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

The swordsmen were drawn a lot of spiritual power by the strange formation, and the crisis of their spiritual power being drained to death forced them to wake up from their deep sleep. They were so weak that they couldn't even condense their bodies.

The spirits panicked.

How could this be?

They signed a contract with Shizheng to extract spirits to help them protect history and protect the future of human civilization, and Shizheng provided them with a safe place to sleep because their spirits were weak after a large number of spirits were separated at a time, but why now? Someone drained a lot of the psychic power they used to sustain themselves while they were asleep?

The clothes of the man standing in front of the formation and laughing maniacally have the current affairs logo on his clothes.

"It won't work like this, the daggers can no longer condense into shape." Yiqi Yizheng stood in the formation with a worried face. He wanted to go forward to check on the situation of his younger brothers, but he couldn't because he was bound by the formation. Move an inch.

"This world is full of sorrow, does redemption really exist..." Jiang Xuezuowen's eyes full of compassion glanced at Xiao Ye Zuowen's body lying quietly on the ground in the distance, and then at the condensed spirit body Zong Sanzuo's text, which had become almost transparent, finally let out a sigh.

"Is there no way?" Izumi Mori Kanesada scratched his hair a little irritably, and when he woke up from a deep sleep, he found that Horikawa Kunihiro, who was always busy by his side, seemed to disappear in an illusory way. He was very anxious and heavy.

What exactly is Shizheng doing, and why is it necessary to draw a large amount of spiritual power from them?

By doing this, they are violating the contract to protect them from harm while sleeping.

"But now, we just want to do something. Being trapped here and unable to even move is really useless." Mitechu moved his feet, but he couldn't take a step forward no matter what, he was a little disappointed After pounding his own body, the spear was trapped by invisible chains, and his touch could not shock him at all.

Yan Rong imitated his appearance and pounded his own body, then looked at his palm again, "Now we can't even use our spiritual power. Hey, Sanriyue, you should also think of a way, Jinjian They're all about to disappear."

He glanced worriedly at the main body of Jinjian, who had a weak spiritual response, and then looked at Mikazuki Zongjin, who had kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

Hearing his words, San Riyue's tightly closed eyes moved slightly, but they did not open, nor did they respond to Yan Rong's words.

Suzumaru Koji turned his head in the direction of Mikami Tsukimune, closed his eyes and finally did not speak.

"Everyone be quiet for now..." Xiao Karasuma tapped her face lightly with her slender fingers, and looked around at the fusangshen with slightly anxious faces, "I have an idea for my father."

Dao Jian and everyone were silent, and then they all looked at Karasuma, waiting for him to come up with a solution.

Seeing that all the swordsmen's eyes were on him, Karasuma glanced at the still motionless Mikazuki, and sighed, "We are the souls of Token Fusangshen, we should be able to get in touch and separate from ourselves. Let's split up."

"But now the spiritual power on our bodies has been drawn in a large amount, and it is impossible to support the divine descent on the division of the spirit." Da Baoping frowned. The mobilized spiritual power is extremely weak.

Karasuma glanced at him, then turned his head to look at Odenata Mitsuyo, who was born with powerful spiritual power, Odenata Mitsuyo received his gaze and raised his hand for a try, then shook his head.

Perhaps because he has more spiritual power than other swords, he seems to have been drawn the most power. If he hadn't been more sensitive to the loss of spiritual power, he had consciously controlled the amount of spiritual power in his body after being awakened suddenly. Lost, he was probably the one who was the first to be drained of spiritual power and dissipated.

"Let's put all our eggs in one basket..." Akashi Guoxing, who would never intervene in such matters, suddenly said.

"National Bank?" Hotaru looked at him in surprise, then frowned.

Akashi Kuniyuki smiled at Hotaru, and glanced at Aizen Kunitoshi with his eyes behind his eyes, "Gather all the spiritual power that our fusangshen can mobilize now, so that a fusangshen can descend to his branch spirit body, communicate with the outside world, and see if we can seek help.”

He looked at Mikazuki Zongjin who had been silent all this time, as if he was waiting for his answer.

"But in this case..." The Lion King hesitated.

"All of us Fusangshen will fall into a deep sleep again..." Suzumaru Tsuneji took over the conversation, and turned to Akashi National Bank.

He clearly had his eyes closed, and Akashi Kuniyu felt that he was looking at him.

Akashi Guoxing didn't care, he shrugged lazily, "That's why I said it was all-or-nothing."

Just waiting like this, they will one day dissipate because of being drained of spiritual power by this formation; and gather all the spiritual power of Fusangshen to find help, if they find them, they can be rescued, if they can't find...they In the end, it will still dissipate due to exhaustion of spiritual power, but it will dissipate faster because of the consumption of spiritual power.

This is a game of fate, if you win, you will live, if you lose...you will die.

"Then..." At this time, Sanriyue finally made a movement, he opened his eyes and looked at all the Fusangshen, "Let's vote..."

He seemed to be waiting for this moment.

There was a deathly silence in Fusangshen...

Then someone raised his hand suddenly, and the white coat on his shoulders trembled twice because of his movement.

"I agree..." Fu Sangshen with short milk-colored hair had a soft smile on his face, and his cat eyes also curved.

"Brother!" Fu Sangshen, who had short green hair and thin green hair, called out in surprise.

"Ah, it's brother Maru..." Higakiri turned to look at Kagemaru who called out to him, "I agree with this proposal, it doesn't matter if it disappears, after all, Toto has been alive for more than 1000 years, and many Things have long been bearish, but if there is a choice, I will still try it.”

His smile still looks soft, but with a little coolness.Signing a contract with humans back then was just a choice, just like it is now, rather than really wanting to protect history or something.

Those spirits who have returned to their original spirits for various reasons have already made him understand what human nature looks like.

"Since this is your brother's choice..." Keimaru nodded, then raised his hand, "Then I agree..."

"Well, life still needs some scares, I agree." Tsurumaru raised his hands high with a smile.

"Since it's the Bank of China's proposal, I agree." Hotaru also raised her hand.

"I agree……"

"I agree too..."

"Then I too..."

The swords raised their hands one after another, agreeing to the proposal.

Seeing this result, Karasuma nodded, and then looked at Mikami Tsukimune.

"Sanriyue, I'll leave the rest to you."

Sanri Yuezong is a rare five-flower sword. Rare swords are generally more valued by god judges. God judges who can summon rare swords are generally not too weak; He has more choices and can have more choices. No matter from which aspect, he is the most suitable.

Sanri Yuezong looked closely at the swords, and the swords nodded to him.

"Let's gather spiritual power first." Sanri Yuezong narrowed his eyes and did nothing else.

He has actually been looking for the memories of those spirits that were recovered recently. His spirits are rarely recovered, and the spirits that can be recovered are usually weak or scum, which is not very useful. He was a little at a loss for the information.

The descending of the split spirit is because of the inspiration of the spiritual power of the judge, and the spiritual power of the judge reflects their souls, so if the split spirit can choose to descend to the side of the judge, the other party should not be very weak Or scum or something.

What's going on here?

In today's current affairs, is it really possible to find a god-inspector who can be entrusted to...

The remaining spiritual power of the swords gathered on him and filled up bit by bit. He connected to the summoned spirits one after another, and eliminated them one after another.

No, no, still no...

All of them are too weak...

He suddenly found that there was a strange connection between the spirit examiner's contract on Yizheng's body. The spiritual power on his body seemed to be very strong, and the light blue spiritual power was like the shining stars in the dark night. conspicuous.

He tried to perform a divine descent on him, but he failed. That strange contract made him unable to perform a divine descent. Is this the choice of fate?

Will the tangible things eventually dissipate into the invisible...

It is obviously very inclusive and very gentle and powerful spiritual power, but it cannot tolerate his coming.

There is still a little spiritual power gathered by the swordsmen, and it seems that they can send a Fusangshen for a short-term divine surrender. They are waiting for Sanriyue to decide the final divine surrender, and see who is the Fusangshen next to him after the divine descent. Then decide another A candidate from God.

As if inspired, Sanri Yuezong paused for a moment, and then followed the guidance to perform a divine descent on a split spirit. He received the memory from the split spirit's body and opened his eyes.

Mikazuki Zongjin, who was trafficked to a sensual place...

He smiled wryly, then raised his eyes to Jiang Xue Zuowen, who was kneeling beside him.

Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly opened his eyes full of compassion. He also received this shocking memory, and looked towards Sanriyue Zongjin with slightly doubtful blue eyes.

"Here..." He paused and sighed, "the air is full of sighs and sorrow..."

"Hahaha..." Sanri Yuezong smiled as usual, "Wait a little longer, Jiang Xuedian."

The inspiration he received before reacted again, as if telling him that he was getting closer, getting closer, and the person he was looking for was about to appear.

This kind of place...

Who can come besides managers and those who enjoy it?

Will the person he is looking for really appear here...

"Sanriyue Palace..." Jiang Xue sighed, but then paused, and there was a sound from the locked door.

A man in a black robe walked in with a boy in his arms. He put the boy on the ground and took a deep look, then turned and left. They could clearly hear the sound of the iron door being locked.

San Riyue was a little shocked when she saw this young man. The spiritual power left in him by the god judge was exactly the same as that of Zhen San Riyue who he wanted to descend from before.

He stared at the boy and clenched his hands tightly.

Jiang Xuezuowen standing next to him slowly stood up, stepped forward to pick up the boy, put him on the wall, and put a layer of clothes under him to separate the cold ground. He saw Sanriyue's expression, it seems that this is The choice of Sanriyuedian.

Then he saw the same collar that suppresses spiritual power as they had on the young man's neck. The remaining spiritual power was indeed warm and powerful, but when he appeared here, he was brought with it to suppress the spiritual power. Now that they can't protect themselves, how can they help them?

The boy's eyelashes fluttered twice, and a pair of bright and pure black pupils came into view.

Still a simple child...

Jiang Xue Zuowen sighed in his heart and lowered his eyes, reciting scriptures silently.

Sanri Yue Zongjin finally recovered from his stupefaction. He looked at the slightly dazed young man and laughed, "Hahaha, this is the first time a Lord God Judge has come here..."

How is he going to get this boy to accept him?

How can the teenager trapped here help him?

He has a huge spiritual power, so he should be valued by Shizheng. I hope that the people of Shizheng can rescue and find this young man quickly. During the time when the young man is here, he should find a way to help...

The boy's name is Li Bai, and the judge actually chose to give them his real name. It's really...

Sanri Yuezong nearly wanted to cover his face and laugh, but he held back. He is silly, but also very cute.

He suddenly thought of Na Zhenfen in the main pill. He is the Fusangshen of this young man. There is a strange contract between them that prevents his original spirit from descending from the gods. What kind of contract is that?

He pressed the boy's hand on his stomach, and there was a playful smile in the eyes of the crescent moon. If it was a private contract, it should leave a mark on his body. Where would this mark be?

The boy was very shy, and his reaction was amusing, he would actually lift up his clothes and let him touch them back.

Sanriyue raised her hand to touch the boy's stomach, the boy trembled uncomfortably due to the cold fingers, the muscles in his abdomen were tight, and his abdominal muscles were actually a person who practiced martial arts every day.

He smiled and withdrew his hand, um, he didn't see the mark of the contract...

He thought that they would have to wait for Shizheng's rescue all the time, but he didn't expect that this young man came to rescue them. When he was still thinking about what this young man was going to do, he saw him raise his hand and easily put the spiritual power on his neck. The restraining collar was pinched to pieces, and he smiled at them softly, like the warm sun in March.

This is a child with great force, isn't that what they need?But he was a little bit reluctant, reluctant to push him into this political conspiracy.

After Jiang Xue pointed out to him where the swords were hidden, he silently waited for the spiritual power to be exhausted. The spirit returned to the body, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost invisibly.

At least, praying for you...