[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"Alas! Qingguang, you're awake!" A very familiar voice came from the door, but it was the voice of a person who could not appear at all. California Qingguang turned his head in disbelief, just in time to see a surprised face holding A tray stood by Horikawa Kunihiro at the door.

The black-haired Wakizashi boy still looked familiar, as if the experience of being broken hadn't left any traces on him.California Qingguang stared at him blankly, his eyes were uncertain, and he hesitated to speak after a while.

"Horikawa?...I really died, right?" Kakashi Kiyomitsu said, looking at the surrounding scene, and asked in an expectant tone, "Where's that guy Anding? He should be here too."

"Ah?" Horikawa Kunihiro was stunned when asked by the swordsman, he blinked blankly, and replied subconsciously, "An Ding is not here, didn't Kane-san say that you left together?"

"...Is An Ning not here?" California Qingguang lowered his red eyes a little aggrieved, and muttered unhappily, "Idiot An Ning, you want me to find you even if you die, you're so stupid."

"Pfft... California Palace is so stupid"

"Yes, yes, why is Qingguang so stupid!"

"Hey hey hey~ Qingguang is really stupid!"

Noisy chattering voices came from behind the Wakizashi boy, Kakashi Kiyomitsu looked over in surprise, and saw a few small figures running in playing with each other.

The knife-wielding boy looked at a group of familiar little figures frolicking over there with a dazed expression, and for a moment he couldn't tell where he was.Luan... Jinjian... Saya... Akita... Haven't they already broken their knives?Before he and An Ding decided to leave Honmaru, they were already broken on the battlefield early, which made everyone sad for a long time.

There is no stability here, but there is Horikawa who was killed by the god judge, and the daggers that were broken on the battlefield and in the hands of the god judge.If he hadn't woken up and found that his state didn't look like death, California Qingguang would definitely think that he was in heaven at this time. After all, everything he saw in front of him was too unreal.

"Of course you are not dead, California Qingguang" A clear voice came from afar, with a slightly upbeat ending, it did not seem frivolous at all, but more gentle and affectionate, this voice was a little low when calling his name The sigh made people feel inexplicably shaken.

California Qingguang stared blankly at the slowly approaching figure. His slender and tall figure cast a long shadow under the setting sun, and his long golden hair reflected the brilliance of the stars.

He walked slowly, just against the light, making people unable to see his face clearly, only the faint afterglow of the sunset slowly melted away at the end of his gentle and tired eyes, the sea blue eyes seemed to be smudged by the sunset The azure sky with a touch of auspicious light, when you gently lift your eyes, there is a slight smile, and you will forget the world when you see it.

"This is Honmaru, not some kind of heaven." Amami Chuan raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the knife-wielding boy whose face turned red all of a sudden, and continued to speak in a good mood, "Little guy, you're thinking too much."

"You, you, you! Ugh..." Qing Guang glared at him with a red face, the wound on his face was pulled apart with his movements, and the hideous appearance made Akita, who was the least courageous among the short knives standing at the door, utter a small sigh exclamation sound.

"No... don't look at me..." California Qingguang seemed to realize something, he lowered his head in panic, tightly covered his face with his two scarred hands, and his voice was crying.

"Kyomitsu... don't do this." Horikawa Kunihiro looked at the curled up California Kiyomitsu worriedly, and lightly patted him on the shoulder, in exchange for slapping his sword and fusangshen to avoid it.

"Let me come, Horikawa" Amomikawa sighed softly, and gestured to Horikawa Kunihiro, the boy Wakizawa pursed his lips, stepped back trustingly, and walked out with the knives who were at a loss, He closed the door softly.

Only Fu Sangshen curled up on the couch and the blond man standing by the bed were left in the room, the room was extremely quiet.

California Qingguang covered his face anxiously, listening to the voices of his companions walking out one by one, until there was no more sound, and he could hear his own breathing very clearly, then he carefully lowered his palm, revealing the quilt The delicate face of destruction.

"Don't you hide it?" The knife-wielding boy felt a slight heaviness on his shoulders, his smiling eyes magnified in front of him, and they naturally rested on his shoulders, his slightly teasing voice lowered a few syllables , with a vague smile lingering between his lips and teeth, and the words he spoke were somewhat provocative.

"I... I didn't hide it!" The knife-wielding boy blushed and stammered his answer, his eyes drifted a little, and he didn't dare to look at the face that was gently blowing on his ear.

"Look at me, Qingguang." Tian Yuchuan stood up from his shoulders with a smile, lightly resting his forehead on the sword Fusangshen, and looked at him intently, as if he didn't care about the terrible scar on his face.

"..." California Qingguang subconsciously wanted to turn his head away, not daring to look into his eyes, for fear of seeing that face that even he himself felt disgusted, but was forcefully pulled back by Tian Yuchuan.

"You are very cute, you don't need to hide." Tian Yuchuan stretched out a finger, and traced it carefully on his face. The knife-wielding boy flinched, but he calmed down surprisingly under his serious gaze, and let him Touch the scar.

"...It has become so dilapidated, it won't be loved..." Dadao Fusangshen's gorgeous red eyes dimmed, and he muttered a little aggrieved, and his face was obediently held by Tian Yuchuan up, motionless.

"Qingguang is very cute, I like it very much." Tian Yuchuan had a faint joyful smile on his lips, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the hideous wound that was gushing out, "Do you want to get rid of it?"

"Is it really possible?!" California Qingguang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and his long and narrow red pupils stared round, like a rabbit that saw a carrot, and seemed about to jump up on the spot the next moment.

"Of course, as long as you think about it, I can do anything." Tian Yuchuan touched Guangtu's braids that had been cleaned up, and said lightly, but unquestionably.

A piece of clear light slowly emerged from his fingertips. Compared with the majestic and blazing divine power before, this shallow clear light was just right. The soft and clear breath swayed gently, bringing A feeling of comfort.

Tian Yuchuan slowly brought this piece of radiance closer to California Qingguang's cheek, and the knife-wielding boy subconsciously closed his eyes.A burst of cool softness brushed over his face, and he suddenly felt a kind of relief, as if he had taken off some heavy shackles, it was extremely comfortable.

"You can open your eyes now." Tian Yuchuan glanced at the dark color on his fingertips surrounded by the brilliance, his eyes flashed with interest, and he gently twisted his fingers to eliminate the dark color.

"!!!" California Qingguang looked at himself in the mirror in surprise, a kind of gratitude rose in his heart, intertwined with sadness, anger and surprise, so that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Tian Yuchuan took a look at this sword, which had a mirror by his side even when he was on the verge of death, and was a little speechless.He raised his forehead slightly, and did not comment on the matter, but changed the topic.

"So, little guy, now you can tell me, where did this thing come from?"

Tian Yuchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked straight at the thing held by Qingguang Qingguang in his hand. There was a sense of nostalgia and danger in his eyes, which made the red-eyed boy shiver, and sat upright involuntarily, Answer his question obediently.

"This is given to me by a very strange guy." Thinking of the guy who gave him something, Qingguang couldn't help wrinkling his nose angrily, "Although I am grateful to him for saving my life, that guy is really Hate"

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It was a strange object that looked like gold but not gold and jade and not jade. It was shaped like a golden lion, but it stretched out magical and beautiful wings on its back.

This seems to be a very ordinary hanging ornament, but it successfully protected the seriously injured California Kiyomitsu from the blond god's flames that could incinerate everything. Naturally, it is not an ordinary thing.

Tian Yuchuan knew this thing very well, because the pendant in front of him was made by him.This pendant once housed the best friend of the Oldest King, and also the person whom he loved and admired the most—the spirit of Enkidu.

Based on the essence of Enkidu, the tears and prayers of the world's darling Gilgamesh, combined with the blood of the goddesses Ishtar and Alulu, and his divine power as the leader, he kept The spirit of that beautiful and powerful man gave the Oldest King the hope of resurrecting his beloved.

This thing is his token. Although it is very precious and even unique, to that guy, after losing the function of storing Enkidu's spirit, it is probably just an ordinary treasure.

Amanogawa was not surprised at all that Gilgamesh would give his token to Qingguang in California. In fact, the waywardness of the oldest king was still higher than him.The reason why he is free and willful today is naturally inseparable from that guy.

Such a person, an extremely arrogant tyrant who believes that the treasures of the whole world belong to him, does everything for granted, isn't it?

Amomikawa just wondered how Kaka Kiyomitsu met Gilgamesh. If that guy existed in this world, he must have discovered it long ago.After all, such a dazzling guy, no matter what, it is impossible to hide it tightly.

Thinking of this, Tian Yuchuan's eyes turned slightly, and he looked gently at the well-behaved red-eyed boy, with a trace of bewilderment in his voice, "Qing Guang, tell me, how did you meet the one who gave you this thing?" Human"

California Qingguang's eyes were a little dazed, but he nodded obediently, and slowly began to speak. As he spoke, Tian Yuchuan's brows gradually wrinkled, and his eyes became sharper.