[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"Sorry……"

Izumi Mori Kanesada held up the knife and waved it with tears streaming down his face. The bright light of the knife reflected the smiling faces of his companions. The sharp blade cut across his friends' bodies, and Fusangshin fell down one after another in shock.

"why?"

"Kaneyake you..."

"Izumi Mori Kanesada!"

"stop it…"

There was a crisp sound of porcelain cracking, violent rubbing of tables and chairs, low growls of animals, clanging of swords and swords, bewildered cries of short knives, and horrified shouts of companions...

Izumi Mori Kanesada didn't seem to hear anything, he waved the knife dumbly, tears kept streaming down his face, the light of the knife was better than the snow, easily cut the flesh, the blade cut through the flesh, leaving a trail of bloodstains.

After a long time, the room gradually quieted down. All the fusangshen had died under the knife of Izumi Mori Kanesada. In the originally lively and warm inner room, only the dead bodies of the fusangshen were left.

Izumi Mori Kanesada seemed to wake up from the killing all of a sudden, he looked at the scene in front of him blankly, the sword of the main body slipped from his hand and landed on the floor with a crisp sound, but Izumi Mori Kanesada didn't care about it.

"Why...it's clearly a dream, why didn't you wake up?"

Whispering, he staggered forward, something under his feet caught the hem of his clothes, and Izumi Mori Kanesada was unsteady and almost fell, but fortunately, he reacted very quickly and supported something with his hands.

He lowered his head slightly, and found that what was holding him back was a hand. This hand was slender and white, and it was painted with bright red nail polish. The color was so dazzling that he couldn't help the physical tears from his eyes.

Izumi Mori Kanesada knelt on the ground, trembling almost speechless, even if he was absolutely sure that everything in front of him was fake, it was just a dream, and his companions had all disappeared long ago.Even so, killing them in the dream with his own hands is a great torture for Izumi Mori Kanesada.

"Qiyomi... Andy... Kunihiro..." Izumi Mori Kanesada's face was mixed with blood and tears, and his eyes were empty, "Why... why didn't I die!"

"Kane-san?" The black-haired Wakizawa's voice came with a smile on his face, and Izumi Mori Kanesada suddenly raised his head, looking in disbelief at the intact boy in front of him.

"Kun... Hiro?" His voice was hoarse and ugly, with great grief, and Izumi Mori Kanesada was cold all over, he felt the hand under his body moving, and an equally familiar voice complained.

"Hey, Kanesada, even if you're too happy to see Horikawa, you don't have to do that." The red-eyed beauty Dato glanced at him unhappy, while pulling his hand from under him, "I just painted my nails! It's going to be uncute!"

"Kyomitsu is an idiot" Yamato Shouan on the side gave him a white look, took California Qingguang's hand and returned to the seat, stuffed a whole bottle of nail polish on the black hair, "Kane-san didn't do it on purpose, just reapply it." alright"

"Hahaha, very good, very good, really full of energy and Izumi Shou" San Riyue sat on a white unidentified object with a cup in his hand, and laughed while holding the cup.

"Guangfang... help!" The white unknown object under him stretched out a hand weakly from under the old man's long johns of Sanriyue, screaming angrily, and the candlestick beside him hurriedly held the hand All the peony cakes were stuffed into Zhang Gubu, who rushed forward and dug him out from under Sanriyue.

"Mr. Crane should be more careful! Jokes must be moderate!"

"Hey! Xiaoguang, you can see clearly that San Riyue did it first!"

"Hahaha, grandpa doesn't understand at all."

Izumi Mori Kanesada froze in place, he looked down at his hands, fair and slender, with a mess of red on the nails, except for this, there were no scars or blood, but he clearly remembered that Kunihiro's blood just now The hands are soaked, stained with sin and dirt that cannot be washed away.

"Kane-san, are you okay?" Horikawa Kunihiro looked directly at him worriedly, the pale face of Izumi Mori Kanesada was reflected in those clear blue eyes, as beautiful as the clear sky.

Izumi Mori Kanesada looked at the past, and there was a moment of anticipation that this was not a dream, even if it was a dream, he also had an urge to immerse himself in this place, a world with Kunikiro and everyone, so beautiful that he couldn't restrain himself Heart.

"What should I do... Kunihiro..." Izumi Mori Kanesada didn't continue to look at anyone, he stared at the body that had returned to his waist at some point, and muttered to himself.

"I can't kill you guys again...I can't do it"

……

In an inner room very similar to the one in the dream, a few slightly illusory little figures are staying here. They kneel and sit on the ground obediently, looking at the light that exudes a faint divine power in front of them without blinking. Mirror, the light mirror shows the scene in the attic of the examiner.

"Can-san!"

Seeing the painful expression on the face of Izumi Mori Kanesada who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, the black-haired and blue-eyed Wakizashi couldn't help but rushed forward, bumping his head into the light mirror in front of him for some unknown reason, staggering passed through.

"bang"

The daggers who were sitting obediently by the side hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands, unable to bear to look at Wakizashi who fell on his face, Ran and Imamu secretly opened the slits between his fingers, turned his curious eyes, and stared at the dejected Wakizawa and Nyuwei also followed them to peek together.

Seeing his compatriots imitating his younger brothers, covering their eyes and peeking, without any intention of taking responsibility at all, Gukuu Toshiro couldn't help but sigh.Saya, who was helpless and childish like other knives, stepped forward and helped Horikawa Kunihiro who was stunned.

"...Don't rush up casually." Xiaoye Zuowen stared at the black-haired Wakizawa with a dazed expression very seriously, and said slowly, "The lord said that we want us to stay here."

"Master?" Horikawa Kunihiro grasped the title keenly. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Ye seriously, "Please tell me, what happened?"

"Why, I will come back to life?" Horikawa Kunihiro pursed his lips, and seemed to be a little bit unbearable to continue asking, "Why... are you still alive? Obviously... we are all broken."

The black-haired Wakizashi had a sad expression on his face, but he continued, "You just said that the lord...is her...have you come up with a new way to play it? Can't you even get rid of death? "

"And Kanesan... the master, what did she do to Kanesan?" There were tears in Horikawa Kunihiro's clear blue eyes, and the expression on the black-haired Wakizawa's face was full of fear and resentment.

"It's clearly agreed... as long as I can please her, I will let Jiansang go, right?"

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel ww

废物不说话扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-07-1115:09:50

读者“蛋糕酱炖小天皇”，灌溉营养液+202017-07-0717:24:29

Look, I let out the Horikawa cherub!

The promised grandpa and crane ball also came out!

I feel so great!

In the middle of writing, there was a sudden wind and thunder outside

It's almost as if some fellow Taoist is crossing the catastrophe nearby!

Obviously, it's so hot that it's going to die, and there's no meaning of rain

In the evening, there was a sudden strong wind, heavy rain and thunder =-=