[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"The morning dew is rushing day by day, lingering and turning with the rice grains, and being lost for a moment"②

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Black mist slowly flows in the air. The source of the black mist is the black-haired knife kneeling in the center of the inner room. The originally warm and peaceful inner room is now full of sword fragments and the corpses of companions. .

Izumi Mori Kanesada just knelt in the ominous pool of blood numbly, his crow-feather black hair sticking to his ears in a mess, his face was extremely pale, and there were two knives stuck on the floor in front of him.

One is a finely crafted Dao. The sword is engraved with Kajiba Tang ink and looks like a plum blossom. The bright blade seems to be intact, but there are tiny scratches all over the inside. The inscription of "All are strong in the front". ①

The other Wakizashi was inserted beside the sword as if snuggling up. The red scabbard was scattered on the ground, and the body of the sword was full of cracks. I don't know if the red color on the scabbard is its true color or it belongs to this sword. The blood of Fusangshen on the knife was stained.

The black-haired Dato Fusangshen's eyes were empty and numb. He was kneeling in the blood, but his body was not stained with blood. There were broken swords everywhere around him, and there were knife marks everywhere in the inner room. And Izumi Mori Kanesada There was no injury on his body.

"Sa... Tata"

The sound of cloth rubbing and light footsteps came, and the black hair kneeling on the ground hung his head numbly, without any reaction, he just stayed there quietly, waiting for another backtracking, once again... kill everyone.

Tian Yuchuan frowned slightly and looked at the scene in front of him. He rubbed his forehead with a headache. He never thought that using some special items against Sangshen would have such consequences.If he had known that the spiritual world of these knife spirits was so fragile, he would never have solved the problem with such a simple and crude method.

Now... Amomigawa looked at the large black mist that condensed above Izumi Mori Kanesada's head, and the thick blood under his body, which almost covered the entire inner room.It was hard for Tian Yuchuan to imagine how many dreams and how many people this sword had experienced and how many people it had killed in just a few minutes.

Amomikawa walked behind Izumi Mori Kanesada, stepped on the thick bright blood with his white bare feet, and a layer of extremely shallow golden flames separated him from the dirty inner room.He was a little helpless to find that Fu Sangshen in front of him was completely immersed in his own world, and did not respond to his arrival. Tian Yuchuan was a little helpless. He thought until the scene in front of him changed again.

The knife marks all over the room disappeared little by little, the chopped utensils automatically gathered together, the blood flowed back to the knife body, and the figures of the Fusangshen gradually gathered, everything returned to its original state in a short time.

The black-haired and blue-eyed Wakizashi boy looked at Izumi Mori Kanesada with eyes full of dependence and trust, and he called the black-haired swordsman in surprise, with a smile on his face, "Kane-san! You're here!"

Kneeling on the ground, the stiff black-haired Da Dao raised his head little by little. He seemed to be awakened by this familiar voice, and intense pain flashed in his originally empty and numb eyes.

Da Dao Fu Sangshen stood up, his originally straight back turned out to be a little bent.Izumi Mori Kanesada pursed his lips tightly, and without saying a word, he pulled out the only remaining exquisite knife stuck in the ground, waved the knife expressionlessly, and slashed at the threat in front of him that he had been thinking about for a long time. Difference.

The disbelief and vague trust in Horikawa Kunihiro's eyes froze at this moment, and the exclamation and stopping sounds not far away also disappeared at the same time.Izumi Mori Kanesada did not see the bright red blood rising as expected, the blood belonging to Kunihiro should have splashed out and landed on him, burying his whole body.Then it flowed to the ground unwillingly, making him even hopeful to catch it, but at this time he didn't.

Izumi Mori Kanesada raised his head blankly, and saw a hand grasping his blade.That hand is beautiful.He has seen the hands of Sanriyue, who is called the most beautiful in the world by the gods, and the hands of Song Xian, who has always been well-maintained, and is also very familiar with Qingguang, who has a deep obsession with his hands and often maintains them. hand.

But none of these hands can compare to the one in front of him—the skin that is white and flawless, slender but not slender, and the lines drawn simply have a beautiful sense of power, which can be called perfect.This perfect hand gently grasped the edge of his blade, and the blade, which was sharp enough to chop objects and break swords, could not cause any harm to this hand.

Izumi Mori Kanesada's pupils dilated and his eyes narrowed. He subconsciously made a movement of drawing his sword, trying to withdraw his own sword, but he failed.Fu Sangshen, who was fully practiced with the power of Dao Dao, couldn't get his body back from that hand. There was cold sweat on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to fight against that hand.

"It's enough." The owner of that hand sighed softly, and he said soothingly, "You've done a good job, Izumi Mori Kanesada, you've already succeeded, you don't need to do it any more."

As he spoke, the hand pushed forward slightly, causing Fu Sangshen to take a half step back a little unsteadily, and then pulled it outward again, and Izumi Mori Kanesada staggered a little when he pulled it with great force.So the owner of this hand wiped his hand on the body of the knife, and after a skillful turn, the whole knife fell into his hand with ease.

The disarmed Dadao Fusangshen stood where he was, looking up at the blond man who took his body away as if he was at a loss.The man was wearing an extremely ancient knee-length robe, revealing half of his graceful chest and arms.There was a void of light and mist on his face, making it difficult for people to see his face clearly, only a pair of extremely clear and pure blue eyes were revealed, and those eyes were looking at him gently and comfortingly.

What the man held in his hand was Izumi Mori Kanesada's body, he turned his head slightly, a strand of blond hair was hanging down, but he didn't pay attention at all, he just set his eyes on the exquisite sword in his hand, and his mouth overflowed with admiration.

Tian Yuchuan's fingers brushed the blade lightly, feeling the sharp touch from his fingertips, a little swaying golden flame emerged from his fingertips, passing along the place where his fingers brushed, and lightly moved the blade All internal wounds have been repaired.Then he withdrew his fingers, turned the blade upside down, covered the handle with his palm, and wiped it lightly from top to bottom, and the whole knife instantly looked brand new.

After finishing all this, Amomigawa raised his head, stood in place facing the flushed face, suppressed the trembling black-haired Fukushen and chuckled lightly, he lightly touched Izumi Mori Kanesada's sword blade caressingly, and nodded to him ,road.

"You did a good job, Izumi Mamoru, you saved Horikawa Kunihiro." There was comfort and guidance in his voice, and he successfully diverted the attention of Da Dao Fusangshen to what he said.

Amomikawa knows one thing very well, that is, no matter what situation Izumi Mori Kanesada is in, as long as Horikawa Kunihiro is used to comfort him and divert his attention, then it will definitely be a success.

He looked at the black-haired Fu Sangshen's eyes that lit up for a moment, and the excited look on his face that he wanted to ask for clarification, and couldn't help laughing.

Now, let him appease the knife.

The author has something to say: Tian Yuchuan: Alright, next is my performance time, let's see how I can use my ability to appease believers, and get rid of these difficult knives!

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Not an MLM organization xx

I said I was going to get Jian-sang done today, but it didn’t work out... ah, it will definitely be done tomorrow, that little angel who loves Jian-sang, don’t worry, soon Jian-sang will be fooled and lame [bushi] was rescued by his aunt and successfully went to the sword life pinnacle xx

But I think, with my aunt's current clothes, the ancient Greek robes and so on... Cough, it's strange if you don't get misunderstood

Note:

①I know that this inscription is composed of nine characters. The writing here is not a forced addition qwq, but a foreshadowing. The government of the time is playing a big series of chess, which is related to the previous trial and the following plots, including And the plot when Sanriyue appeared on the stage.

Horikawa, I couldn't find his sword ontology map. I was frustrated. The sword is really hard to verify orz, so I can only set it up privately.

②The haiku in this chapter comes from Hijikata Toshisan’s collection of haiku——"Toyotama Faku Collection", using Hijikata's sentences to describe Kansang is the right way ww.And I personally think that Kanesang and Kunihiro will definitely remember Hijikata's haiku, in fact, I think Shinsengumi's swords may be a little bit?

Finally, I will enter v next Monday, and there will be an update tonight, and then the author will start to save updates. With the author’s habit of the K-Klan, I need to save up to five days of updates. This time, I just have time to write on the weekend. , so after working hard for two days, I can still get out orz