818 My Little Friends Who Suddenly Became Big Bosses

Huaniaojuan maintained this posture, raised his hands in Fusangshen's arms, and cheered, "Of course I do! I like traveling far away!"

As she said that, she suddenly puffed up her bun face, "Master Qingming also said that she would take me out to play, but every time it is later, a dishonest villain!"

Sanri Yue Zongjin was smiling softly at first, but suddenly when she heard the man's name, his face darkened immediately.

He seemed to have no intention of saying, "He seems to be very busy recently? I haven't seen him for several days."

Huaniaojuan nodded, "Master Qingming said that he had to live outside for a while due to work, and he brought Taotao with him, and he will not be back until a few days later."

"That's a pity, he can't go with us." Sanri Yuezong said shortly.

Huaniaojuan was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you waiting for Lord Qingming to come back?"

"I'm afraid we don't have so much time." Sanri Yuezong said in a low voice, "If you want to go, you should go early, otherwise you may not have a chance."

As he expected, Huaniaojuan hesitated, but when he heard the answer of refusal, he still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"If Master Qingming doesn't go, I won't go either."

"why?"

Sanri Yuezong couldn't help asking out the doubts in his heart.

Why do you like that human so much?

"Master Qingming said that there are many people outside who want to hurt me, and you can't go out casually when you are alone." Flower and Bird Scroll replied, "And, if we don't go out to play together, I will be very sorry."

Sanri Yue Zongjin said: "With me here, you will not be alone."

Huaniaojuan smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'll forget it."

"...Then what if I say, I have to go?" Mikazuki Zongjin stared closely at the eyes that fascinated him so much, "And I may not come back after I leave, even so, you Won't you come with me?"

When he said these words, Sanri Yuezong knew that he was just humiliating himself.

But he is not reconciled, not reconciled to saying nothing and not asking, so even if he leaves, this feeling will not disappear, it will only intensify, and finally become a huge stone in his heart, making him unable to breathe Come.

So he asked.

Seeing signs of hesitation and struggle in the girl's eyes, Mikami Tsukami felt strangely satisfied, and wanted to find Abe Seimei immediately, and then laughed wildly in front of that man.

——You are not the most important one to her.

How humble.

Huaniaojuan's eyes flickered with confusion, "Why didn't you come back? Is it because it's too far away?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin's eyes trembled slightly, he put the person in his arms down, leaned over to straighten her wrinkled clothes, and said, "I'm going home."

"Would you like to go back with me?"

Even if this is an act of changing history, Mikazuki Zongjin still wants to try it.

He didn't know what the world would be like without Huaniaojuan, and he didn't want to know.

He only knew that if he lost her, his heart would die, and only when he saw her again would he start beating again.

Too bad she didn't feel the same way.

Being rejected for the first time today, Mikazuki Zongjin was still not angry.

"I'm sorry." Huaniaojuan whispered in an uneasy tone.

Sanri Yuezong touched her head, "Don't tell me you're sorry, you didn't do anything to apologize to me."

He is too greedy.

Huaniaojuan pursed her lips, "But you are very sad because of me."

Sanri Yue Zongjin suddenly chuckled, "You want to make me happy? You only need to do one thing."

"Say it! I'll do anything—" Huaniaojuan paused, then changed his words, "I can do anything except go home with you!"

"Then, send me off."

Fu Sangshen stopped stroking back and forth with his hands, and his broad palm slowly moved down along the dark green hair. With just a light hook, a strand of long, smooth hair fell into his hands.

He grabbed the end of the long hair, lifted it to his mouth, and kissed lightly, "As long as you send me to Dajiangshan, I will be happy."

"only you."

Even Sanri Yue Zongjin had to admit that he was extremely selfish at that time.

Obviously she has already repeated that he can't go out alone, otherwise it will be dangerous, but he still insists that only in this way can he be happy.

Although there were two people in the past, if they did not meet familiar people or demons on the way back, Huaniaomaki could only return to Heianjing alone, and even if they were in danger, they would be alone and helpless.

But so what?

Sanri Yuezong recently thought that maybe the dark part of him hadn't been completely purified, otherwise his mind would be full of dark thoughts.

He also thought that if he unfortunately died on the way back and Huaniaojuan also died in an accident, they could live together in the afterlife.

Sanri Yue Zongjin threw away the peach blossoms that he picked up casually before and was playing with them in his hands. After landing, he raised his foot and crushed them. The peach blossoms that were originally lifeless were scattered in an instant, and some of them were stepped into the soil.

I almost forgot that there is no afterlife for monsters and fusangshen.

Just like this flower.

"Remember this place?"

Sanri Yuezong came under a tree recently, turned around and said to Huaniaojuan, "This is the place where we met for the first time."

"Remember." Huaniaojuan sighed, "You bled a lot, almost scared me to death!"

"You're talking nonsense again, Fu Sangshen doesn't bleed." Sanri Yue Zongjin retorted.

"That's scary too!" Huaniaojuan said loudly, "From this big opening to this one, the meat inside has been turned out, but no blood came out. I almost thought you were dead!"

She raised her hand in the shape of a knife, sliding from the left shoulder to the right, and ending at the waist, almost exactly the same as Fu Sangshen's wound that day.

Mikazuki Zongjin doesn't really like to recall what happened that day, except for the encounter with Huaniaomaki, he also encountered a terrible thing, which is something he still can't forget.

When he goes back, he might have to face that matter again, and he doesn't know which side the government of time will stand on.

Where else can I stand?

Sanri Yuezong sneered in his heart.

If the sword is gone, another one can be forged, but the god judge will die one less. If they dare to maintain the sword, there will be a god judge who wants to resign immediately without waiting for the next day.

You can't even guarantee your own safety, so what are you still doing here?

Knowing that he didn't like to talk about his past, Huaniaojuan only obeyed his curiosity at the beginning and asked him how he got hurt like this, but Sanriyuezong avoided talking about it.

Although the flower and bird rolls are curious, they are not particularly exuberant. After that, they have not mentioned this matter again. After Fu Sangshen recovered from his injury, he never took the initiative to talk about the issue of going home. .

After a long time, Huaniaojuan had forgotten that Mikazuki Zongjin would leave, that Ping'an capital was not his home, neither was Dajiangshan, he wanted to go back to that far away place that she didn't know.

Huaniaojuan subconsciously grabbed the clothes on her chest, and when Fu Sangshen pulled out the Taidao hanging at her waist, she turned her back directly, her eyes were tightly closed, and even her brows were wrinkled.

"Will you come back to see me?"

This is the second time she has asked this question.

Sanri Yuezong stopped drawing his sword.

"Oh, yes," he replied, "I will definitely come back to see you."

"you promise?"

"I promise."

"...I will miss you, Mikazuki."

Sanri Yuezong let out a low chuckle, "Me too."

——I'm already thinking about you.

Asahina stared blankly at Mikazuki Zongjin, who was so close in front of her. The tears swirling in her eyes blurred half of her vision. She blinked subconsciously. The tears just fell, but were wiped away by Fu Sangshen up.

"Sorry, I didn't go back to see you," he said, "but you also broke your promise."

You didn't live long enough for me to go back and see you.

As one of the five swords in the world, [Three Riyue Zongjin] has never lost its popularity among god judges. Whether it is his rarity, ability, or even beauty, all boys and girls yearn for him.

Therefore, when he pretended to be a lost wild [Sanri Yue Zongjin], and was found and taken back by the expedition team in the dungeon, the god judge almost wanted to beat the gongs and drums, and let him play for three days and three days. The firecrackers at night, just to celebrate my own Honmaru finally came [Mikazuki Sokami].

Facing the jealous but sincere welcome of other swords, Mikazuki Zongjin jokingly said, "It's really great to be alive."

The expressions of the god judges and the swordsmen are different, but they all have some sympathy.

The judge grabbed his hand, "It's all over, and it will be better in the future!"

Honmaru's Yingmaru also patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."

Sanriyue Zongjin forced himself not to wave this human hand away, and absently accepted the blessings and comforts from other 'companions'.

"This will be your home from now on!"

Stop talking nonsense, his home is not here.

It is said that what is not available is the best. Like most of the god judges, this god judge has the nature of liking the new and loathing the old. Although [Three Riyue Zongjin] is rare, it is no longer a sword that she has not got. For adult males, she prefers the little Zhengtai, so within a long time, she forgot about Sankayue Zongjin and concentrated on playing eagle and chicken with the short knives.

"Welcome to the Old Men's League." Ying Wan came out of nowhere, and patted his left shoulder like last time, with a teasing tone, "Don't be sad, everyone came here like this."

Sanri Yuezong smiled lightly and remained silent.

How can you be sad?

It would be nice not to cut off the woman's hand that touched him with a single knife, is it still sad?

Ah.

Everything seems to be back on track.

Weird.

"Strange, why is there no crescent moon in the illustration book?"

On the second day that Sanri Yuezong came to this homage, he revealed his identity as the master.

As the one who was interrogated as a prisoner in the middle, Sankayue Jinzong still maintained a faint smile, showing no fear at all.

"Don't be so nervous, grandpa, I won't do anything to you."

"What are you doing!"

The judge hadn't realized what was going on, she only saw the new knife she had been waiting for for a long time being bullied by the old knife in the pill, and suddenly she had a strange mentality of protecting the cub, and ran over angrily, trying to push it away The few on the outside, then entered the middle, stood in front of Sanri Yuezong, and warned them sharply not to bully their new friends.

The plan was good, but unfortunately there was a problem in the first step. The fusangshen seemed to have taken root under her feet. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move at all, and was half-forced to a distance by the short knife that she had always raised as her son.

"Who are you?" Yingwan changed from yesterday's kindness, her eyes were sharp as if she was looking at some enemy.

"I've been treated as an enemy." Sanri Yuezong touched his chin, "Yesterday we were sitting together drinking tea and chatting, but today he drew his sword against me, isn't it a bit too ruthless?"

He was answered by the sound of several other swords being drawn.

"Who the hell are you!" Yaki Hasebe snapped.

Sanri Yuezong could tell at a single glance that he was already a fully trained sword, no wonder he dared to stand in the front.

"Who is who? Isn't it Sanriyue?" The god judge was very puzzled by their words.

Sanri Yuezong tilted his head slightly, even if the swordsmen wanted to block him, he still met the eyes of the god judge.

"My name is Mikazuki Zongjin." He said, "but it's not your Mikazuki Zongjin."

He didn't even know whether this person was stupid or stupid, but he actually kept him after knowing that he had recognized the Lord, and even suppressed the voices of other swords wanting to report to the government of time by himself.

"He is a guest, how can you drive the guest away!"

Not to mention her swords, even Mikazuki Zongjin was very incomprehensible.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm an enemy?"

"Eh? Aren't swordsmen all good people, oh no, are they good swords?"

Mikazuki Zongjin was almost amused by her innocent speech.

Pressing Hasebe with a black face and taking his protagonist aside to do ideological education, the core of the theme is that he can't trust anyone outside, not even a sword!

After listening to Fu Sangshen's eloquent speech, the judge suddenly realized, "That's right, the enemy's sword is also a sword."

Just when Hasebe was smiling happily, she looked at Mikazuki Zongjin again and said doubtfully, "But the enemy swords are ugly. Sankayue is so pretty, so he can't be a bad guy, right?"

Good-looking people are not bad people, this is one of the creeds of most Yangou, unfortunately, she is also a Yangou.

Press-cut Hasebe: "..."

"you are annoying."

With a look of impatience, the judge pushed away the knife fight that wanted to drag her to the second round, and then, under the latter's heartbroken expression, walked in small steps to Sanri Yue Zongjin, looking at him with blinking eyes .

"Then are you willing to become my Mikazuki Zongjin?"

Sanri Yuezong's smile faded a bit, but his voice was as gentle as ever, "Your Sanri Yuezong is still waiting for you to take him back."

Although it can't be recorded in the knife account, the judge said that she still welcomes him to stay.

"As long as I see this face, I feel like I can have an extra bowl of rice tonight!"

Sanri Yuezong didn't have much place to go, so he naturally wouldn't refuse, "Thank you."

After receiving Fu Sangshen's sincere gratitude, the interrogator suddenly held his heart, "Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat!"

Then she was pulled away by the collar by the swords in Honmaru.

After confirming that he was not malicious, but that he really had nowhere to go, the attitude of other swords towards him was much better. Of course, compared with the initial enthusiasm, it was still much worse.

Mikazuki Zongjin didn't care, he didn't belong to the Honmaru and he couldn't participate in the battle. In order not to become what they said was a freeloader, he directly contracted the farm work in the Honmaru, skillfully sowing, weeding, watering, harvesting, and so on. .

The judge said: "You are still injured, how can you do this kind of heavy work? Anyway, there is no one now, so let's go to the hand room for treatment."

Being able to come out of the turbulent flow of time and space, it is naturally impossible for him to be unscathed.

Sanri Yue Zongjin pretended not to notice the little thought of the other party, shook his head and refused.

As long as all the spiritual power in Fu Sangshen's body comes from one person, then that person will be the master of Fusangshen, that is, recognize the master.

Hands entering the pool rely on spiritual power to operate, and whoever's main pill is whose spiritual power, if he really enters that pool, then his body will leave the spiritual power of the god judge, although it will not be strong To erase the imprint left by the flower and bird scroll and become his new master, but thinking of the other party's spiritual power existing in his body, Mikazuki Zongjin felt sick to his stomach.

Even if he doesn't receive treatment, he can recover slowly only with the spiritual power left in his body by the flower and bird scroll. Coupled with the special nature of the flower and bird scroll, it can replenish spiritual power even at a long distance, but it will be slower. It is more than enough to maintain the human form.

Swords can only become fusangshen if they have enough spiritual power, and vice versa, once they lose enough spiritual power to maintain their human form, they will turn back to ordinary swords.

The wild swords are specially prepared by the government of time for the god judges. As extra benefits, they are sent to various time and space in the form of human beings. It will be in the shape of a knife.

Knives are always more inconspicuous than people, but once they fall into the hands of ordinary people...how can a sword be used?

The possibility of being damaged in the form of a sword and losing its shape is still a trivial matter. If they are offered as works of art, then the holder will find that his collection has disappeared one day.

Where did the retrograde army come from?

All the judges will have such questions after taking up their posts.

What they want is figured out, but where do they come from?

Sanri Yuezong's previous god-inspector had studied this issue, and ordered them to arrest many retrograde troops for this reason.

After a period of experimentation, he came to a conclusion.

The retrograde army was transformed from the dark fallen sword.

Based on the difference in the appearance of the two, the god judge guessed that the retrograde army is the dark fallen knife that has completely lost its mind, and it can also be said to be the final form after the dark fall, but because there is no god judge who can replenish their spiritual power , will be weaker than the normal sword Fusangshen.

So here comes the question again, how come there are so many fallen swords?

There is a steady stream of quests from the Government of Time, and if you want, you can start out again after completing a trip, and occasionally bring back other lost swords.

The third question, where did these 'lost swords' come from?

Mikazuki Zongjin couldn't answer.

The man looked at Fu Sangshen, who was completely immobilized by the chains all over his body, and suddenly raised his head and laughed.

After laughing enough, he sighed with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and cast a mocking look of pity at Sanri Yuezong who had lost his former glory and was kneeling on the ground like a bereaved dog.

"Isn't it thrown out by your dear government of time?"

He said so.

So is it all a lie?

"...you're lying to me."

"Then consider me lying to you." The man sneered, "It's the last time anyway."

Sanri Yuezong stood up suddenly and wanted to rush towards him, but was restrained by the chains, so he could only stare at the man viciously.

"It's really scary eyes." The man took a few steps forward, leaned over and said to Sanriyue Zongjin, "I heard that the eyes will become cloudy after the dark fall, should I dig them out while they are still beautiful?"

Fu Sangshen struggled again, and the chain made a crisp sound when it collided, but it was still firmly fixed on the floor.

Appreciating the 'scenery' that made him physically and mentally happy, the man straightened up in satisfaction, walked to the side table and picked up the things placed on it.

That was the body of Mikazuki Zongjin.

He held the Taidao in his hand and played with it for a while, then grabbed the handle and pulled the blade out of the scabbard. The cold blade reflected the thin face of the man who hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

This small loss was nothing compared to what he was about to achieve.

The man casually reinserted the Taidao into the scabbard, then held it with one hand and came to another console. He quickly operated it a few times with his free hand, and the wall that was originally covered with various records began to slow down. Moving, all the papers were shaken down, and within a few seconds, a small secret room was displayed in front of Mikayue Zongjin.

The paper, which was regarded as a treasure by men before, was trampled on mercilessly by the same person at this time. Although there were no dirty marks left, it still showed that men did not care about these materials.

"You should be honored to be the first person to undergo this experiment." The man turned his back to Mikazuki Zongjin and said, "I was wrong, you are a knife, not a human being."

After finishing speaking, he sent out a malicious smile.

Sanri Yuezong has never stopped struggling, but his physical strength alone can't break the specially reinforced metal chain, and the only body that can help him break through such a predicament was also taken by the man. Before the isolation box.

As if he wanted Fu Sangshen to see his movements clearly, the man deliberately moved away from the front position, and he lifted the Taidao and placed it directly above the isolation box.

"Guess what I want to do?"

He shook the sword in his hand at Mikazuki Zongjin, and announced the answer without waiting for the other party's reply, "This is a good treasure that I have spent a lot of effort on, and it only takes a little bit to get you started!" dark fall."

"The previous experiments were all placed on the side. This time I want to try to see what it would look like to put the whole thing in. It must be very interesting."

"Are you looking forward to it too?"

In fact, Sanri Yue Zongjin couldn't remember clearly what happened after that.

When the main body was put into the strange substance, he fell face down directly. He didn't feel anything, and the pain disappeared. He didn't know how long it took before he heard a feminine male voice talking in his ear.

kill him.

Just kill him and everything will be over.