to relive that warmth.

A soft sigh dissipated in the mud, and then the black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen closed her eyes again, just like before, just like she planned at the beginning, maintaining this posture, waiting fade away.

And at this moment, on the other end, there are always some people who want to do their best to pull you out of the mud.

There are always some people who don't want to give up.

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"That's why I want you to save her."

After finally recovering from the deep feeling of despair, the crowd hadn't shaken off the feeling of suffocation when they suddenly heard a childish voice.

Then, the will of the world in the appearance of Xiao Ke's doll stood in front of them.

"She saved me once."

The doll's peasy eyes revealed sadness in a humanized way.

"Obviously at that time she could completely let go of it."

The sound is getting lower and lower.

"I really can't forget..."

"I opened my eyes and woke up from the endless pain of being torn apart."

The wings on the back of the doll fluttered slightly.

"The only living color I could see was her."

"It's also because of her that I can survive."

The former world consciousness does not need to be "alive", it just needs to maintain order.

"Not far away is the corpse of the invader, what is coming is the evil of this world"

"At that time, I had nothing, was extremely weak, and had no strength to resist."

It happened to be like this, and in front of it, Fu Sangshen who awakened it from nothingness showed an extremely weak smile at it.

【...Will you trust me once? 】

That Fu Sangshen said so, obviously exhausted to the extreme, and his vital signs were constantly declining. He had no intention of surviving, but when he asked this question, he felt very at ease.

...incomparable peace of mind.

Then, stretching out her hand towards it, Fu Sangshen, who was already exhausted, repeated her question softly.

【Will you trust me, can I protect you? 】

That was a scene it could never forget.

The voice began to tremble, and the will of the world solemnly bowed its head to this group of people, with a humble and pious posture.

"I beg you... Please save her."

That was the first light it saw when it opened its eyes.

"I can't just watch like this... I can't do it, I can't just watch her disappear like this."

That is Fusangshen who will unconsciously protect it even if he loses his memory.

"Obviously...Obviously she used to live so vividly, obviously once she loved life so much, loved you, loved everything."

That was Fusangshen who saved the world at all costs when he gave up on everything completely.

The tip of the tail, the wings, the voice, and the voice line were all trembling due to emotional depression, and water began to appear in the puppet's eyes.

"I have selfish intentions, I want her to live."

No matter what... rotting in the mud, this should definitely not be her final destination.

"...Please, please, please, please save her..."

If it were you, it would be possible...

Suddenly regaining his senses, the magic knife offered by Yataja Crow lowered his eyes, and stretched out his hand to rub the top of the will of the world.

"This is... my duty."

"That's my child... I, this time, will never let go."

There was no smile on Genji's Zhongbao's face, and the golden pupils were still faintly bloodshot.

"The unqualified brother wants to fulfill his responsibility at the end."

That was the young girl he missed by mistake.

It was a scar he couldn't forget.

That is also the fetter that he... has been unable to let go of.

The white crane raised its head slightly.

"She still owes Crane a promise..."

What's the point of a bladed firework?Since they agreed to be together at first, Crane would never allow her to slip up.

Even feathers get filthy, even wading in muck.

Never let go.

Fu Sangshen, who was involved, was silent for a moment, and then slowly showed a smile on his face.

"That Highness is also our companion."

The Five Swords of the World said in a low tone, "It's a companion who won't let go."

"We have a surprise for her."

The little knives who planned the celebration spoke briskly: "We don't have the habit of giving up halfway, do we?"

"Doesn't a family just want to be tidy?"

Glancing at the Genji brothers who acquiesced to this statement, Taidaofu with short brown hair smiled lightly: "A family reunion is the correct ending."

"Although I'm very unmotivated, I can't be lazy now."

Pushing the glasses, the elder who came to send stood up straight: "Occasionally, I can be diligent."

"The three guns will not be absent."

"Naginata naturally won't retreat."

"Sword... pray for the Lord at this moment."

"We will not evade the sharpness of the Taidao."

"The blade of the odachi cuts through mud."

"We who fight with knives are not weak at all?"

"Wakizasa will never back down."

"Even if it's a short knife... it won't be weaker than any kind of knife."

The past history has passed, and now they just want to stretch out their hands and pull out their companions who should not have drowned in the mud.

Knife and knife, Fusangshen and Fusangshen.

The weapons touched each other, and this time it was not the light of the knife, but the most sincere and soft prayer - the birds should not be imprisoned in a cage made of mud, since there is no key, then they will be turned into keys.

*Birds are not caged*

On the other side, Balian Sword Emperor, who slowly regained his senses, also pulled out his own sword.

"Tsk..."

Never forgotten.

It was the knife he held tightly in his hand.

His eyes sank slightly, and for the first time, the silver-haired Sword Emperor, whose memory had been wiped away, had no thought of speaking.

What came to mind was a past that was almost lost.

The Taidao that he picked up in the corner when he was young was the first sword he encountered in his life, and it was also the most special existence for him.

Holding the knife for the first time, swinging the knife for the first time, touching the blade for the first time.

Later, when Fu Sangshen appeared, he had his first companion, his first dear friend, and his first partner who could hand over his back without any hesitation.

The other party used to accompany him silently when he was at his worst, and also shielded him from the dark side when he was most energetic.

It was even planned at the beginning, and after the task was completed, ask that guy if he would like to be the person on his right hand.

Unexpectedly, the other party disappeared later.

That was the silver-white sword light he had missed, and it was also the past that he had been trying to find, the present that he hoped to be together again, and the future that he was looking forward to going all the way.

*Silver white sword light*

On the side, Qianbenying, who had a deep understanding of the other party's past for the first time, stroked his chest with one hand, and suddenly understood what the other party said to him.

In the past, it was because of his wife that he noticed the taciturn sword spirit, and even naively provoked him after discovering the master's appreciation and admiration for him.

After being ignored, pestering the other party slowly formed a habit without knowing when.

You have to see her every day, and you have to be able to contact her every day.

The young man who understood his intentions in the joke of "husband and wife knife" once blushed and awkwardly confessed, but in the end he got a sentence "you are different from me".

He used to be annoyed and thought it was the other party's excuse, but now he knows that the other party was serious at that time.

One is the much-loved young master who was born in our nobility, and the other is Fu Sangshen who walked out of the mud and only wants to protect the master in front of him for the rest of his life.

Because of the different experiences, because she should have seen too much, even saw the ending of his wife's inevitable early death in advance, and also saw the difference between her leaving sooner or later.

After the master dies, Fu Sangshen who is left behind will not stop for anyone.

because……

"I'm not that person."

Not the one she should have dragged into the mud, not the cherry blossoms who should be dragged into the dust.

Thousands of cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, originally only need to bloom on the branches, and then it is enough to be admired and praised by others.

Therefore, when he finally left, the last sentence the other party left him was-"Don't stop, just keep going forward".

But how is it possible now?

The noble young master sneered, but the hand holding the main body was trembling slightly.

"What does that guy think of me?"

The self-assessed draws a boundary for him, the self-assessed leaves, the self-assessed chooses a path for him, and the self-serving demeans himself as worthless.

His master used to be able to hug his wife across classes, and he, Senbon Sakura, could cut through the damn mud and pull that guy out.

The cherry blossoms on the branches that were once green are blooming, and what is blooming is the pure flower that is no longer ignorant in this world.

*Ignorant of Pure Sakura*

The silver-haired ninja in the corner took off the forehead guard on his forehead, and brushed a knife with his fingers.

Hatake Mosaku, who used to be Konoha, became famous thanks to his double-sword style swordsmanship.But now, he only has a knife in his waist.

He habitually touched his waist with one hand, but it was empty.

After thinking about the pictures he had been watching, the silver-haired ninja suddenly sighed softly.

He picked up the sword that gave birth to Fusangshen, and after meeting the taciturn Fusangshen, Hatake Mosaku, who had a son, subtly regained the mentality of an old father.

Therefore, he used to be considered as having both sons and daughters.

The son is cute. Fusangshin, who has expressed his resistance to the term "daughter", has an uncooperative face, but when faced with his childish compliments and the young Kakashi's request to reach out for a hug, he will go along with them will.

Then, the corners of the lips rose slightly.

Hmm...Thinking about it carefully, his daughter looked so pretty when she smiled at that time.

Once memories are opened, there is no way to stop them.

As a result, all the tiny details that were easily overlooked in the past came to the fore.

With an expressionless face, Xiao Wu, who ended up playing a game of lifting high with little Kakashi, looked at the little skirt he bought and turned around and ran away, and was called "sister" for the first time by little Kakashi Xiaowu, who was always in a daze...

"Yeah, yeah, it's really nostalgic."

Rubbing his head, the silver-haired ninja gradually became serious.

"That is a tenderness that cannot be forgotten, and it is also a fetter that cannot be given up."

In the life of a ninja, there are too few things that can be grasped by them, so few are pitiful.Therefore, every person, thing, emotion and even memory that can be grasped is absolutely cherished.

It was an inseparable attachment.

But now, his old father is very angry, hurting his child in front of him...

No matter who it is, it will never be forgiven.

*gentle attachment*

In the end, the gravity of the orange curls caused more to emerge from the azure eyes.

The images that were once treasured in the memory box floated out.

Walked out of the laboratory together, lived on the street together, and agreed to walk down side by side together.

Then, one of them missed the appointment.

Even if he joined the sheep later, became the so-called King of Sheep, and later joined the Port Mafia, Zhongyuanzhong had to admit that there was a little bit of hope in this to find that guy.

Then, one ordinary night, out in the ocean, he saw the guy again.

Poorly soaking in the sea, looking at him made him want to laugh but couldn't, his chest was full of sour stuff.

As for the lost and found person, before he had time to help the other party recall the past, before he had time to say something, that guy left again.

Then, when they met again, that guy appeared in front of him in this posture.

"Really..."

Since you can't take care of yourself, don't just run away from him!

Every time I made myself miserable, I was curled up in the corner crying and couldn't speak, but I couldn't say a word of complaint.

"Stupid."

Without him, there is no way not to be bullied, and without him, there is no way to live a chic and wanton life.

In this case……

"Then stay in my domain and live well."

Gravity was played with by Nakahara Zhongya casually like a toy, and anger appeared in his blue eyes.

The guy who dares to make that guy cry again... No matter what it is, it will be crushed.

*God bond*

In the outside world, the evil in this world, who sensed something was wrong, raised its head.

"Join us?"

Playful sound.

"But it seems too late, huh?"

The black sword in the mud was covered with cracks.

Not far away, cracks appeared on the enchantment blocking the black mud.

Squinting her eyes, the evil smile of this world wearing the shell of a girl is brilliant: Let's wait and see.

See if Fu Sangshen, who is in deep despair, can still meet your expectations.

See if the flying bird, which has already broken its wings, can fly out of the cage.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is over.

Should be able to finish the liver today?

啊，我努力试试！感谢在2020-10-1821：16：26～2020-10-2019：41：09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 Mars swan;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2949382110 bottles;

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