[Comprehensive] I have poetry, do you have wine?

"Please break me off."

Kneeling in front of him was Fu Sangshen, whose body was full of bone spurs. He didn't pay attention to the eyes of the surrounding blades, but just folded his hands in front of his knees, with his forehead deeply resting on the back of his hands, and his own sword was placed in front of him. With one stroke, he cut Hasebe, and he was the one with the deepest fall among the several strokes of Fu Sangshen.

He came to Li Bai with the reason he still retained, begging him to break himself.

Before completely becoming a mindless monster...

Li Bai took a deep look at him with doubts in his eyes, it must be very painful to be broken, why did he make such a choice, and he hoped to be broken by himself?

"For a sword like mine, being broken is the final and best destination." He begged Li Bai again with a sincere voice.

His depravity is very deep, and he will lose his mind soon. Even if this god judge has the ability to resolve the depravity, it should be for Fu Sangshen, who has a relatively light depravity. Thinking of him like this The degree of the dark fall is probably irreversible, so simply don't let the god judge waste time on him.

He was very lucky to meet such a powerful god judge who was so powerful that even the fusangshen were deeply impressed by him in the last period of his life.

He should have left, but his wayward wanting to be sent away by Lord God Judge might bring troubles to Lord God Judge. This is Hasebe's dereliction of duty.However, it is not a rare sword to press and cut Changgu. Lord God Judge will meet many of him in the future, and may even personally forge a new one that belongs to him and will devote all his efforts to him. department.

The drooping dark red eyes deepened a bit from an invisible angle. If it hadn't become what it is now, he would also want to recognize this Lord God Judge as the master...

He still remembers the first time he met him, he stood in the cage covered in chains and looked up at the young man who walked in. The young man with his back to the light could not see his face clearly, but there was a layer of warm golden light all over his body faint.

He originally thought that this young man was a new bettor, and he came here to check on the situation of Fu Sangshen who was about to enter the field and was bet by him.The young man was followed by Zhen Sanriyue, he thought that this young man could even get the precious Sanriyue here as a bet, and a sword that is not rare like him probably means nothing in the eyes of the young man.

He lowered his head and laughed at himself. Even under such circumstances, he still imagined that he could meet a lord who needed him and was willing to take him away. It was really... really like summoning him and The delusion that the interrogator who sent here said about him is really ridiculous.

But the young man walked up to him and waved his hand lightly. There seemed to be a blue knife flashing in front of his eyes. The lock on the cage and the chains tied to his body were broken at the same time. He was rescued by the young man?

He stood up and moved his limbs, then slightly lowered his head to look at the young boy who had just reached his chest, such a small one.

Is he going to take himself away?

Will he be his own lord?

Is this really what I have been praying for all along?

The boy didn't look at him, but looked around and released all the fusangshen who were locked here.

The young man looked at Fu Sangshen, who had been rescued by him, with doubts on his face, "Come out quickly, is it more comfortable to stay in the cage?"

He didn't seem to have any intention of taking them back.For some reason, he felt a little disappointed.

They followed the young man out of the room, and there were already many Fu Sangshen who had been rescued standing outside. He was just one of the many swords. He didn't have a beautiful appearance or top combat power. The boy's gaze rested on him for half a minute.

The young man was so arrogant that he went all the way to rescue more and more Fu Sangshen with such fanfare.

They have a similar situation to him, and they may die at any time in this underground arena.It is not a glorious death on the frontline battlefield, but a humiliating death in this underground world that is only for humans to watch and vent their desires...

But today, they were saved by this young man.

In just a few hours, he saw the strength of this human youth, his indomitable and unstoppable power.

Is there such a young and strong man among human beings?

Really, it makes the blade feel in awe.

The boy's final destination was the arena full of blood and pain, and those standing outside could still hear the noise of human beings coming from inside.

The shouts were loud, but this kind of joy was based on the pain of these poor swordsmen, and the contract forced them not to resist.

His hand on the handle of the knife is constantly tightening. He hates such human beings. He even begins to doubt whether their choice to protect human beings is correct. Could it be that they are protecting such human beings?

They who used to have no body, just used as swords, never had such troubles.But now, with the human body that he has always longed for, he is contaminated with strange human thoughts and more troubles.

Sometimes he even doubted whether the birth of Fu Sangshen was also a mistake.

He saw the boy's kick shatter the once tall walls and gates that blocked their sight.

The young man's cold, bloody and arrogant words caused chaos in the arena. The panic-stricken humans tried to escape from their siege. He looked at the human beings who were thrown back without any fluctuations in their hearts, and even wanted to throw them away. Draw a knife and kill.

It turns out...has it been broken? It turns out that Hasebe is not such a knife.

He saw the god judge who sold him here in the crowd. He once promised him that as long as he wins this game, he will take him back. He believed it. Game after game, just for the promise of the lord , Many companions died under his knife, full of sins.

For that promise, which was already full of lies?

He couldn't help covering his cheek with his hand, resentful, angry, and ashamed emotions lingered in his mind.

He was also full of hope, but his longing was never answered. Even the staff here who knew what he was thinking laughed at him for dreaming.

Day after day, he was desperate and numb, but now, that man appeared in front of him again.

He looked at the man's wretched face which was now full of tears. He humbly prostrated himself on the ground, begging them to let him go. The man promised many things that meant nothing to their swords. No sword here would sympathize. He, they, like him, looked at these human beings who persecuted them with dead eyes, without a gleam of brilliance.

The man saw him and recognized him. There was a contract between them, and there was nothing they could do about it.

"Hasebe, Hasebe, it's me, I'm your lord!"

Lord?Yaqie sneered coldly in his heart.

"Hasebe, don't you respect me the most? Aren't you willing to do anything for me?" The man became more and more excited as he spoke, looking at the one in front of him, his most loyal sword once cut Hasebe.

Whether it is burning temples or killing retainers...

Hasebe was slightly stunned, but in the eyes of the man, he hesitated and his heart moved.

His sword was supposed to protect him wholeheartedly, no matter how he treated them.

"Hasebe take me away. I allow you to be my valet, as long as you take me away." The man spoke to him in the same superior tone as before.

This is his servant, proof of contract.

Hasebe couldn't understand, he had clearly become a prisoner, so where did he get such high-ranking courage?

Just because of a contract that was about to break?

"Hasebe, you must know that I am your lord, and it is your responsibility to protect me, so hurry up!" The man yelled at him out of nowhere.

He took two steps forward, and seeing the disdain and arrogance in the man's eyes, he stopped again.

"Hurry up and take me out of here!" The man looked at the Fusangshen with disgust and hatred.

The fusangshen who usually obeyed him were like his lowly dogs and lowly slaves to him. Now this group of slaves dared to rebel, which made him extremely angry.

These fusangshen will be suppressed by the black market people soon, and when they are suppressed, he must, absolutely torture them!

But men are destined not to wait for that moment.

Under the man's sinister gaze, Hasebe stepped forward.

"Lord..." he called softly to the man.

The man looked up at him, waiting for what he had to say like a reward.

But Yaki Hasebe didn't say anything, he just moved his hand, and a knife slashed across, and the man's head was cut off by him, he looked down at the head on the ground that was looking at him in horror, With neither sad nor happy expression, he put the knife into its sheath.

"You are not worthy..." You are not worthy of being a god judge, you are not worthy of being regarded as the lord by him, and you are not worthy of living here...

He stood there, dazed and dazed.

He seemed to be taking revenge on that man, but he didn't feel the truth in his heart...

Then, in the storm caused by spiritual power, his heart and eyes were filled with the figure of that young man, powerful and desirable.

God judge - a person who guides the gods.

Perhaps this appearance can truly be called a god judge, upright, powerful, and unattainable.

Is he really human?

"You guys, you're free." When the dust settled, he heard the boy say this.

The young man smiled at them, it was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen, "Think about what to do next."

What are you going to do?

The piercing pain came suddenly, and he actually felt pain and guilt.That's right, how can a fusangshen like him who betrays the master have a future?

He is the sword that kills the master of the time, how can a sword kill its own master?

The master's blood stained on his knife drove the contract to bite him back, black gas flowed through his body, and white bone spurs penetrated the skin and grew wantonly.

Press and cut Hasebe, dark fall...

Li Bai looked at the sword in front of him and sighed slightly.

difficult...

The Sword Fusangshen who were brought back left one after another when Yaki Hasebe said his request for the second time and was smashed by him.And the swords in his Honmaru are not by his side, it seems that he has exchanged feelings with the new swords who have been returned by him and are willing to stay here?

Hey!

Why don't you be so disrespectful, you guys!

Li Bai sighed, "Hasebe, is this really what you want?"

Hope to leave, hope to be broken by him.

"Yes..." Hasebe buried his head even lower.

"Isn't it good to be alive?" Li Bai stared at the top of his head, a little tangled, and Hasebe clearly wanted to stay here.

"I... I have fallen into the dark, and the dark fall is irreversible." Kakiri Hasebe raised his head slightly, and looked at the frowning young man in front of him.

Teenagers are not suitable for such expressions, he thought.This young man should be willful, arrogant, and even high-spirited, but he shouldn't be so sad.

He really brought him trouble...

He should have chatted with the young man like those swordsmen who chose to leave, and then jumped into the knife solution pool in relief, thanking him and saying goodbye to him by the way.

"The life of the blade is so rough, I have experienced a lot this time, you rescued them in that place like hell, I am very grateful.

But I hope we can meet again next time and become an invincible sword in your hands.May my life fade away like the morning dew..."

He wanted to pick up the knife and run towards Daojiechi, but he couldn't do that, he had already made it this far, and he couldn't give up anymore.

He lowered his head again, "Please let me leave as a sword at the end, I don't want to be those creatures who lose their minds and are similar to the time-traveling army."

He straightened up suddenly and pushed his knife towards Li Bai, then smiled relievedly at him, "Please do it as soon as possible, Mr. God Judge."

Li Bai thought for a while, then stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped the knife surrounded by black air with his fingertips. Looking at the smile in Hasebe's eyes, the corner of his mouth also wore a smile, "Hey, Hasebe, if you Without Dark Fall, would you choose to stay? Stay in my Honmaru."

"Of course!" Yaki Hasebe looked at him straight, and answered very simply and excitedly. If there is no dark fall, he is of course very willing to stay.

But he didn't have this chance... His eyes dimmed again.

He has fallen into the dark, and the dark fall is irreversible.

"Speaking of which, Qing Guangguang's housekeeper seems very tiring [Qing Guang: I don't have one!], I heard that the pressing and cutting Changgubu is very suitable to be a big housekeeper. Do you like this position?" Li Bai's eyes were stained. smile.

Hasebe told him personally that he wanted to live.

"Okay, it's such a happy decision." Li Bai clapped his hands, "The position of chief steward will be handed over to you in the future."

His fingertips flicked Hasebe's knife lightly, with a trace of spiritual power, which made him startled.

He stared blankly at Li Bai, "But Lord God Judge... I am, I am Dark Falling Sword!"

"Hmm... You still call me Lord God Examiner! Don't you want to be my housekeeper?" Li Bai picked up his body and looked at him suspiciously. I'm very skilled."

The spiritual power in his hand penetrated into the blade bit by bit, "It may be uncomfortable, or it may be painful, Hasebe, survive for me."