[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

In the mountains and forests, the afternoon sun is the warmest time of the day, and the golden light shines on people through the gaps in the layers of branches and leaves in the forest, making people drowsy and warm in the sun.

The black-haired young man in black military uniform raised his hand slowly, the red sword in his hand lazily blocked the attack of the elegant but equally slow Taidao Fusangshen, and floated behind him The corners of his blue haori clothes were motionless.

This is an elegant and beautiful Fusangshen. His slightly curly short brown hair covers part of his forehead and one eye. The warm golden eyes revealed a faint smile. He is wearing a black tights with a belt It is embellished with patterns of the same color as the hair color, and a tassel emblem representing the coat of arms hangs on the chest.

Yingmaru stood on the spot with a smile, holding a graceful Taidao with a black body and several gold rings in his hand, coping with the attack from California Kiyomitsu unhurriedly, with an unspeakable expression in his gestures. spirit.

The two Fu Sangshen faced each other in a leisurely manner, cutting horizontally and vertically in a rhythmic manner, tacitly parrying each other's attacks, with an extremely relaxed look on their faces.

"Gaxiandian really worked hard." Yingmaru sighed, dodging the tricky but slow blow from California Qingguang, and was not in a hurry to fight back. While watching the battle of Kasen Kanesada over there, he sighed.

"You should also be a little more serious, Ying Wan Dian." California Qingguang black line, he held his forehead helplessly, and looked at Ying Wan's unhurried behavior quite helplessly, there was really nothing he could do about it.

He also doesn't want to fight like this with Yingwan!But after Imaken and Ishikirimaru suddenly appeared and then disappeared with a whooping sound, Yingmaru refused to fight him seriously at all, his movement of swinging the knife was so slow that he couldn't even hit insects, okay?

California Qingguang has nothing to do, although he can continue to fight with Yingmaru while he is paddling, and can even easily seriously injure him, but how could he do this?

No matter what, Yingmaru used to be his companion, even if there was an inexplicable fight now, he never thought of the other party as an enemy. Speaking of which, the other party attacked him first before fighting with him.

It is clear that he and Kosen had just received the order of the lord to look for Imaken who went to investigate the enemy's situation but did not come back. In the end, he did not find Imaken, and was attacked by the sudden appearance of Yingmaru and Jiro Tachi.

Caught off guard, the two dealt with the sneak attack hastily, but the two swordsman Fusangshen, who were originally slightly insufficient in strength, looked extremely embarrassed when facing Oomaru and Jiro who were Taidachi and Odachi, so they had to struggle Holding on, waiting for their lord who might find them missing and come to their rescue.

Although he didn't want to admit it and felt ashamed, California Qingguang knew very well that their lord was not a powerful existence that needed their protection.

California clear light will never forget that scene.

He was wearing a feather weaving soaked in blood, and on top of his head was a looted white bone. He exuded the same dark aura as the dirty time-traveling army around him. He quietly hid among the enemies, waiting for the opportunity to move, and he was ready. Ready to be buried with Honmaru at any time.

——With so many time retrograde troops, so many powerful and terrifying auras, even Honmaru in his heyday, all his companions have not left yet, so there must be no way for them to win.

California Qingguang thought very pessimistically, he clenched the sword in his hand, secretly glad that most of the others were not in Honmaru, nor came back, so they would not be implicated.

—Then why did you come back?California Qingguang seemed to hear a soft voice whispering in his ear, like a hallucination, he ignored it, just pursed his lips without saying a word, ready to draw his sword to fight at any time.

How can there be so many why?This is... our Honmaru, if An Ding is still there, he will definitely make the same choice as him.However, if there is no miracle, he probably can only be broken here.

The next moment, California Qingguang saw a miracle.

——The majestic and majestic golden brilliance surged out from the center of the Honmaru, spreading across the entire Honmaru in an instant, and endless golden flames swirled and danced, rushing forward happily, burning what you saw before your eyes of all darkness.

The sky is scorching, and everything returns to ruins. California Qingguang has never seen such a magnificent and scorching flame. The golden divine brilliance seems to be able to illuminate the whole world, and the three-legged bird leaping out of the flame, It even ignited the flames in his heart at the same time, making him tremble with excitement uncontrollably.

Curly blue smoke rose, and the inexplicable depressing atmosphere froze the entire space, and the hoarse screams of the time-traveling soldiers came from the ear, and large pieces of distorted figures with black mist around them fell from the void, It rolled to the ground and was burned to fly ash by the flames in the blink of an eye.

Surprisingly, California Qingguang didn't have the slightest fear of the flame. He raised his head high, the expression on his face was distorted by the flames, but he still raised his head and looked at the magnificent divine bird. He stretched out his hand far away to the twinkling jade and gold eyes of the god who stood in vain.

The magnificent golden flames overwhelmed him, and the endless brilliance swept across his body, but it surprisingly didn't make him feel too much pain—it should have been painful, otherwise, how could the ruthless time retrograde army be so painful? Make such a horrible hoarse cry.

California Qingguang only felt the burning of the flames at the very beginning, which made him moan in pain. Soon, this bit of pain turned into a warm comfort.

In this kind of warmth, he quietly looked at the god standing in the void standing in the distance, and his body was covered with dazzling radiance. He let the flame baptize his body, and gradually curled up into a ball in the flame, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed. go.

He hadn't rested for too long, the separation from his companions, the endless battles, the pain of losing stability, and the uneasiness of worrying about Honmaru, this moment finally came to an end.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the room where Honmaru and An Ding lived, and saw many companions who should not have existed for a long time, as well as the lord...

—— Clang

"Although I don't care too much about it, but being distracted while fighting the enemy on the battlefield...it's not too good, Qingguang." There was a helpless but elegant smile on the corner of Yingmaru's mouth, and a random challenge almost made California Qingguang's hand He let go of the sword in his hand, he sighed, took a step back and said softly

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooama? Bow down and apologize.

"..." Yingwan rested her forehead with a headache, looked helplessly at the defenseless and blushing young man with a sword, and waved her hands weakly, "Do you still remember that we are hand in hand? Qingguang"

"Oh, isn't it in the hands? That's right." California Qingguang scratched his cheeks, smiled at Yingmaru embarrassedly, raised his knife and put on a fighting posture, "Then let's continue, Yingmaruden!"

"..."

"Forget it..." Yingmaru took a step back calmly, put the sword in her hand back into the scabbard, and took the time to tidy up the corners of the clothes that were a little messy due to the fight just now, "It seems that what Sanriyuedian said is true... ...Qingguang, you really are."

"Oh?" Qing Guang scratched his hair at a loss, and leaned over curiously and asked, "Did Sanriyuedian say anything to me? Yingmarudian, don't talk halfway!"

"It's nothing, I just want to say that Qingguang, you are really cute." Yingmaru looked at the red-eyed boy with curiosity written all over his face with a smile, and slowly brushed his hair, "This weather is just right for drinking tea."

"You say I'm cute? Sanriyuedian really has a good eye! It's indeed the most beautiful of the five swords in the world!" California Qingguang held his face and said happily, "If Yingwandian wants to drink tea, why not come back with us later How about it?"

"Hey, the two over there, you two, give me enough!"

The charming beauty in a gorgeous kimono is wielding a tall odachi, looking angrily at the two swords who are chatting happily, the beautiful jewelry inserted in his bun is a bit messy, and his beautiful face is slightly wrinkled stand up.

"Even if you don't really fight, don't chat so leisurely over there! I saw your expression of regretting that there is no tea set here and you can't have a cup of tea!"

Jiro Tachi wiped the sweat off his head, his big golden eyes were full of dissatisfaction, he stared at the chattering and laughing two-edged sword over there, his coiled hair was messy and hanging down a few strands, wet with sweat and sticking to his ears, The exquisite and gorgeous jewelry made his face more beautiful and beautiful, and the white wine cans dangling on his chest made a soft collision sound.

He is leaning on a tall and bright red Odachi, the length of the Odachi is quite considerable, although it has not reached the level of Taro Tachi, but it is still very amazing in length, the scabbard of the Odachi is wrapped with a purple-brown wide rope, The golden scabbard and the red scabbard complement each other very beautifully.

"Huh..." the Kasen Kanesada opposite him took a breath when Jiro withdrew his hand, and helplessly tightened his clothes, looking at Jiro with a bit of anger.

The purple-haired Da Dao held his head in a bit of a state of embarrassment. The extremely neat and dignified clothes on his body were scratched a lot by Jiro with malicious intentions, and half of the cloak lined with a red peony pattern was cut. It was hanging on his body that could not be dropped, and the flower on his chest was chopped off in half by Jiro just now, seemingly unintentionally.

"Jiroden, you did it on purpose!" Ge Xian looked at the extraordinarily elegant clothes he specially dressed up when he went out in the morning. At this time, they were already tattered, and they could no longer show the slightest demeanor. Instead, they looked a little bit ridiculous.

"Ahahahaha, I don't have it." Jiro scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly, but there was a little more cunning in his golden eyes. He raised the flagon in front of his chest and looked at him happily. Song Xian.

"Would you like some wine? Song Xian, if you get drunk, no one will find you unrefined."

"Pfft...is it such a powerful wine? How about letting me have a taste?"