[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"...In short, no matter what, don't provoke that lord..." Yaken was speechless for a while, he couldn't explain what happened before, so he could only give up and continue explaining.He looked into Hachisuka's eyes seriously, and said every word, "No matter what happens...don't provoke him"

Hachisuka stopped in his tracks, Fu Sangshen with long pink and purple hair narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked at Yaoken quietly, Fu Sangshen with black hair and short sword looked very serious, with some urgent prayer and awe, Hachisuka was speechless for a moment, he realized that Yaoken was seriously admonishing him.

The good-looking Da Dao Fu Sangshen sighed and agreed, "Although I don't know what happened, and you don't want to say it, but I believe you, Yaoken, I will go back and talk to Kanesada, and give up the temptation."

"Thank you." Yaken's fingers loosened, and his tense body relaxed slightly. If Hachisuka refused to agree, he would force him to agree to give up even if he stabbed him. He was beaten to death because of an adult, and Yaken couldn't reveal the identity of that adult. Fortunately, Hachisuka has always trusted him, otherwise Yaken would not know what he should do.

"...It seems that the god judge must be very strong, in various senses." Hachisuka was silent for a while, and said meaningfully, "But that's fine, the other two guys will come back tomorrow, when the time comes Let's meet the God Judge together." Looking at the blank ceiling, his tone was hollow, "No matter what the ending is, let's try to face it."

Yaken felt a little sad seeing Hachisuka's appearance, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, completely relieved.He understands the temper of the real Kotoru, and since Hachisuka said so, he will never attack again. As for the other katana——Kanesada is always very persuasive, as long as Hachisuka doesn't take the lead, If you think about it, nothing will happen... right?

"Ah...don't! Don't!"

Just as the two Fu Sangshen were talking calmly and the other knives were sleeping peacefully, a shrill scream resounded through Honmaru, accompanied by a voice they were all familiar with. It was the sound of the knife that did not shed tears even when experiencing the deepest pain, and the choked sobbing sound made them hear clearly.

Yao Yan realized that he had relaxed too early, his face was extremely ugly, and Hachisuka's face on the opposite side also changed slightly, the two of them looked at each other, and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Fu Sangshen with two swords stood up at the same time, and ran towards the residence of the god judge at the fastest speed.

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Time turns back to several hours ago.

Tian Yuchuan smiled and sent away the cute little tiger and the black-haired dagger who looked at him hesitantly but said nothing. Dian Dao hurried back to their own room, and then walked slowly towards the attic in the center of Honmaru.

Tian Yuchuan walked into the attic that originally belonged to the last God-inspector. There is a lot of space here. Most of the mottled light-colored wallpaper on the wall has peeled off, leaving large and suspicious stains on the wall. The floor is very clean. , it can be seen that someone often comes to clean it. This discovery made him raise his eyebrows, and he has a deep concept of the stubbornness of the sword Fusangshen's nature.

Walking into the room, what you see is a huge screen, which is painted with a distorted floating world and embroidered with the pattern of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts. It looks very eerie when matched with the surrounding environment. Most of the furniture in the room has been chopped into pieces. The surviving ones also bore a large number of knife marks, venting a kind of angry darkness to him.

Tian Yuchuan frowned, he waved his hand to call out the flame, and the golden flame circled around the room, easily expelling the disgusting atmosphere here, the furniture and walls in the room were equally patronized by the golden flame Fan, was burnt clean.

Soon, only Amomigawa himself was left in the room—and the big sword that seemed to be placed in the center of the room.

The blond man's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to observe the knife lying motionless on the knife holder.

It was a graceful and slender Odachi, more than seven feet long, and it might be taller than a human being when it was erected. The extremely bright red sword was decorated with golden patterns, and he sat quietly on the knife rest. On the ground, even the flame just now failed to wake him up, nor did it affect him a bit.

Amanogawa looked at Fusangshen sleeping in the sword through the body of the sword. He felt that this sword was more like a god wandering in the world than many gods he had seen, as if it had never existed in the world. In the mortal world, even though you are in the secular world, your heart still stands on the clouds and overlooks it quietly.

He gently took down the extremely beautiful Odachi, pulled out the blade, and waved it tentatively a few times. The bright light of the sword reflected the man's blue eyes, and the sharp blade created a gust of wind in the room.

Tian Yuchuan sighed, put the knife back into the sheath, and put him on the knife holder again. Even such a movement could not wake up Fu Sangshen who was sleeping in the knife. What's the trouble, but what does it have to do with him?

He just responded to the requirements of the law and treated the darling of this world better to make up for what he got from the law.He will not do the rest of the superfluous things.

Thinking of this, Tian Yuchuan lowered his eyes, and the golden flames on his fingertips condensed. Soon, a soft couch similar to that in the courtyard in the afternoon but more gorgeous and exquisite appeared in the room. Tian Yuchuan yawned and lay down. go up.

Before falling asleep, he squinted slightly, glanced out of the window, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile that was not a smile, then he closed his eyes in an old way, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant, as if he had no idea how dangerous this place was. .

It was late at night, and Honmaru was pitch black. The moon was completely covered by black clouds, and there was not even a little light.

In the room where Tian Yuchuan was sleeping, a figure stood there quietly. He was tall, standing silently in front of the couch, staring at the sleeping blond man with a pair of eyes that couldn't see clearly. Hidden under the feathers were his hands tightly holding the knife, his slender fingers were still smeared with extremely bright red nail polish, and his face was full of distorted excitement and trembling.

The black-haired Fu Sangshen cautiously approached the man on the soft couch who seemed to be ignorant of his situation. He lifted his hem slightly, drew out his body knife and raised it high, with the blade facing Amomikawa's eyes.

Fu Sangshen stared at Tian Yuchuan closely. The new God Judge seemed to be exhausted from the day's experience. Even if Fu Sangshen put the sword around his neck, he still didn't wake up.

Pain and struggle flashed in Fu Sangshen's eyes, he opened his mouth silently, as if he was enduring some irresistible pain, his fingers were trembling, and the blade was moving over the head of the god judge, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed. Fu Sangshen seemed to have finally made up his mind. His eyes were cold and stern, and he struck down with all his strength, just in time to chop off the head of the judge.

Fu Sangshen heaved a sigh of relief, he was dripping with sweat, showing a disapproving and disdainful smile, "What a powerful God judge, no, it's nothing more than that."

Saying this, Fu Sangshen turned around and was about to leave, without noticing the weird smile on the head of the judge behind him.

The author has something to say: Today's update is here

Ahhh, I wrote for a long time today, because the author fell into the pit while checking the information, and then couldn't help but read it and write

By the way, I also played a few dice with people =-=

Sure enough, procrastination is a serious problem, and it has been delayed until now. . .

Every day I have a feeling that what I write is very bad =-=