[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"Enough..." Hearing this name, Zong San Zuowen tightly closed his eyes, and a sigh seemed to overflow from the corner of his mouth, with a sad and hopeless expression.

"It's... all over"

"So, Zong San Zuo Wenwen, you are really a cowardly and incompetent knife."

The tone of the blond-haired man was careless, a little loose and indifferent, but it pierced into the pink-haired Fusangshen's heart like a sharp knife. "Don't you even ask a question? That child misses you very much."

Zong San Zuowen trembled when he heard the words, he couldn't help opening his eyes, the narrow and beautiful eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and there was a touch of pain on his dead face.

"Xiaoye... is gone" he stared at him closely, his voice was soft and hoarse, "My Xiaoye...my brother is gone, I know..."

But even if he knew that Xiao Ye's left writing had already been broken, he couldn't control himself.Hearing my younger brother's name being casually mentioned and mentioned in an understatement, as if the existence of that child was insignificant, it was completely...unforgivable.

"No matter what you want to do, I will not let you do it." The pink-haired Fusangshen's eyes were indifferent and sharp, with the coldness that only belongs to swords.

"Do you want to use Xiao Ye to control me?... Is the symbol of the world so attractive?"

Zong San Zuo Wenwen looked sad, he shook his bones and wings vigorously, trying to get rid of Tian Yuchuan's control, but he was still unable to succeed.The finger gently rubbing against the surface of the bone was obviously so white and slender, without the slightest intimidating force, but it seemed to be leaping like a thousand weights, making him hopeless even to get up.

Tian Yuchuan let out a low laugh. Looking at his pink-haired Fusangshen's face, he said slowly, "The symbol of the people in the world? Tsk... just a boring mortal thing."

"Zongsan Zuowen." He looked at him coldly and said, "You have to understand one fact."

Tian Yuchuan condescendingly watched the whole person lying on the bed helplessly, as if he could only be slaughtered by others, and declared, "If it wasn't for the request of that child Xiao Ye, I wouldn't have looked at you at all."

He carefully looked at Zong Sanzuo's words that were stunned, his eyes stayed for a moment on those mournful eyes of different colors, and then turned to the bony wings protruding from behind Fu Sangshen, "Even if you are really interesting... But It's not worth my troubles"

Tian Yuchuan lowered his eyes, his gaze was cold and powerful, almost making Zong Sanzuo speechless.From the corner of his eyes, he secretly stared at the bone wing behind the pink-haired Fu Sangshen, with a hint of fondness for it.

It would be great if the knife in front of him wasn't written by Zong Sanzuo, and he wouldn't have to worry about Xiao Ye's mood.Such delicious wings, I really want to try, the taste of cooking should be good...

The pink-haired Fu Sangshen listened to his words, looked up in astonishment, his strange eyes lit up with anticipation, he bit his lip, and tremblingly said, "What do you mean by saying that?"

"Xiaoye..." Zong San Zuowen almost jumped up to question him. If it wasn't because he was too weak to move due to serious injuries, Fenfa Fusangshen would have jumped on him.

"You...know what?" Zong San Zuowen almost went crazy, he struggled desperately to get up, but Fu Sangshen, who was already on the verge of limit, only moved a tiny bit with all his strength.

"Xiaoye... is he... is he still alive?"

Zong San Zuo Wenwen bit his pale lips firmly, a touch of bright blood dyed his pale lips, adding a touch of beauty to him, and also made Tian Yuchuan's eyes slightly softer.But he didn't care about these at all, just stared at Tian Yuchuan closely, his body's embarrassment did not conceal the elegance of his whole body.

Very beautiful, but also very attractive to bully him.

"Xiaoye...I do know his current situation." He raised his eyebrows, and his words were full of malice, "But why should I tell you?"

hum-

Tian Yuchuan felt something in his sleeves twirling anxiously, making uneasy buzzing sounds, as if reminding him of something.The blond man shook his sleeves calmly, his consciousness entered into his sleeves to calm the dagger who was worried and anxious because of seeing his brother's situation.

[Don't worry, Xiao Ye, I promised you that I will save your brother]

Calmly calming Riot's dagger, Tian Yuchuan smiled and turned his gaze back to Zongsan Zuofuji who was looking at him anxiously, and touched his chin interestingly.

"So, have you figured out what you're going to pay?"

The pink-haired Fu Sangshen trembled all over, pain flashed across his strange-colored eyes, and he nodded with difficulty, "My everything." in the eyes.

"Tsk, everything?" Tian Yuchuan looked at him, took a step forward, and raised Fu Sangshen's beautiful face, "Are you sure?" Seeing the pink-haired Fu Sangshen nodding in humiliation, he laughed.

"Zongsan Zuowen" Tian Yuchuan approached his face with a smile on his face, bent down under Fu Sangshen's almost despairing eyes, and pressed on his body.

Then, he stretched out his hand to the beautiful face that was close at hand, regardless of the weak struggle of the pink hair, he stretched out a hand to him with great interest, and squeezed his face with moderate strength.

Tian Yuchuan smiled maliciously, put his other hand up, grabbed Zongsan Zuowen's cheek, and pulled slightly hard. In the astonished eyes of the pink-haired Fusangshen, he obviously thought too much about this one. The face of the Daozijing pulled out a distorted arc.

"This look looks much more pleasing to the eye." Amami Chuan nodded in satisfaction, tugged enough at the moment when Zong San's left words were blank, and then let him go naturally, smiling as if nothing had happened Standing in the same place intently.If it weren't for the residual pain and unnatural redness on his face, it would be as if he had never done anything.

"You..." The pink-haired Fu Sangshen's eyes widened, and those narrow, long and strange-colored pupils were wide open, looking a bit like the cat he raised in the early years, Tian Yuchuan rubbed his chin and thought with.

Zong San was so speechless that he could not speak.He originally thought that this man was going to do something to him, as long as Xiao Ye could survive, even if he sacrificed his body, he could do it.

As the sword of the world, Zongsan Zuowen is a sword with a strange temperament.Zong San once heard many judges talk about him in Wanwu, and most of the time they talked about him with dissatisfaction.

Yes, it's not uncommon to be a swordsman, and you can get a lot of them casually, but because of your past experience, you have an unlovable personality.Who would like Zong Sanzuo's writing like this?

Even if I like it, I just like his appearance, but... As a sword, if it is only owned but not used at all, then what is the difference from a bird in a cage?Isn't the reason why he came here as Fusangshen just to be used?

Want to be used on the battlefield, want to drink blood to kill the enemy, want to be loved and maintained by the master, isn't this the purest wish of every knife?Even Fu Sangshen...even with human emotions, but he is still just a knife.

Zongsanzuo's writing like this always exists in every honwan with melancholy, and he is no exception.However, Zongsan Zuowen was very lucky, he met the master who was willing to use it to fight.

The lord... is extremely gentle, what she brought him was an unprecedented experience, so gentle and tolerant, she indulged his every thought, so he couldn't help but pay attention to her, followed her, even... love her.

But these are all illusions.When the god judge died, Zong San Zuowen, who had been hiding in the room sadly, lamenting and pitying himself, suddenly felt something more in his mind.

He woke up from the illusion given by the god judge, and remembered everything - the departure of his companions, Jiang Xue's dark fall, and... Xiaoye's death.Obviously these are his most important memories and everything he cares about the most, but when he was with the judge, he didn't remember them all.

Zong San's left text doesn't remember how Xiao Ye's left text was broken in front of him, nor does he remember his elder brother's eyes that changed from clear to pitch black, he seemed to be confused, only one eye could hold the judge, and the rest were abandoned by him Such as shoes.

Even if, the one who was forgotten was his most beloved younger brother and most admired elder brother.

He couldn't forgive himself, and couldn't accept all this, Zong San's left writing almost collapsed, but in the end he persisted.Because Jiang Xue is still there, even though he has lost all consciousness.

He locked himself in the room, which used to be the place where their family lived together, and now Zongsan is the only one left, and he, who had forgotten everything, would still let him live alone in such a big room because of the God judge's preference And complacent.

I don't know when it started, Zong San Zuo Wenwen found that there were bones growing on his back, he thought, maybe he has fallen secretly, but who cares?It doesn't matter if it's dark or dark, it's the same as Brother Jiang Xue.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen just lay here quietly, waiting to rot slowly, but Fu Sangshen's life is too tenacious, and he will not die like a human being without water, so he has been living like this. Man lived alone until the sudden arrival of Amanogawa.

"Tsk..." The blond man clicked his tongue softly, and tapped his pink-haired Fu Fu's dazed face vigorously, bringing Zong San Zuowen, who was caught in memory, back to his senses instantly.

"Do you want to see your younger brother and elder brother?" Tian Yuchuan folded his arms around his chest and asked him with a smile, gentle and kind, as if the malicious man just now was an illusion of Zong Sanzuo's words .

But Zong San didn't pay attention to these, all his attention was focused on the words of the person in front of him, he spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "...is that okay?"

"Ah... if you want, of course you can," Amomi Chuan said with sincere eyes.

Zong San Zuowen raised his head, his eyes were firm and sharp, and he really had the aura of a sword of the world, "Then, please, please let me see them..."

"As long as they can come back...as long as they come back" Fenfa Fusangshen murmured, and bowed from a distance, with a graceful figure "Zongsan Zuowen, thank you"