The most beautiful blade in the world

When Tsurumaru regained consciousness, he felt that there was something extra in his body, a strange feeling, but unexpectedly full of strength, and he flew up with a good feeling.

"Yakuken, why did Tsurumaruden's injuries heal suddenly, is it from the God Inspector..."

"Impossible, Maeda and the others have been guarding Tsurumaru Hall, and they saw the wound heal with their own eyes."

"It moved, Tsurumaru Hall moved, ah, the eyelids also moved."

"Mr. Crane! Mr. Crane!"

Ah, it's Xiaozhen.

Tsurumaru's ears hurt from the shouting beside his ears, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

Taigu Zhong Zhenzong rushed forward, "Mr. Crane! You have been in a coma for a long time before, and we are all very worried about you."

Being slammed suddenly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga woke up instantly.

Night raids, fights, masks, and...

"what!"

Tsurumaru jumped up with a scream, and sat on the quilt in a daze.

Yesterday, the god judge, although the mask was opened for a moment, but he saw that it was the sword of the Sanjo family, Sanka Yuezongjin!

Touken on the side looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga in a daze, and glanced at each other worriedly, Karasuma who was sitting on the side spoke first, "Tsurumaru, are you okay?"

"...It doesn't feel very good."

Taiko Bell was startled, "What's wrong? Has it not recovered yet?"

The swords immediately became nervous. Last night, Tsurumaru's tragic situation was still vivid in his memory, and everyone was not at all at ease.

Yaken Toshiro was even more straightforward. He directly took out a series of test tubes, and walked over with the test tubes in his hands. Some of the test tubes were still bubbling.

Tsurumaru leaned back in fright, "No, no, this is unnecessary, hahahaha, just kidding, I'm fine."

"Mr. Crane!"

"I'm really fine."

Tsurumaru didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so intense, he laughed and apologized.He habitually touched his waist, which was empty.

"Well, where is my...knife, have you put it away for me?"

The swords fell silent, and Karasuma took the lead to ask, "Don't you remember what happened yesterday? The God Judge took your sword away."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was taken aback, "God judge?"

You mean the crescent moon?What is he doing with the knife?Doesn't he have a knife himself?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's momentary stupefaction was seen by the swordsmen, and they immediately wanted to slap themselves: What did you mention yesterday!It was already so scary, but Tsurumaru-den had to recall it again!

"There's nothing Tsurumaru Hall, it's over, don't think about it anymore."

"Yes, the things that have passed away will eventually pass away, and we still have to focus on the future."

Hearing these words, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was even more surprised. He looked at the surrounding swords and swords approaching with a face full of reassurance, and he couldn't believe that he was even beaten by evil before.

"Hey, didn't you guys unite to scare me?"

Tsurumaru laughed a few times, but found that the surroundings were very quiet, and no one responded at all. What he got was some sympathetic looks from his partners.

Zong Sanzuo, who was kneeling by the side, said in an extremely sad tone, "It's fine if you forget Tsurumaru-den. If you forget the suffering you have suffered, you will be more free."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's nerves tightened, the information revealed here doesn't sound very good.

Immediately, he lost his smile, "What did I forget?"

The swords hesitated for a moment, but did not speak out.

"Little Julie?"

"..."

"Xiaozhen?"

Taiko bell was defeated under Tsurumaru's watchful eyes, "Yesterday, the judge, he did something very bad to Mr. Tsuru, Mr. Tsuru was covered in blood, and the judge didn't let everyone get it you."

Bad things……

Tsurumaru looked at everyone's averted eyes, and then contacted Taiko Bell's faltering words. If he still doesn't understand what's going on, he will have lived for more than 1000 years in vain.

"Hahahaha, it's a misunderstanding. That god judge is not what you imagined. I saw it yesterday. That guy is Sanri Yuezongjin."

Tsurumaru was a little curious, what happened after he passed out, and why everyone didn't find out the identity of Mikazuki Muneki.

"Those things you said, there must be some misunderstanding, after all, how could Sanri Yue Zongjin—"

"There's no need to say any more." Karasuma suddenly said, interrupting Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

At this time, Tsurumaru realized that everyone's expressions became even more terrifying.

The green Odachi was a little embarrassed, "Tsurumaruden, you were deceived, that's not Mikazuki Zongjin at all, he's just a scumbag judge."

"what?"

Seeing that Tsurumaru didn't seem to believe it, the swordsmen knew that it was another poor sword following in the footsteps of the Sanjo Sword School, who was completely deceived by the appearance of the god judge.

They gritted their teeth and recounted what happened when Tsurumaru Kuninaga was waiting for a surprise attack in the space crack. The key point was that the "three obsessions" recognized by the current political officials as the God-inspector.

"It is very likely that Tsurumaru Temple is the sword of the Gojo family, so it was affected."

"He actually set his mind on candle holders."

"But now he's noticed Ishikimaru again."

It sounds like, it really doesn't look like Sankayue Zongjin's style.

The swords were discussing anxiously, but Tsurumaru, who was sitting by the side, couldn't react. "But his face, I saw..."

"The god judge can change his appearance." Karasuma said lightly, looking very calm, "When you were in the space crack, the god judge got the knife that cut Hasebe and became Hase It looks like the Ministry, went to Shizheng."

"So he turned into the appearance of Mikazuki, it is very likely that he touched Mikazuki Zongjin's knife somewhere."

Taigu Zhong persuaded from the side worriedly, "Mr. Crane, you must be careful, the God Judge is a pervert, maybe he just wants to confuse you with the appearance of Sanriyue Palace."

Tsurumaru raised his hand in confusion. Although he is a chudao over 1000 years old, as a sword, he is well-informed, and he still knows what it should be like afterwards.

But now he doesn't meet the discomfort after that at all, and he feels that his body is full of strength.

That power continuously exudes spiritual power in his body, sweeping away the hardships after the dark fall, and even brought him an unprecedented sense of freedom.

Tsurumaru lifted the quilt and stood up, moving his body, "Are you sure? I really feel good now."

But Daojian Fusangshen reacted more vigilantly.

"That must be the method of the god judge. You feel good, but there is actually a big problem."

"This divine examiner is from a different world, and even the ingredients provided are very strange. There is a possibility that there is such a medicine."

The swordsmen began to worry about Ishikimaru, and Jinjian pulled Ishikimaru, and began to explain in detail how to deal with the god judge as quickly as possible if there was a fight in the room.

Tsurumaru touched his heart, feeling the strength in his body, and really felt that the little friends were thinking too much.

Seeing how nervous everyone was, he opened his mouth, rolled his eyes, and swallowed the words back.

Everyone was explaining how Ishikirimaru could keep himself, when suddenly Xiao Guli said, "Where is Candlestick Kiri?"

The Daojian Fusangshen were stunned, and everyone looked around, and sure enough, the candlestick was definitely not there.

California Qingguang said hesitantly, "It seems that he said that he wanted to cook porridge for the god judge? Did he go back after seeing that Tsurumaru Hall was fine?"

"It's broken, that kid!" Karasuma's complexion changed, and he rushed out of the room, "The short swords are waiting on the road to the castle tower, and they saw the candlesticks and cut them off."

The faces of Toujian Fusangshen also changed, as if they had thought of something, they followed Xiao Karasuma and ran towards the kitchen.

"Candlestick cut!" Sure enough, the swordsmen stopped Guangzhong, who was carrying a food box, at the door of the kitchen.

Karasuma stepped in front of Candlestick, with an unpredictable expression, "Candlestick, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to deliver food to the god judge, Ishiki Maruden because I was noticed by the god judge, I can't implicate him."

"Stupid!" Karasuma's face turned dark.

Ishikimaru finally arrived, just in time to hear this sentence, "Candlestick cut, you may anger the judges like this, you may be more dangerous, let me go."

The green Odachi walked forward slowly, ready to take the candlestick and cut the lunch box in his hand.

With a flash of white shadow, the lunch box in Candlestick Cut's hand disappeared.

"Send it to the god judge, right? Leave this kind of interesting thing to me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga jumped lightly, holding the lunch box and jumped out of the encirclement.

"Tsuramaru-den!" Looking at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who turned to leave, Candlestick lost control of his emotions in an instant, "Can't you be more peaceful, you are nothing to be a hero!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga paused, his golden eyes were calm and indifferent, "I said Mi-chan, you overreacted."

"But Tsurumaru-no-"

"I am not Mr. Crane who was broken in your Honmaru. I am the person with the highest level of training in this Honmaru. I am everyone's Tsurumaru Hall."

Tsurumaru Kuni held the lunch box in his hand, "And I'm going to find the God Judge to get the knife back, so that's it, bye."

"Tsuramaru—"

"Let him go." Karasuma stopped Candlestick Kiri,

In the castle tower, a bunch of refreshments were prepared, and they waited for the elder brother to come to Sankazuki, and finally waited for the notification from Foxnosuke.

He hurriedly walked to the door, and opened the door of the department room full of expectations.

A big face suddenly approached in front of him.

"Yo, big surprise."

Seeing the door, the guy whose charm had lingered in his mind all night was looking at him with a smile.

San Riyue took a step back, her eyes widened against Xinyue, "Why are you?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the lunch box and tilted his head, "Well, this is the reaction."

"Sure enough, they're all wrong, scumbag or something, it's not at all."

Sanriyue's pupils shrank, and she raised her sleeves to cover her lips, "Hahaha, so Hehe, what do you think if I'm not a scumbag judge?"