The sword men don't know when Yayoi Komaeda's patience will disappear, but the four of them feel that they probably can't wait, because before that, they will die of exhaustion at 7-4.

"I don't think this is going to work."

As the only Taidao, Tsurumaru was full of bitterness and wanted to pour it out. He thought he had won a gold medal for avoiding death, but he never expected that it was a life-threatening talisman wrapped in a gorgeous coat.

Have you ever seen an unspecialized Taidao go to the night battle map to fight for his life?

Although the strength of the two Taidao Fusangshen is far superior to similar swords, they are only 7 maps, and they really cannot be dealt with simply by being strong.

But Yayoi Komaeda, a ruthless judge, could do it. When Tsurumaru tried to protest, he frowned slightly, with an expression of "can't it be so simple?"

—Of course I can’t, my dear brother!

And I don't know why, seeing Komaeda's somewhat melancholy expression, they agreed to each other's request in a daze, except for the rest time, they stayed at 7-4 all day, and when they were hungry and tired, they just opened it and dropped it As soon as I ate the bento, I instantly regained my spirit.

However, the heart is very tired, very very tired, so tired that it is clear that there are flowers floating, but everyone is exhausted as if they were fished out of the water, and they don’t want to eat. Damn, fell into a deep sleep.

"That god judge is not human, and although we are not human either, we are still a little more human compared to him."

The white-haired Taidao muttered for a long time, Yaken squeezed the space between his brows, and raised his hand to stop the other party: "You still say tongue-twisters at this time, just say what you think."

"We need a real break."

Tsurumaru breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded firmly: "It's not the kind of tired dog who comes back to lie down and sleep, it's the double release of body and mind, and if I go out again, my spirit will collapse."

Candlestick Kiri, who received the hell training together with Tsurumaru, looks obviously old, his withered and yellow hair is a little dull and forked, and his eyes are also blue and purple, obviously he hasn't recovered from exhaustion.

"The gap between the tachi and the short sword is too great."

Then the gap between the extremely short and extremely short is even greater. When Yaoyan and Wuhutui have become accustomed to hiding beside the retrograde army and killing the enemy with a single blow, the two of them are still working hard to learn how to be light Without disturbing the patrol soldiers, they climbed over the city wall.

Out of ten times they sneaked inside, seven times they would be discovered because the two of them did not move in time.

Then the group was forced to start a brutal route to massacre the city, killing all the NPCs who saw their tracks, and maintained the fighting method of not being aggressive until the king's point.

If it wasn't for the quest that clearly states that the King Point NPCs must survive, they would definitely have killed those NPCs with frightened expressions.

Because the men with swords and swords covered in blood really don't look like good people.

Honmaru only had daytime, and the battlefield only had night, so the concept of time was messed up, so only Yayoi Komaeda still maintained her own biological clock, went back to Honmaru to rest regularly, and brought back those fusangshen who were so tired that they were out of shape.

"Brother Yaoyan, I also feel very hard."

The five tigers turned pale, and their originally clear eyes were now a little cloudy: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have sneaked out with Brother Yiqian on my back, woo woo woo, this is hell, woo woo woo..."

Yaoyan Fuer, it is impossible to send his younger brother back now. He has a shallow memory of life on the battlefield, and most people think he is a combat veteran, with extremely short abilities and extraordinary abilities, so he can withstand it.

"I will explain the situation to the judge."

Calculating the time for the flowers to renew, it was also the time for Yayoi Komaeda to wake up. They woke up half an hour early on purpose, just to reach an agreement before departure, expressing their desire not to go out for battle today.

It should be counted as a wish.

"Going to Wanwu?"

Yayoi Komaeda looked at Yaken Toshiro, who was kneeling and sitting in front of him, with his head lowered, as if embarrassed by what he just said.

He always thought that these "viruses" that are despised by the main system should be very resistant to contact with ordinary players and ordinary Fusangshen NPCs...

But this also catered to Komaeda's thoughts, he nodded and agreed to the travel plan.

"Okay, I'll let them know."

Yaoyan himself breathed a sigh of relief, the result met all of their expectations, it couldn't have been better.

"But there is only one sword man who can go to Wanwu with the god judge." Komaeda reminded Yaoken, "Of course, if you don't want to go, I can do it by myself."

The villain in his heart was crying, Yao Yan didn't know why he forgot such an important game rule, he understood now, those three people clearly set him up.

After all, he Yaken Toshiro is today's valet and captain, and it's only natural to accompany the judge to go out.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more gentle, Yao Yan moved his finger bones, and made a crisp sound: "If you don't want to be seen by other god judges, you can use the imperial paper to cover your face."

"Don't worry, it won't block your view."

After Yaoken left, Yayoi Komaeda took out the Royal Spirit Paper presented by the system from the inventory. It was a simple piece of white paper with only the word "trial" written in the center of it.

It is also a one-time prop, it will be discarded after one use, of course it has advantages, as long as the user is not willing to take it off, no one or Fu Sangshen can defy this wish and succeed.

Komaeda slapped the paper on his forehead, and the highly recognizable face was blocked behind the paper, and the parts that could be seen, such as the chin and the side face, were also covered with a layer of fog, making it hard to see clearly.

The practicality of this thing is quite high.

Considering the possible occasions, Komaeda wiped the paper silently, and a piece of the same Royal Spirit Paper appeared in his hand, no different from the one pasted on his face.

It would be nice to have such a handy tool in reality.

In that way, there is no need to deliberately change clothes, just stick a piece of paper, and everything will be fine.

On the other side, Yaoken, who was screaming from the Taidao beating, felt relieved. He glanced at Tui who was sitting on the side, and successfully got a timid smile in response.

"Then I'll go out with the judge, and you all should rest at home."

"If something happens, please contact me immediately, okay?"

The three of them nodded obediently, watched Yaoyan recover from an adult figure to the appearance of a dagger, changed into inner suits and went out.

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