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

Yasuhara Tokiha was woken up alive because his feet were too cold.

"It's freezing!" she cried, trembling, without opening her eyes.

Because she suddenly yelled, California Qingguang, who was carrying her on his back, was caught off guard and almost rolled down the mountain.

The girl who was frozen into a dog suddenly felt a pair of hands colder than the snow itself supporting herself and Qingguang. Along with the soft and weak voice in the wind and snow, An Yuan felt that this person's voice was slightly familiar.

"You finally woke up."

His voice was habitually tinged with melancholy, yet revealed a little undetectable joy.

However, the IQ of the inquisitor who had not yet woken up was not fully online, so he subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

Zong San: ... This scene seems familiar.

So he once again fell into the great sadness of "Oh master forgot me again". Fortunately, Hotaru beside him stretched out his hand and pushed him, so that the thin Fusangshen didn't kneel down on the spot.

"Really." The petite Tai Dao pressed his hat with a headache, "My lord can't remember Zongsan again."

Yasuhara Tokiha retorted subconsciously: "How can I... ehhhh!"

She straightened her waist all of a sudden, and most of the pink cassock that was originally wrapped around her body slipped off her shoulders.It's just that she is dumbfounded now, and doesn't pay attention to such trivial things—"Qingguang? Yingwan, and Zongzo! You, you..."

"Are you happy?" Qing Guang, who was walking with her on his back, stopped, turned around and looked at the dumbfounded judge with a smile.

They originally planned to surprise An Yuan.

"I'm not happy at all!" But An Yuan seemed quite panicked, "I'm in hell! If we meet again here... are you all dead?"

"..."

No one answered, and only the humming of wind and snow remained on the scene, which seemed very embarrassing.

After a few seconds, the three of them began to condemn one after another.

"You, do you just despise us like this... It's so heartbreaking! I knew the lord would despise me because I'm not cute..."

"The reason why you told the bird in the cage to give you freedom earlier is that you don't care about me, do you?"

"My lord, if you continue to say such nonsense, we will kick you into the snow mountain. In such a cold day, even fireflies won't come to rescue you."

……What?Is it real? ?Oops!

Faced with the verbal threats from his long-lost friends, Yasuhara Tokiha once again decisively admitted his cowardice.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I was wrong!!"

The cold wind blew, and she was so cold that she burst into tears, and sniffed desperately with a crying voice-but she seemed very sincere and remorseful.

"I thought I was dreaming, that's why I couldn't believe it... Ah Choo!"

She sneezed untimely, but she managed to turn her face away in time so that she didn't spray saliva on Qing Guang's self-pitying face.

Although Yasuhara felt that the other party would not care, it was better to do this kind of basic courtesy as much as possible.

But after hearing her incoherent and anxious explanation, everyone's expressions softened a lot—at least they didn't look like the expression that a snowstorm is coming.

But her claws are really cold and thick.

After California Qingguang was successfully appeased, he squinted his eyes and smiled at Anyuan. It should be a smile, because the red scarf was tightly wrapped around his face, which covered the black lines on his face while avoiding the cold.

"We were just joking just now." He said softly, "Don't be afraid, everyone is just afraid that you will forget us."

Yasuhara Tokiha shook his head desperately, showing tears of gratitude while repeatedly expressing that he hadn't forgotten.Since the day when the flood separated her, she often thought of them so much that she almost cried, just like a wanderer who left home misses her mother... To be honest, it's not that exaggerated, but she is really afraid that she will be angered by the little girl The partners kicked into this snow-capped mountain—otherwise they would definitely die.

Zongsan and Hotaru also looked very relieved. After saying a few warm words to each other, Yasuhara Tokiha noticed that the pink cassock on Zongsan Zuofuji's body was actually wrapped around him!

She looked very worried.

After all, when you see a friend walking in the snow with extremely thin clothes and rolled up sleeves in the wind and snow, you can't help but be shocked—"Zongsan, aren't you cold?!"

Fu Sangshen with long pink hair was slightly dazed, and then his blue and green eyes were bent.

"Of course it's cold."

Judge: ...

I thought you'd say it's not cold!What about the setting of [We Fusangshen is not afraid of the cold]!

Zong San didn't notice the slight change in her expression, and continued to lower his eyes and said, "But I was worried that the master would be more afraid of the cold, so I wrapped you in cassock on my own initiative."

Yasuhara Tokiha looked at the former devil who loves swords in disbelief, and it was hard to imagine that he had become so good at flirting after being separated for just over a day!

"Thank you, Sozou."

"You are overrated." Zong Sanzuo's always melancholy face showed a dazzling smile, "I am honored to be able to help Master."

Faced with the good intentions of others, the god judge did not refuse this piece of clothing.

After all, as a human being, she really needs clothes to avoid the cold, but what is stronger than the cold is probably the mutual care and love between friends.

Yasuhara Tokiha lowered his head, and touched the head of California Kiyomitsu and his braid.

"Thank you for saving me too, Qingguang."

The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen was a little embarrassed, "You...do you remember?"

"Yeah." Even though he didn't look back, An Yuan still laughed, "I thought I was going to die at the time, no one would find out that I died there..."

California Qingguang's attitude immediately became firm: "I won't let that happen!"

"I know. But it's because of you, Qingguang, that I survived." The girl continued to touch his head, "So I must thank you."

"If...if you really want to express your gratitude," the young Fu Sangshen stammered a little, "please continue to use us."

"Hey, no problem, I have to ask everyone for the rest of the way."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, but Hotaru watched them caressing each other, and interrupted very unhappy.

"Ah, that's too much."

As expected, Yasuhara Tokiha fell for the trap, lying on Kiyomitsu's back, turned his head to look at Otachi: "What's wrong, Hotaru."

"I wanted to take off my clothes and cover it for the lord!" He patted his small chest and said quite annoyed.

...You don't have to, kid.

Zongsan suddenly became expressionless: "Hingaru, we are just afraid that your fireflies will be blown away by the wind and snow." Saying this, he took a meaningful look at the other party's small body, "Who told you to rely on fireflies? What about the skeleton made up to act?"

Otachi widened his firefly green eyes, as if he was about to jump up and break Sozo's knee in the next second.

"Yes, yes, I'm not worried about you coming to compete for favor." California Qingguang also answered, and nodded pretendingly, "It's true."

In fact, the latter sentence is superfluous.

"I can't grow taller because you keep touching my head!" Hotaru retorted angrily, gesturing above his head with his hands, "I could have become taller! Then I undressed and gave it to the lord!"

The problem is that Yasuhara Tokiha was breaking out in a cold sweat when he heard it-it's nothing, thank you.Hotaru, your character design is not Chiko Muramasa!If you continue to draw OOC like this, even the author will frown!

Obviously, Qingguang and Zongsan felt that it was enough for them to take off their clothes, and there was no need for Mrs. Sihua's brat to compete for favor.

So they started arguing again-to be honest, this kind of boring argument continued from before entering hell until they successfully found Yasuhara Tokiha.Now that they have successfully found someone, even if they are still in hell, they can't stop their good mood.

"By the way, Qingguang, I want to ask you something." The judge finally remembered that she seemed to be separated from another group of friends, she hurriedly closed her eyes, and felt those invisible "threads" through her spiritual power... too Well, none of them disappeared.

According to the situation of the "line", everyone is scattered in this tall, majestic and continuous snow mountain area.

"Huh?" Qing Guang let out a soft nasal voice, "What's the matter?"

"When you rescued me, did you...well, see a big white sword? The one with blood on it..."

California Qingguang: "..."

To be honest, he didn't want to answer this question - the sword that the lord could hold on to even when he was unconscious was clearly a hateful, coquettish bitch!If it wasn't for that Zhendaojian had lost his soul (as Zongsan said), he would have to take out that Fu Sangshen named Ishikimaru and beat him up!

What?What do you say you can't beat it?Is the Sihua Datachi Hotaru in the team eating dry food!

"I lost it." Qing Guang replied coldly.

An Yuan couldn't help showing a dumbfounded expression.

"Oh, California, you scared the master again." Zong San followed the two of them, smiling lightly and coldly, "We obviously threw it back into the snow pit and left."

Yasuhara Tokiha:? ? ?

What a joke!

"Isn't the Zhendao sword already soulless? So we thought it had no value to carry, and in order to reduce the load, we just..."

Maybe it's because the acting skills of the men with swords are too good, and Yasuhara Tokiwa was frozen for a while so that his IQ was not much left.

She actually believed it!

But An Yuan didn't know how far it was from the snow pit where she was rescued, and in such a cold environment, she was not qualified to ask her own swords to go back to find a broken sword that lost her soul .

She fell down in frustration, curled up in the bed like a wounded animal.She didn't speak for a while, remembering that Ishikimaru asked herself to take his body knife out of hell before they parted.

At that time, she also personally agreed... But she didn't expect that she couldn't even do such a small thing well...

The two Fusangshen who were following Qingguang saw her expression clearly at this time, and couldn't help but look at each other—this was actually a routine they had discussed before.

Therefore, Hotaru raised his face, and at this time, relying on his innocent appearance, he deliberately asked in a casual tone: "Ah, for the lord, is that an important sword?"

"...Yes." The interrogator murmured, still immersed in great disappointment, "It was my companion who helped me a lot along the way."

Then she heard Zong San let out a faint sigh.

"In that case, why don't we go back and help you find him?"

It has to be said that this proposal moved the inquisitor very much, but she still cautiously retained a bit of reason.

"Are we... far from that snow pit?"

"Is it far away?" Zong San repeated, with a treacherous smile on his mouth, he lowered his head and asked California Qingguang, who was listening to the show silently, "California, how long have we been walking?"

Qingguang was very cooperative, and he tilted his head cutely, "Let me think about it, um—it's been about an hour."

"Did you hear? Although it is more than an hour, if you need it, we are still willing to..."

"No." Yasuhara Tokiha flatly refused, "Since we've come so far, let's forget it."

Hearing this, Zong San raised his eyebrows, obviously he got the answer he wanted to hear, but he was a little uneasy.

If the master is so determined to abandon his former companions, will he also abandon them someday?

"Why?" Hotaru saw that his complexion was not good, and asked for him.

In fact, Odachi's expression at this time is also very subtle, in a state of some kind of sorrow.

"Although I promised Mr. Ishikirimaru to take his knife out...but I know that he hopes that I can get out of hell alive."

"And this." The judge stretched out his hand from the cassock in distress and scratched his head, "The wind and snow are so heavy, and we have already walked so far—even if we walk for another hour, It may not be possible to find that vibration sword. Instead of letting everyone waste their energy on slim chances that may not succeed, it is better to accumulate energy and go out."

"After all... Isn't it more important to cherish the people in front of you than the companions who have passed away? Regarding this point, I believe Mr. Ishikirimaru will understand and agree."

No one spoke for a while, but it must be admitted that the problems that everyone was worried about were well resolved by these words.

Only Yasuhara Tokiwa was still in grief.

But in the next second, California Qingguang laughed: "I'm so happy."

"what?"

"My lord cares about us so much."

The little girl pursed her lips. She was very sad and felt like losing her companion again, so she couldn't be happy at all.

"Well, give it to her." Qing Guang said softly.

This time it was An Yuan's turn to be puzzled: "What?"

Zongsan Zuofuji smiled and pulled out the extremely light, blood-stained white daidachi from behind Hotaru as if by magic.

"The companion who helped the master is here." He smiled and showed the sword to the girl. Seeing the latter's dumbfounded expression, he felt even happier. "Since we are the master's companion, of course we will not give up at will."

At this time, if you don't know that you have been tricked!Then An Yuan can't live that long!

After a few seconds of silence, she asked a question abruptly.

"That... can I kill you all?"

"Haha, my lord is really angry." Qing Guang laughed loudly, no matter how big the snowy night was, he couldn't stop his laughter. "Sorry."

An Yuan knocked on the back of his head angrily: "Who came up with the idea!"

"It's Hotaru's idea!"

"Pull it down, California Qingguang, it was obviously suggested by Zongsan."

"Hotaru, don't slander me. A precious sword like me, which symbolizes the people of the world, will not come up with such inferior methods to test the master."

While they were making noise, there were also two figures standing on another hill not far away.

"Damn it!" The black-haired boy in the blue coat set up an awning with his hands in disbelief, "I seem to see a living clear light!"

"Oh? Who is Qingguang?"

An Ding put down her hands, feeling very helpless: "Tsk, Sanriyuedian, you lost your memory again."

"Hahaha maybe," Sanri Yue Zongjin laughed unconsciously, "Then may I ask your Excellency, who is it?"

"...you are domineering."