Moon God Kaguya

Basically all the sword men in Honmaru gathered in the courtyard where the teleportation device was installed, and watched them off.

Utasen Kanesada changed into his battle uniform, and beside him stood the God Judge of the Honmaru.

Hilariously, Pai Pai came up and said that he wanted to go together, Genda Xing persuaded: "I will be back soon, don't worry, there is no one in Shizheng who can beat your master."

Thinking of his master's unscientific force value, Luan Moran couldn't say that he wanted to protect his master.

Yiqi stepped forward to pull away the reluctant Luan, "Sorry my lord, Luan is wayward."

"It's okay, it's normal for a child to act like a baby, I like it very much when he acts like a spoiled child to me," Yuki Genada smiled, he really likes children very much, they are super kawaii, the premise is not the kind of brat who is annoying.

Oh, sure enough, the short knives of Honmaru are so obedient, especially Saya, who is very obedient.

Genda Yuki nodded to Kasen Kanesada who had been patiently waiting for him, and said, "Let's go."

"Good my lord."

Utasen Kanesada started to turn the teleportation device, and the things that rotated on it were things Genda Yuki didn't understand, and then the teleportation device flashed a golden light, and the figure of a knife and a man disappeared in the courtyard.

Sanri Yuezong, who had been waiting here for a long time, held a cup of hot tea close by, and there were refreshments and a bag of scented tea within reach of his hands.

The gathered Fu Sangshen left in twos and threes, and when Yao Yan turned around, he saw the bag of scented tea, which was somewhat familiar.

Is that the scented tea that the general likes to drink?

Thinking about what the general put into his arms before coming here, it should be scented tea, and it turned out to be for Mr. Sanriyue.

The feeling of dizziness disappeared, and Genda Yuki opened his eyes and saw many scientific researchers in white coats hurrying to and fro. Some people would look at Genda Yuki more curiously, but they didn't wonder why he appeared here.

Every day at the Political Headquarters, there are judges who bring Fu Sangshen to the headquarters to report the situation. They may also regard Genda Yuki as the judge who came to report. It is completely unexpected that this judge who can compete with Fu Sangshen in appearance is here to find fault .

Genda Xing glanced at the very technological environment inside Shizheng, turned his head to the song fairy holding the knife and asked, "Can you feel it? The breath of the former scumbag god judge."

Song Xian felt it attentively, and shook his head regretfully, "I only feel the master's spiritual power."

"That's troublesome," Genda Yuki frowned, "There are so many humans around, we can't find them one by one, it's a waste of time."

Song Xian: "Master, why don't you walk around, as long as I'm close to that man, I can sense it."

Genda Yuki nodded and stepped forward: "It's the only way, let's go."

Song Xian followed behind her master step by step, looking at people passing by one after another with sharp eyes, making them confused.

What's the situation, there's something wrong with Zhen Gexian's eyes when looking at people, it's so stinging.

Ge Xian slowed down and stared at a middle-aged man.

Genda Xing was surprised, stopped, and looked over with Kashen's gaze, "Is that man the one you're looking for?"

Song Xian shook his head, "No, it's just that he has the aura of the former god judge, very strong, but it's not him."

Genda Xing was thoughtful: "It can't be a relative, right? Only people who are related by blood can get close."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to leave, Genda Yuki raised his eyebrows, and winked at Gexian, "Follow him." Maybe you can find your target without much effort.

There were a lot of people walking on this road, Genda Yuki looked left and right like a bumpkin, and occasionally glanced at the middle-aged man to make sure he didn't lose track of him, and the middle-aged man didn't even turn his head, as if he was right. Shizheng is confident that nothing can hurt him here.

Staring at him, he went upstairs and entered a room. At the top of the stairs sat a female receptionist with a red cross marked on the counter.

"That's the medical room." Song Xian's tone was affirmative, "It seems that the medicine research has been very serious, otherwise I wouldn't be living here until now."

Genda Yuki raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, the target is in that room, that middle-aged man may be his reliance, just by looking at it, he can tell he is a hot chicken." Weakly chirping.

Song Xian followed Genda Yuki up the stairs, part of her attention was focused on the woman with lipstick on the counter, seeing that she was quiet, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that the inspection of the medical room is not strict.

Genda Yuki didn't know what Gexian was thinking. He walked to the door of the room where the middle-aged man entered, raised his hand to grab the doorknob, and opened it with a light twist.

Opening the door, a strong smell of disinfectant came to his face, he twisted his nose lightly, Genda Yuki pursed his mouth, he didn't like the smell very much.

On the door of the room was the words medical room. I thought the inside was just like the real world, just an ordinary inpatient room. Unexpectedly, when I opened it, there was a whole road inside, with rooms not far apart on both sides, marked with One, two, three, and so on.

Ge Xian calmed down and felt it, and said to Genda Yuki: "Master, it's in Room [-]."

Hearing Gexian's words, Genda Yuki smiled, and Ci Lala led Gexian to Room No. [-], ready to make trouble.

The door of the room was opened, and the expressions of the two people talking inside were inexplicable. Looking at the young stranger who was laughing at the door, he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The middle-aged man said, "Who are you looking for?"

"One resident in one ward, who do you think I'm looking for?"

Hearing the meaning of finding fault in Genda Yuki's tone, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said bluntly: "We don't know your little friend, so we didn't do anything to apologize to you."

After speaking, he was not sure, and glanced at his nephew who was lying on the hospital bed and liked to find trouble for nothing.

Seeing his uncle looking at him, Hidegoro dismissed it regardless of whether he had done it or not, "No, no, I've never seen this little brother." He was telling the truth.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, and turned to Genda Yuki who was unmoved: "You heard me, we don't know you."

Genda Yuki nodded with a smile, and said in a serious tone: "You're right, we didn't know each other before, but—"

Get out of the way and let Song Xian who is blocking the door come in, "Is it impossible for you not to know him?"

Hidegoro froze, and secretly glanced at Utama Kanesada who stepped into the door, hid the disgust in his eyes, and replied: "There are many Honmaru in Shizheng, Uta Sen Kanesada is a sword that is easy to drop, of course I know it, but this It can't explain anything, this Fu Sangshen should be the little brother's swordsman, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Oh?" hesitantly asked: "It seems that Mr. is a noble person who forgets things too much. He forgot everything not long after being backlashed. His memory is not good. He needs to eat more walnuts to nourish his brain."

Hearing something wrong in Genda Yuki's words, Hidegoro thought of something in his mind, forced a smile and said: "I didn't understand what you were talking about, I'm tired, little brother should leave quickly."

Does he know something, why he said such words, and that Fu Sangshen, looking at his eyes, wanted to kill him, the more he looked, the more he felt familiar, Xiu Goro's back was sweating coldly, thinking that he should hurry up and kill him drive away.

Looking at the smirk on Hidegoro's stiff face, he knew what good things his nephew had done, but he was his only family member, so he still gave him a tail, deleted all the information about his Honmaru, and cut off his nephew. The contract completely turned that Honmaru into an abandoned Honmaru. Anyway, there are many Honmaru supervised by current affairs. Every day, many Honmaru disappear or are found and destroyed by the retrograde army, and this one is not bad.

Genda Yuki raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at Shugoro whose face was turning pale with a half-smile, "I came today to settle accounts."

Walking up to the hospital bed, Yuki Genda said frankly, "You're right, I'm a new trialer, and I just took over a Honmaru, but it's a pity that it hasn't been entered into the political database yet. My Honda is a full-scale Honmaru. The coordinates of this pill are C37, do you have any impression, the former judge of God.

Shugoro's pupils contracted, and the hairs stared at by Genda Yuki stood on end, and he murmured softly, "B37...B37..."

Throat dry and stiff, looking up at the uncle with a bad face, Hidegoro cried, "Uncle, uncle, Bing 37 is from my previous Honmaru..."

"No," Hidekuro interrupted, "My nephew had a Honmaru before, not B-37, because of lack of spiritual power, he has now resigned."

His face was ugly and he stared at his nephew, who had more than revealed the matter. Hidekuro was glad that he broke up quickly and almost exposed. Although he has some influence in current affairs, he is only a civil servant, and he is not big enough to intervene in handling Honmaru. Don't be skinned, and even lose your job.

The smile on Genda Yuki's face was playful, and he said with interest: "Oh? Is that so, what a pity..."

"I don't believe it."

Genda Yuki's character is a bit defensive, since the Honmaru belongs to him now, and no one can move his things and get away unscathed, his knife has identified you, and that is you.

There must be a price!