The most beautiful blade in the world

Sankayue didn't care about the noise below the castle tower, after he beat Tsurumaru Kuninaga out, he put away the low table and refreshments, and sat on the small cushion a little angrily.

Fortunately, he still thinks Tsurumaru Kuninaga is smart.

Huh, liar.

Sanriyue completely gave up on the plan to communicate with everyone. These partners' ability to interpret the situation is ridiculously poor. Such an obvious matter can still go astray. There is really no hope of cooperation.

Under the premise of the vision ability of the partners, everyone really knows his identity. If he can't act well in the current affairs, it will be even worse.It's better to let everyone think he is a scumbag like before.

Slag's true feelings are very characteristic of being afraid.Perfect.

Instead of counting on the acting skills of these swords, he might as well count on the main body tour on Shizheng's side.

Below the castle tower, the swordsmen are chattering around Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong this time. Tsurumaru-den, are you okay?"

"Is it really like what Tsurumaru-den said, this God-inspector didn't actually mean that?"

"This may also be a kind of paralyzing thinking."

The swords around surrounded him worriedly, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was surrounded in the middle, opened his mouth several times, but before he could say anything, he was blocked by other people's words.

After several times, he simply stopped opening his mouth, and everyone became quiet and looked at him instead.

Little Karasuma stood aside with a calm expression, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Is this judge really as you said, and there is no major problem?"

"Hahahaha, this one."

Tsurumaru just wanted to respond, but thinking of the identity of the time-traveling army of the God Judge, he swallowed back what he originally wanted to say.

No, I can't explain it too clearly.

I don't know what exactly happened yesterday. Everyone is very wary of this god judge. If he tells the reason why the god judge misled everyone, it's okay if others don't believe it. The god still has resentment, so it would be a bad thing to directly report the identity of the god judge to the Time Traveling Army.

Not yet sure about everyone's attitude towards the God Judge, Tsurumaru thought about it for a while, and carefully chose to conceal part of the truth.

He deliberately pretended to be tired, with a trace of struggle and hesitation on his face.

"If there is a big problem... there is no such thing. For other small problems, if you bear with it, it is still acceptable."

Tsurumaru agrees with himself very much in his heart.He's right. There are no major problems with the judges, they're not scumbags, and they don't have special hobbies.

It's just that everyone needs to be patient. Regarding your own god judge, it's actually a trivial matter like a time-traveling army. It's not unacceptable either.

The faces of the swordsmen did not look good, Karasuma frowned, "Is there really still a problem?"

Therefore, Tsurumaruden's inference at the beginning was indeed wrong.The swordsmen thought about Tsurumaru Kuninaga's answer, and secretly came to a conclusion.There are no big problems, there are small problems that can be tolerated.

Recalling Tsurumaru Kuninaga's tragic situation yesterday, his body was miserable and blood was everywhere.

Everyone automatically regards Tsurumaru Kuninaga's experience as a measure of "big problem".If the consequences of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's day were big problems, what would be the small problems?

Sword Fusangshen put on a straight face and automatically brought this so-called 'problem' into that kind of thing.

The hundred-year-old knife, who has experienced a lot of things, instantly classified the levels of those things, and immediately understood what the so-called "minor problems" are.

It seems that it is barely acceptable.

"Candlestick cut, you come up here." On the Tianshou Pavilion, the tone of the god judge was a little direct.

The swords all looked at Tsurumaru.

Tsurumaru blinked, "Hahahaha, I didn't have any problems, maybe I have a better attitude, and the God Judge didn't hold on to my attacking him."

The swords and swords all looked at the candlestick again.

Candlestick cut his head and said, "So that's the case, should you lower your figure as much as possible, it would be better to take the initiative."

Originally, the Sword Fusangshen would not accept such things as the sleeping party. The previous scumbag judge just wanted to force the sleeping party, but everyone failed, and the judge directly sent the judge to the underworld.

However, after everyone experienced what happened yesterday, especially after being baptized by the tragedy of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the swordsmen actually felt that if they could use the simplest thing to deal with such a powerful judge, It doesn't seem to be unacceptable.

Probably the bottom line of human beings is like this.

Under the watchful eyes of the swordsmen, Candlestick Kiri walked into the castle tower calmly this time. He followed Foxosuke and walked up the stairs.

"Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, we won't be able to go up above, you... Come on." The original Foxnosuke in Honmaru sighed, turned and went down the stairs.

Candlestick Che stood in the corridor, carefully adjusted his clothes, trying to make himself look as handsome as possible.

After thinking for a while, he pushed back the shirt in front of him again, and then tightened it with the waistband of his trousers, reining in the tight front and wrinkled shirt behind him, making the line of his chest look more perfect.Only then did he take a step forward and walk to the front of the God Inspector's room.

"Master God Judge, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong is waiting for your order."

The curtain door of the department house was opened, and the figure of the judge flickered, "Come in."

Candlestick never looked sideways, and followed the judge into the room.

The judge stood still in the middle of the room and raised his hands.

"Help me undress."

Candlestick cut: ...

It was like a repeat of last night.However, if according to Tsurumaruden's statement, it is just the simplest kind of thing, and there will be no excessive harm, then it is acceptable for him to do some such things for everyone's safety.

This time, Candlestick didn't have any extra thoughts, but walked forward respectfully, and carefully changed the clothes of the interrogator.

The clothes slipped off one by one, and when faced with some buttons that were close to the body, Candlestick Che deliberately slowed down his movements, and his fingers slowed down intentionally or unintentionally.

The judge who raised his arms suddenly said, "Hahaha, Candlestick cut, if you don't know how to untie this kind of button, you can just pull it off without any problem."

The candlestick froze, and suddenly realized.

That's it, it turns out that the god judges like this style!

That being the case, it must be in line with the other party's hobbies.

Immediately, the candlestick did exactly what it wanted, and he exerted force on his hand.

"Tear--"

Sanriyue was stunned when she heard the sound of her clothes.

He knew that the clothes on his body were not Japanese-style, and there were many small buttons inside. Some of them might not be able to handle the candlesticks, or they wouldn't have stumbled and failed to get them undone after so long.

That's why he said, if it really doesn't work, you can tear it apart.

But who would have thought that the candle holder would even tear the fabric?Could it be that the dark fall has such a serious impact on Toujian Fusangshen's character?He remembered that Candlestick Cut was a very patient blade.

Just when Sanriyue was puzzled, Candlestick Qie was also struggling.

He has already 'fixed' the button, and then, should he be more active?

But the God Judge in front of him was using the appearance of Sanri Yue Zongjin, which always felt weird.Zhu Keqie reluctantly made several psychological hints, and finally comforted himself with the reason of "the God-inspector still has a mask on his face, I can accept it", raised his hand, and reached out to the God-inspector.

Whoosh, he felt his arms sink.

A whole set of Sanri Yuezong's near-out battle uniform appeared, including armor, and landed firmly on Candlestick Cut's outstretched arm.

"Hahaha, please help me put it on."

Candlestick cut: ...? ? ?

Not knowing exactly what Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada went through in his heart, Sankaiyue finally put on new clothes and felt happy. After explaining Candlestick Kiri's cleanliness of the room, he opened the door of the room and stood in the corridor.

San Riyue glanced back, seeing the candlestick, she didn't know what she was thinking about, and she was very decadent.He thought for a while and closed the door again.

Although Foxosuke can't come up, he can still see it, close the door, and save some face for the candle holder who doesn't know what happened.

Outside the door, Sanriyue clicked on the contact device, which displayed a message from Shizheng.

This is the information urging him to go out, and a series of locations are listed above, all of which are singular point coordinates where abnormal time retrograde troops have appeared.

As long as he can properly eliminate part of it, Shizheng will take him to appreciate the sword itself.

Instead of hoping to trace the ontology through the division of the sword, it is better to achieve the goal through the ontology visit of Shizheng.

If it weren't for the complex formation contract of the current political situation imprinted on the sword body, San Riyue would not be so passive.

In the corridor, the graceful and elegant person sighed softly, and slid his slender fingers on the screen, the dense list of coordinates showed the seriousness of the form.

He wants to get the bodies of the swords out as soon as possible.

"Well, just make two at random, there is no requirement for the quantity anyway."

Sanriyue reached the end of the list, selected the last coordinate, took out the special shuttle instrument sent by Shizheng, and entered the coordinates of the singularity.

In the corridor, a gust of wind blew, and there was no one there.

In the singularity area, in the hidden treehouse in the woods, a pair of purple eyes suddenly opened, "Spatial fluctuations, someone is teleporting over."

There was a sound of clanging metal, "It's just a running dog of Shizheng, I'll solve it."