[Comprehensive] There are thirteen days left until the collapse of the Honmaru

There is an old saying that I believe everyone has heard, that is, you never know what will happen in the next second of your life.

It's as if Yasuhara Tokyu never thought that he could still find the old sword in this dungeon called Hell—what's even more ridiculous is that everyone was still fighting at one second, and the next second the other party threw it down Knife, hugged her leg and shouted excitedly.

"Lord!"

The blood-covered psychopath shouted loudly.

A shivering inquisitor who was so frightened kicked it without even thinking about it.

As a result, a strange scene happened: the man was able to dodge it, in fact, he did turn his head to avoid the kick, but then he remembered something, and he could only forcefully move his shoulders closer—and was caught Shocked and frightened, the inquisitor kicked on the shoulder, almost breaking his collarbone.

"Well……"

This person was gnashing his teeth in pain, but he obediently did not draw his knife to chop her.

An Yuan finally came to her senses, she put one hand on the ground, sat up again, and asked at the same time, "Who are you?"

"My lord, you don't know me anymore?!" The man was shocked.

"Why should I know you?"

"Because I am your knife!"

——There are more than 40 knives in this pill. If you try to play this guessing game with each one, the judge will be exhausted.

"So which one are you!"

This conversation was endless. Fortunately, this person finally remembered that his unkempt face was covered with blood, and hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, and only then did he reveal his true face—it turned out to be the domineering president and loyal dog. Hasebe!

"Why are you everywhere?" An Yuan complained angrily. Now that she found out that it was indeed her own knife, the faint spiritual power link in her perception also confirmed this, so her words were not as reserved as before.

Unexpectedly, this Hasebe was very vigilant, he was like a big dog with ears pricked up, his eyes suddenly showed a strange fierce light: "What! Have you seen other Hasebes!"

"Yeah, I've seen one before, from someone else's house." In the copy of Weird Honmaru.

It was nothing at first, but Hasebe-kun in front of him suddenly became very sad, muttering something like "Sure enough, I am an ordinary sword that is not valued by the lord"... Scared Yasuhara thought he was holding it by mistake Script script by Yamabagiri Kunihiro.

"Wait," the self-pitying Hasebe realized another question, "Why are you here?"

Yasuhara Tokiha replied blankly: "I also want to know the answer to this question."

——Why did she climb back to the ground so persistently!

Probably because I don't want to worry the friends on the ground.

"Could it be that you... you passed away!"

Hasebe noticed the breath of the dead entangled in her body, and his mind was wide open for a moment, and he frightened himself first.

The judge almost wanted to hit him, so she forced herself to suppress her irritability, and tried to explain kindly: "I didn't die, it was Ishikimaru who used his blood to paint the disguise for me."

That's right, Ishikirimaru used his own blood to draw a ghost symbol on her forehead before, saying that he could fake the breath of the dead in this way.It seems to be working fine now.

"Ishikirimaru?" Hasebe noticed the name keenly, and in the next second he saw the big sword that was half a head taller than a human on the back of the God Judge, and the long one held in Yasuhara's hand. Short two knives.What's more, none of the spiritual powers of these three knives are connected to their lord!So his tone became even more sad: "Where did these guys come from?!"

"Oh, what are you talking about." The judge looked back nonchalantly, always feeling that the big sword was sternly confronting him, "I picked up some wild swords on the road."

Hasebe wiped the blood from his face, and shook his hands fiercely, looking very ugly.

—these sluts!Just know to take advantage of his Patriarch!Do you regard the Lord as a free gas station?

"My lord!" He said righteously, regardless of the flow of arrows flying above his head and the inappropriateness of the surrounding scene, "Please allow me to take all these guys to pieces!"

The judge was frightened by the hostility of these words, and was also frightened by the two knives she held in her hand.She could feel that these two scarred knives were so frightened that she immediately dared not absorb her spiritual power to repair them.

"You are very domineering."

Fu Sangshen, who was dressed in a dark green priest's uniform, appeared behind the little girl impatiently, and at the same time put his hands on her shoulders. Hasebe glared at him.

"Let go! Don't touch the Lord with your dirty hands!"

"Tsk, Yaki Hasebe, who is known for his loyalty, looks so pitiful in the end." The fallen Yushen Dao mocked, "You are already dead, why are you still trying to protect the master like a loyal dog? "

"A blade of infidelity that kills the master, you have no right to say that about me."

Ishikimaru didn't seem to hear the contempt in the other party's words, and there was still a strange smile on the right side of his half-dead face: "Hey, saying such things in a righteous way... isn't it really jealous?"

"I'm not jealous! And even if I can't get out of this hell, I can show you some color!"

Hasebe's face was gloomy, but this anger was not aimed at Yasuhara. At the same time, he pressed his hand on the handle of his knife.

But the interrogator who was caught between the two still had his eyes wide open, looked between them, and finally said hesitantly, "Hasebe, he said you were dead? Is this true... ..."

"...Yes, my lord, I'm already a dead soul." Fu Sangshen who put his hand on the handle of the knife admitted it reluctantly, but compared to the time when he talked to Ishikirimaru just now, his tone now can be described as It was extremely gentle, "But please rest assured, at least in this hell - I will try my best to protect you."

Ignoring the mocking laughter of Ishikirimaru next to him, Yasuhara just looked at him blankly.The end of the brown hair of Hasebe, who was sitting in front of her, was still dripping with blood, and even the subtle expressions on his face were blurred by the blood, only the eyes... were still as bright as ever.

For some reason, the god judge who thought his heart was as hard as iron suddenly felt a little bit of pain in his heart.

A gust of wind came suddenly, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the air was like the neighing of birds and beasts.Ishikirimaru, who was standing, threw himself to the ground as quickly as possible, and knocked down the dazed Yasuhara Tokiha by the way.

Judge:? ? ?

Hasebe was taken aback by this swift attack, and then he quickly got down to avoid the sudden knife.When he climbed up again, he turned back angrily and cursed: "Yamato Mamoru! How many times have I told you! Don't rush over and chop people like this!"

"Hahaha! From my point of view, you guys are weird, right?"

The man over there who had just rushed over with a knife turned his horse's head, and rode back with a kick.

Yasuhara Tokiha reluctantly raised his head, feeling that he was slapped to the ground by Ishikirimaru just now, and now not only his back muscles, but even his spine were aching. The next moment, she saw the appearance of the person coming.

This person is wearing a hat on his head, naked with scars all over his upper body, wearing loose black trousers, and a tattered white scarf wrapped around his neck—fuck, this is a typical time-traveling military knife Dress up!

An Yuan couldn't believe that in his own perception, the other party had the same spiritual power link as cutting Hasebe... This is another fucking knife of his own!

It's just... Her gaze stayed on the other party calmly. I have to say that this Fu Sangshen has a good figure. Under the seemingly thin appearance, there is a lean and vigorous muscle outline like a leopard, with pectoral and abdominal muscles. The biceps have everything they should have, and they are posing openly for others to see.However, the focus of her attention is not the fact that the opponent's muscles are so good-looking, but the wounds across the surface of the body, some of which have healed, some of which are bloody like Hasebe, and some of the wounds have been cut. It's so deep that if you stand close, you can almost see the white bones and crimson muscle texture underneath.

I saw Yamato Shou Anding holding the rein in one hand and holding the knife in the other, smiling condescendingly at them:

"It's really strange, Hasebe, look for yourself, you have a sword and a sword, and there is a guy dressed as a data monster over there, and there is a dark falling knife to accompany you talking... Tsk tsk, they are still gathered together, look It makes my hands itch."

"What 'that guy'!" Hasebe retorted dissatisfiedly, "Obviously the master!"

——He couldn't believe that this sharp-eyed jerk couldn't tell!

"Master...?"

Yamato Moran's eyes finally turned to the embarrassed Yasuhara Tokha, he looked at her expressionlessly for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed, "Do you like lying on the ground so much?"

The culprit, Ishikirimaru, couldn't help laughing, and before everyone could react, he dissipated his body again and went back to the body knife.

"Let me just say, it turned out to be a foreign Odachi." Yamato Moranda pushed the brim of his hat with the end of the handle, and he narrowed his eyes, like a cat that can't get a small fish and is about to do something bad. , "It's really enviable to be able to stay beside... the God Judge."

An Yuan was almost frightened to death - his tone was clearly not envious!It's obviously bad intentions!As expected of the man known as the Great Demon King!And how long will this inexplicable stalk be playing!

In the next second, this person got off his horse and threw himself into Yasuhara Tokiha's arms!

"Hey! Yamato Mori! What do you want to do!"

Ignoring Hasebe's almost cannibalistic roar, Yamato Shou'an narrowed his eyes into two crescent moons with a smile, he suddenly hugged the shivering little girl, and leaned on her ear, using almost intimate voice said:

"...Give me a little spiritual power when we meet for the first time, okay?"