[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

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There was not much of the vermilion paint peeled off, only the mottled and dilapidated wooden door was swept up by the strong air current, and it was closed heavily after a loud noise.

A group of people who were thrown out by the annoyed gods sat down in a ball on the grass. The clothes corners of the god judges who used to pay great attention to the image and the fusangshen were curled up together, and their hair was entangled with each other, looking extremely embarrassed.

Hisaya Chika was buried in Xiaohumaru's long hair, struggling a little out of breath, while Tsurumaru Kuninaga struggled to get out from under the hands of another god judge, looking at his master's rare He dug him out with a suffocated smile.

"Hahaha, this really scared me, Lord, you are really brave." Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked, and smiled while helping the judge to stand up.

Hisa Chike glanced at him speechlessly, his ears were red, and his expression was a bit embarrassed. At this time, he had completely calmed down. Thinking of everything that happened before, Hisiya Chike had a feeling that he wanted to learn from Yamabuki Kunihiro, and said, The urge to completely bury yourself in a sheet.

Too careless, Hisaya Chika tried hard to keep his face straight, he glared at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was holding his shoulders and laughing out of breath, his heart was so stuffy, why couldn't he think about bringing this fucker for a while The crane came out, and if it was Yiqi Yizhen, he would never laugh at him like this. Now he will be laughed at by this crane for a long time.

However, thinking of Yizheng, Hisiya Chika thought of Fu Sangshen who was swallowed decisively by His Royal Highness before, and shuddered. If he brought Yizheng with him, he would probably have been swallowed too, so to speak Sure enough, it is more suitable to take Tsurumaru out. Although he likes to play pranks, he is still very reliable when it matters.

"Kiyaden"

Just when Hisaya Chika was thinking wildly, a soft voice sounded behind him. A female god-inspector in an ancient kimono saluted him slowly. The large snowwheel emblem on the light blue Juan Luo slender body that became a little damaged and messy due to previous encounters shook slightly.

"In Xia'an Ji, Gengzi No. 19 Honmaru god judge, thank you Kumidian for the previous incident, and saved a first batch of Yizhen from that lord." The female god judge's pretty face was drooping, and she took She looked at him gratefully, with a little eagerness in her gentle almond eyes.

"Excuse me, I wonder if Kuyiya can let me watch the first issue? Although this is very unruly, I am really worried..."

The judge of the gods, An Ji, looked worriedly at the Taidao that was being held by Hisaya Chika at this time. It was a Taidao with a silver-red scabbard. The slightest scar was motionless, making it impossible for people to know the condition of Fu Sangshen.

Hisiya Chika was stunned for a moment, and then resolutely handed the sword thrown by the gods to An Ji. He calmly rubbed his waist hit by the weighty sword, The other sword, which seemed to have gold stars on it, was stuffed into the hand of another judge beside him.

This god judge is a monk dressed in black. He is dressed in a plain black monk robe, and the light gray clothes on his outer cover are almost torn into pieces—he was taken care of most by Jiang Xuezuo, who has fallen into darkness before. This is the monk.

At this time, he was holding a stick in one hand, and the other hand was erected in front of his chest, standing there like a sculpture. After seeing Hisaya Chike's movements, he just bowed slightly as if to express his gratitude, and then he took the stick that belonged to him. His sword was hanging by his waist, his lips moved slightly as he chanted scriptures to himself.

He wore a very large hat on his head, which covered his eyes and half of his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly, but just standing there, he had a natural look Solemn and quiet.

Hisaya Chika looked at this maverick god judge in a somewhat speechless manner, and didn't say much.

——After all, the five god judges who carried out the crusade mission with him this time all have distinctive characteristics, and their personalities and identities are also colorful.

As a royal family, he voluntarily left the palace family and dedicated himself to serving the gods. He is fanatical about gods. Needless to say, An Ji, the master of the first stage, is said to be a big family who was raised as a canary in a cage since childhood. Ji Jun, his clothes are very old-fashioned, but his fighting style is wild and unruly, with a strong sense of contrast.

The owner of Jiang Xuezuo's writing is an unknown shop owner. It is said that he was directly fooled by the staff of the time government to become a god-inspector here when he was begging for alms. He doesn't use his heart, and he doesn't want to forge too much, but he has a strong spiritual power, which is why he was sent here by the government of the time.

Xiaohumaru's God-inspector is a cute-looking boy with white hair and purple pupils. I heard that this young God-inspector is from Italy, and seems to be inextricably linked with some underground forces in Italy. It is also very indescribable.

The deceased god-inspector with Yaki Hasebe as a close attendant and him can be regarded as relatives to a certain extent, but he was very displeased. This arrogant inner prince from the royal family has always looked at him It is not pleasing to the eye, and there is constant cynicism and ridicule along the way to carry out the mission.

Of course, at this time, the noble princess is already a tattered corpse, probably the only benefit she brought them is to use her blood as a sacrifice for summoning the gods, and her knife...

——Hasebe, who was completely healed, picked up the body of the lord who was also thrown out without saying a word. This sword is famous even in the sword Fusangshen, which is famous for its loyalty. Stretching out his hand, he gently adjusted the appearance of the dead judge, and then silently hugged his master and left.

He will take his lord back and forgive him.

Hisaya Chike sighed, said nothing, and let the loyal Touken Fusangshin take away the corpse of his colleague.

As for the last judge... Hisaya Chike looked coldly at the male judge who was protected by the silent knee-maru in the shadows, eyes full of displeasure and warning.

In the eyes of Hisaya Chika, this God-inspector from the Tumimen family and an Onmyoji is a disgusting existence, although the government always pays attention to the style and character of the God-inspector when selecting candidates for tasks. For consideration, but only limited to no malicious broken knife.

As a believer of the gods and the inner priest of the shrine, Hisaya Senke can vaguely feel the unpleasant aura coming from Tsuchimikado, not to mention the extremely silent and gloomy Kagemaru behind this god judge The lingering ominous atmosphere made him feel even more vigilant.

However, this unlovable god judge didn't seem to see the warning in Hisaya Senke's eyes, Tsuchimikado stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder pretending to be bold, and made a relationship with him with a bit of affection, and then It seems to be casually probing.

"The etiquette used by Hisaya-kun before seems to be the highest etiquette for worshiping the gods, right? Oh, even if you are grateful, as a priest, you shouldn't use such etiquette casually, right?"

Hisiya Chika looked at him coldly, without the shyness and gentleness on his face at all, his eyes were cold, and he stared at him quietly for a while, until Tsuchimikado took two steps back in a panic, the black-haired judge Only then did he speak again, with unquestionable respect in his tone.

"No, Tsuchimikado-kun, the one who saved us is the god, the supreme god"

"The will of the gods cannot be violated, isn't it? Tsuchimikado-kun"

He looked at the panic-stricken man, threatening meaningfully.

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Honmaru

With Tian Yuchuan's waving of his sleeves, the dilapidated wooden door was slammed shut, and a few dilapidated dead leaves and accumulated dust were shaken, making this Honmaru, which was quiet all of a sudden, extremely desolate.

Tian Yuchuan flicked his sleeves with a bit of annoyance, feeling a little embarrassed about his previous behavior - even though it was caused by his state of confusion.

He rolled up his cuffs, carried the two knife balls wrapped in a layer of flame, and smiled at the two knives who were still dumbfounded.

"Then we should now talk about what to do with you"

"Dark Fallen"