[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

The life of each knife begins with flames. During calcination and smashing, it fades away little by little, and turns everything into that warm and colorful color. It is formed in the hands of extraordinary knife craftsmen, and has been tempered by blood and fire. Refining, measuring the distance between time and land, and finally disappearing in the flames, or being enshrined on a gorgeous knife holder and rewarded by ginseng.

At the time of destruction, whether it is a short sword, a wakizashi, a sword, a sword or a big sword, it is actually the same.

The malice from the lord made the young body tremble slightly, and the hand that used to caress Fu Sangshen's long orange hair stretched out to his body at this moment, and the irreversible will and great strength were added to the knife. On his body, the beautiful Chaos Blade wailed sadly and broke into two pieces.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, followed by a sense of despair caused by being broken by the lord. Such a sense of despair is more unbearable than physical pain.

"Blade of Infidelity"

"The Knife of Rebellion Against the Lord"

"Isn't Yoshimitsu's short knife never hurting the master's blade of loyalty? Don't be kidding"

"Oh... that's too much... But, did I really tarnish Yoshimitsu's honor?"

With a beautiful face and long orange hair, Fu Sangshen hugged his knees tightly, and sat down in a dark corner with tears streaming down his face. His beautiful long hair was scattered behind him, and there were tears in his blue eyes. The military uniform wrapped his body, making him look more like a girl.

"Yiqi Ni...Yakuken...I'm sorry, it's my fault, woo..." Ranto Shiro whimpered softly, hugging himself tighter, as if he could hypnotize himself in this way.

Suddenly, a faint light of fire jumped out in the darkness. The golden flame carried a trace of inclusive warmth, which made the dagger, who had been in this empty darkness for an unknown period of time, open his eyes wide, and couldn't help leaning forward slightly touch.

Luan's slender fingers carefully stroked the edge of the flame, and he stared at the flame obsessively. The golden flame seemed to expel the emptiness and fear of being alone in the dark at once. Embracing this golden flame.

"Sleep, wake up, everything is over"

The gentle voice full of helplessness surrounded him with the flames, and he seemed to fall into an embrace as warm as the flames in a trance. He struggled to open his sleepy eyes, and met a pair of equally gentle and clear blue eyes. Eyes, and then fell into a warm dream.

……

The tall cedar trees are tied with knots that symbolize the god tree. The red leaves in front of Fudodo Hall are the same as before. The long night lights on both sides of the steps are dimmed. Walking through the tangled tree roots, the long silver haired The tall man stood there with his eyes slightly closed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, this big sword that was once enshrined to Mount Kurama and used as a prayer to the gods and Buddhas slightly opened his long and narrow red eyes, he turned around gently, and lowered his head slightly , the twinkling eyes are clear to the bottom.

"Master Shenming" Fu Sangshen saluted gracefully, his gestures were full of elegance and gentleness brought from the Heian era, and there was a gentle smile on the pretty face of the Santiao family.

"You are here to pick up the dagger, right?" The big dagger nodded affirmatively. He knelt on the ground, raised his hands, and offered a beautifully decorated dagger. His neck curved gracefully, The gold rings on the ankles collided slightly and made a crisp sound.

Tian Yuchuan remained silent, he frowned slightly and looked at the illusory silver-haired man in front of him, and after a while he reached out to take the short knife that was in the man's hand, "What do you want?"

Odachi smiled quietly, with a tenderness that can see through the years on his beautiful face, "Actually... seeing you, my lord, I know that I don't need to ask for anything more."

"It's just... my lord, please take care of my younger brothers a little bit." The handsome silver-haired man lowered his gentle red eyes with a little worry, "Although at their age, I'm afraid they don't need a brother anymore... But, Sure enough, I still don’t worry about it.”

"I left too early. Even if I know that they are all strong people who can stand on their own now, I still worry. Shiqie... Xiaohu... Yanrong... Sanriyue, they are all too headstrong. If possible, please take care of them a little bit. them"

A sad smile of nostalgia flashed across the corner of Odachi's mouth, and he bowed softly, calmly and gracefully, "Imaken, thank you for your gift"

Tian Yuchuan looked at the gradually dissipating figure of the Odachi, and finally sighed softly, "I promise you... go away, the blade of non-existence"

The silver-haired man showed a wish-fulfilling smile and completely disappeared into the air.

……

"It is said that there was a wanderer in Yuanzhou who left behind a one or two-year-old child after his death. His wife went to Jingu to sell the knife. However, she was attacked and killed in Xiaoye's Zhongshan, and the knife was lost. The wife's younger sister took care of the child. responsibility, and often told him the story of his mother being killed. After the child grew up, he became a disciple of Kakegawa’s knife grinder. One day, a ronin brought a Zuomonji knife to grind it, and said that he had died in Xiaoye Zhongshan a few years ago. Took the knife from a woman and killed her without hesitation. The disciple took the knife on the spot to avenge his mother.①”

"My name is Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen. My name comes from the Waka of Master Xixing, but it has nothing to do with the Fengya in the mouth of Song Xiandian."

""歳たけて又越ゆべしとおもいきや明なりけりさいきやの中山", even such an elegant waka, can not change my existence. It is a revenge drama full of blood and resentment"

With his back against the Weeping Stone at Night, the little blue-haired boy has a calm expression, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes look a bit fierce, but on his cute face, it seems that the owner of the eyes is like a kitten, staring fiercely In fact, it is an incredible little milk cat with a soft heart.

He raised his head, his eyes were serious, as if he was not affected by what happened before, "Do you need me to avenge you too?"

"No..." the blond god sighed, reached out and rubbed the hard blue ponytail of the boy's hair, he lowered his head, looked at the boy's serious look and smiled softly.

"This is the first time someone has said they want to avenge me"

"But no need, my enemy... I've already eaten it all up." Tian Yuchuan smiled, not aware of the terrible words he said, and the blue-haired boy nodded heavily as if he didn't care .

"Well, catch the enemy and eat it for you" Xiaoye Zuowenzi's eyes were bright, as if making an oath, Tian Yuchuan stared at him for a while, and found that the boy in front of him was actually serious, he couldn't help it He started laughing loudly, leaning forward and backward while laughing, without any proper demeanor.

After a long time, the blond-haired man finally stopped laughing. He wiped away the water droplets that naturally overflowed from the corners of his eyes, gently hugged the blue-haired boy, buried his face in the boy's blood-stained hair, and paid the funeral with a short knife. The quality of God's hair is not very good, but he is very satisfied.

"Then it's settled. If Xiaoye breaks her promise, I will eat her..." Tian Yuchuan rubbed Xiaoye's short hair on the left, and there was a touch of divine gold in his slightly lowered eyes.

"I'm Amanokawa-san, you can call me Amanokawa... Saya, from now on, you will be my sword"

The author has something to say: ①A revenge story about Xiaoye Zuowen, which was found on Baidu