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

The black dragon with white smoke in its nostrils flew for a long time, and it flapped its wings, leaving layers of hell behind.

The strong wind blowing on the dragon's back never stopped, but the atmosphere seemed to be dead, and the silence was uncomfortable.

"I..." Yasuhara Shiha murmured, she really wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.Especially after seeing Yamabagiri Kunihiro with his head lowered and holding the soulless odachi, the original words turned into sighs before he knew it.

But she finally had to say, "...I'm sorry, everyone. I should have held him back."

Contrary to the expectations of the judge, everyone who was depressed originally began to comfort her.

"That's not your fault, Lord." Yakiri Hasebe showed her a comforting smile, but it was a bit forced no matter how you looked at it, "Ishikirimaru...that was his choice."

On the side, Yamato Mamoruan, who usually bickers with Hasebe, also blinked, "Although it seems cruel to say this, but to be honest, I think you have tried your best. Well, even Okita-kun, he can't do it. What happened..."

Even Sankai Yue Zongjin, who has been in a cycle of amnesia, thought deeply: "Everything has a limit, and it is impossible to be perfect in everything-although I still don't know who everyone is talking about, old man. But look at the attitudes of the two... the little girl is still Pull yourself together as soon as possible."

But Yasuhara Tokiha was still very depressed.

It can't be blamed for her reaction, after all, even if they have been together for only a day or so, they are...companions.

That person pushed her hand away before she completely fell into darkness... How could it be possible to just let go of this kind of thing.

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro suddenly walked over without making a sound, and for a moment, everyone's eyes were on him.

An Yuan, who was kneeling on the dragon's back, raised his head nervously, looking at the forbearing and sad young face under his hood.

"Che, cut country?"

"……Give you."

He handed the broken Otachi together with the blood-stained white scabbard to the god judge.

Yasuhara Tokiha was stunned, she didn't pick it up immediately, and she didn't tell the other party that Ishikimaru actually entrusted the body knife to herself before leaving.Because the god judge privately felt that it might be better to leave the sword to Qie Guo than to keep it as a souvenir for himself.So she just looked at the being's behavior in confusion and asked, "Why?"

"Is this the idea of ​​Shiqiedian? Even if I didn't hear it just now, I can somewhat guess what he said..." The blond young man lowered his head, and only An Yuan could clearly see his eyes at this moment. How sad and haggard, "So please put it away."

After An Yuan stared at him for three seconds, Da Dao Fu Sangshen turned his head away uncomfortably.

Yasuhara rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, took the Odachi, which was at least half lighter, and made a promise to him.

"Don't worry, I will keep him well."

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro seemed to be relieved, watching the God Judge tie the sword behind his back, as if they were fighting side by side in the [-]th floor of hell.

It's just... Among the few people who stepped into hell together and bickered with each other, he was the only one left.

When his eyes fell on the God Judge who was looking down at the broken knife, there was a little struggle in his eyes.

Yamabuchi Kunihiro didn't doubt whether the other party's emotional expression at this time was true or not, he just felt...a little tired.

I don't know when, the surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly, and the sky also turned into the gloomy tone that is common in winter. When An Yuan realized it, she was so cold that she sneezed three times in a row.

An Ding lay on the edge of the dragon's back, looked down carefully, and found that there were endless white glaciers and snow-capped mountains underneath, no wonder it was suddenly so cold.

"Hasebe, this is the fourth floor! Ice Hell!" He turned his head and shouted to Hasebe, who had also discovered this, "Where does this little cat want to take us?"

Fu Sangshen with a serious expression poked his head out to take a look, and was almost frozen into a fool by the cold wind blowing in front of him.

"Ahem, lord..."

Hasebe turned around, subconsciously worried about whether the interrogator's poor and thin clothes could keep out the cold.

In the end, he saw a scene that made him tear up.

——His beloved lord is nestled in the arms of an old man!The two of them hugged like this!

What a shame!shameless!

Most importantly, why wasn't he the one who hugged the Lord? !

"What are you doing!" Hasebe, whose inner anger had almost turned into substance, rolled and crawled over, almost being swept off the dragon's back by the strong wind, but his eyes were still fixed on Yasuhara Tokiha.To be precise, it was staring at the person behind her.

"Well, because the little girl is super warm to hold." Sanri Yuezong told him with a smile, as if he was not playing hooligans but warming up, "It turns out that human beings keep warm like this."

"Yes, yes..." Anyuan didn't know why, but she felt a little guilty when she met those eyes, she could only hold the Odachi tightly in her arms as if asking for help, "It's really too cold QAQ"

——It's a pity that Ishikimaru didn't come out to save her this time.

Seeing Hasebe's face darken quickly, the judge hurriedly made amends, and she pointed to a ball of black quilt curled up beside her.

"Originally, I wanted to embrace Qieguo..."

However, before she finished speaking, the quilt poked her head out and shouted angrily, "Don't call me beautiful!"

"No one said you were beautiful, don't worry!" An Ding rushed over from the front, and immediately crushed the unprepared Hasebe on the dragon's back.

"Bastard! What are you doing?" Fu Sangshen with coal gray short hair struggled desperately, trying to overturn the stability that was suppressing him on his back.

Yamato Shou'an raised his head with a smile, just in time to meet Xiaoshou, oh no, it was the angry eyes of his little friend.

"Hasebe is like a stove when hugged."

That's right, people's anger is about to spurt from the top of their heads, can they not be warm?

Just as these people were arguing with each other, a gust of cold wind blew, mixed with countless fist-sized hailstones, and smashed on everyone.

Fu Sangshen didn't care, being hit was at most uncomfortable and embarrassing, but Yasuhara Tokiha was stunned for a moment when he saw the hailstorm, and the next second he was suddenly crushed by Mikazuki Zongjin.

Ehhhhh what's the matter?

Over there, Hasebe was still yelling frantically, "You bastard, let her go", and the interrogator here heard the crisp sound of hailstones hitting the armor.She looked in surprise at this Alzheimer's patient who would protect others even if he disagreed with him. She didn't expect that he would suddenly choose to do that. She saw that he just happened to look down at her, and the golden tassels in his hair naturally drooped down.

The handsome blue-haired Fu Sangshen had a calm expression on his face, but just listening to the voice, An Yuan felt that those hailstones must be very painful when they hit the parts that were not protected by armor plates.

"Does it hurt?" She asked softly.

San Riyue winked at her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth - this kind of playful gesture was made by him, but there was no sense of disobedience.

"It doesn't hurt." He also replied in a low voice, obviously not wanting others to hear the conversation between the two.

"...but if the little girl is willing to rub my back with her hands, maybe it will be better."

"I'll rub it for you when I get a chance."

Although he knew that the other party was just comforting himself, An Yuan couldn't help showing an amused smile—although he put it away in the next moment, because An Ding suddenly yelled "Look ahead!", so that they could only get up quickly, Look to the front of the black dragon flying.

It turned out that the black dragon under them had been flying for so long and was already exhausted. In addition to the continuous wind and hail just now, a bloody hole was smashed into its wings, so that it began to fly crookedly.

The towering iceberg is like a keel lying on the ground, stretching to the distance, and many white figures are staggering on the top of the mountain.When they heard the movement above their heads, they raised their heads one after another, shouting mournfully at the black dragon passing overhead.

"What is that?" Yasuhara Tokiha was terrified, a little frightened to be honest.These guys look like they're covered in snow, so they're not normal human beings, right?

"It's the undead on this iceberg."

The one who answered her was not the two undead from hell in the team, but Sanriyue Zongjin who had sat up again and hugged her tightly.

I have to say that complicated clothes are also good.For example, now, Sanriyue wraps her in layers of dark blue hunting clothes, so that no cold wind can come in.

——Because it was too cold, Yasuhara did not hesitate to abandon the innocent persona he should have, wishing to hide in something like Yamabuchi Kunihiro to avoid the cold.

However, the judge was still very curious, "Is that like Hasebe?"

"Yes, and no." Sanriyue answered her patiently, only when his eyes looked down on those poor souls trekking in the deep snow, did he show a bit of indifference and aloofness that fit his status, "They all They are dead souls who have lost their sanity and are destined to perish in the wind and snow."

"Then why did it appear in..."

Before the two of them finished speaking, the black dragon they were riding finally couldn't hold on anymore, its wings flapped desperately, and it crashed into the snow mountain not far away!

"Jump while it's close to the ground!" Hasebe yelled at them, "We can't crash into the snow mountain with it!"

"what?"

Yasuhara screamed in fright, that kind of skydiving without a parachute is going to happen again? !There is no end!

She couldn't help shivering all over, even being held in the arms of the old man "as hot as a hot water bottle" couldn't stop her from shivering.

...but they ended up jumping off anyway.

Yasuhara Tokiha was the last one to jump as usual, and a few seconds later, the dragon crashed into the snow mountain!

This time, with the wailing of the black dragon and the jaw-dropping sound of bones colliding, most of the snow-capped mountains on this side collapsed on the spot!

The air began to tremble slightly, trembling for this cold monster that was about to fall to the ground.

In the seemingly endless impact of heavy snow, even though Yasuhara Tokiha tried his best to grab the surrounding things and try to fix himself, he was still accidentally washed away by the snow flow.

I don't know how long it took until the loud noise outside finally subsided, and she also began to feel dizzy due to the lack of oxygen in her brain, and even started to think wildly, wondering if those companions didn't want her and wanted to abandon her... she was about to die in a coma At this moment, a hand pierced through the thick snow layer and grabbed the girl's wrist.

"—I found her!"

The voice was ecstatic after a long absence, and he couldn't wait to share the good news with his companions.

An Yuan barely opened her eyes. In the bitter cold wind, she found that the person who grabbed her was only wearing a thin white shirt.