The working dog Gou only wants to eat the mantra

"This is..." When San Riyue said this, she glanced at Jiu Jin Po, and the little white dog understood what he meant, and said, "My name is Jiu Jin Po."

"Jiujin-kun." The white-haired young man bent his eyes: "It's the first time we meet, I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

Obviously it was just a simple greeting, but Jiu Jinpo suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He shook his hair, looked around vigilantly, and found nothing strange.

"To put it simply, Lord Jiujin can purify us." San Riyue explained, "Maybe it's a miracle sent from heaven."

"Oh—is it a miracle!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened his eyes wide, and the gold chains on his clothes made a crisp sound of collision: "It seems that the gods haven't abandoned us yet."

Before Jiu Jinpo could react, he saw the man leaning over exaggeratedly, forehead to forehead: "Will Mr. Jiu Jin stay and help us?"

The fur on the forehead was crushed, and the little white dog squatted down on one buttocks, pressing behind its ears: "Stay, stay?"

"Hemaruden, you scared him." Mikazuki Zong said close by, but he didn't intend to stop him.

"Life needs to be frightened to be alive, wouldn't a pool of stagnant water be too boring." Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed.

Jiu Jinpo looked up at them.

Although the current atmosphere seems to be good, everyone in Honmaru is also very friendly, not as bad as Honosuke said, but his intuition makes him unable to relax.

"I can help you." Jiu Jinpo said: "But I can't stay here forever. If I keep disappearing, Jie and Xiaozhi will be worried."

"It's okay, Foxnosuke can send you back to the time when you left." Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and raised a finger: "Mikazuki should have told you, this place is in the gap between time and space, there is no time." Concept, as long as you find the right time, no matter how long you stay here, it will only be a second when you go back."

"Really?" Jiu Jinpo widened his eyes.

"Of course." Tsurumaru Kuninaga nodded his lips: "Gods don't lie."

When he said this, Jiu Jinpo smelled a stronger smell. He had a constitution that could not be full, and there was always food dangling in front of him, which really challenged Gougou's self-control.

"Then I'll stay." Jiu Jinpo swallowed, "You should take care of the food."

"Of course, the craftsmanship of candlestick cutting is great." Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly reached out and hugged him: "Let me take you to meet everyone in Honmaru..."

"Let's hold a welcome ceremony!" Jin Jian suddenly poked his head in: "Apo can see everyone at once, and everyone can play together."

He sighed like an adult: "It's been a long time since this pill has been as lively as before."

Sanri Yuezong hummed for a while, then smiled slowly and said: "Alright, it's time for our old bones to move."

He walked out of the room and stretched himself in the corridor: "The weather is good tonight."

Jiujinpo stuck his head out of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's arms to have a look. The sky was covered by overcast clouds, and he couldn't even see a single star. There was a cold and corrupt atmosphere in the air. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like the weather was good. .

"Without the spiritual power of the God-inspector, this has always been the case in this pill." Tsurumaru Kuninaga seemed to see the doubt in his Doudou's eyes, and explained: "Everything here is controlled by the God-inspector. , There is no sunny day here anymore, the land cannot be cultivated, and even the horses raised are dead.”

"Who is the judge?" Jiu Jinpo tilted his head: "If you need spiritual power to control, can't your spiritual power be enough?"

"No." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's tone rose: "If the fallen Fusangshen can freely enter and exit the Honmaru, it might infect everyone, so only outsiders can serve as God judges."

Speaking of this, he suddenly pinched Jiujinpo's ears: "If Lord Jiujin's spiritual power was stronger, he might be a good candidate, but unfortunately..."

It is not an easy task to bear the burden of swords and pay the gods. The higher the rarity of the sword, the more spiritual power is required. Those who are full of swords have powerful spiritual power without exception.Although there is only a small part of the sword left in the current Honmaru, it cannot be supported by Jiujinpo.

Spiritual power……

——It was exhausted during the previous battle.

Jiu Jinpo blinked her eyes, closed her mouth and remained silent.

I always feel that speaking out is not a wise choice.

"All the spiritual power accumulated in the past few days has been used up." Sanri Yuezong said shortly.

Foxnosuke sat upright: "Is it all right? The first phase and one side..."

"It's okay." Sanri Yuezong put his hands in his sleeves, looked back, and smiled: "I believe Jiujin Jun can appease him."

Foxnosuke was worried, and walked away step by step.

It was excluded, so naturally it didn't know that Jiujinpo could absorb the breath of the dark fall, and only thought that Sanriyue would use his spiritual power to appease Yiqi, and his paws were very heavy.

Doing so might kill that little monster, but if I refuse...

Foxnosuke sighed humanly.

It is just a mass-produced shikigami. Although it is a bit afraid of death, even if it is really killed, it will not cause any serious problems. But after the god judge escaped, the threat of Mikazuki prevented it from acting rashly.

The government of Tokinosuke, Foxnosuke, and Token Fusangshen were all born to maintain the correctness of history. Nowadays, the offensive of the retrograde army is becoming more and more frequent. If there is a problem at this point in time, it is likely to affect the entire battle situation.

The best way is to appease them as before and continue to wait for the turning point.

Before that... I can only hope that San Riyue will be more measured and not hurt the little monster's life.

The spiritual power was infused into the damaged contract, lighting up all the links, and even the Honmaru swayed, and it seemed that even the air was much fresher.

"It's a pity that there is nothing now." Tsurumaru Kuninaga came to the hall holding Jiujin Po.

It was a room that could accommodate dozens of people. Although it was covered with dust now, the original splendor can still be seen from various details.

Jiujinpo has been smelling the fragrance of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body all the time, and couldn't help it at this moment, and whispered: "I'm hungry, can I lick you?"

He also seemed to know that his words were ambiguous, and quickly added: "Just lick it, and definitely won't bite it!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

He took the initiative to put his hand to Jiujinpo's mouth: "Don't worry, I have cleaned it well."

Jiu Jinpo seemed to be sucking milk, and made a click sound because she was too eager.

"San Riyue is really not exaggerating." Tsurumaru Kuni stood still on the spot, murmured for a while, then suddenly raised the little white dog with the other hand and slammed it on his forehead: "Jiujin-kun is really sent from heaven." one's gift."

Jiujin Po, who was cooking happily, opened his mouth blankly, and even his fingers fell out of his mouth, not very happy: "Only friends can kiss each other, Tsurumaru-kun can't kiss me."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled all over his face: "Hey, I was the one who was rude."

He reached out to touch the little white dog's head, and thought again: "Friends can kiss each other... I always feel that something is wrong, is it a way of expressing friendship between monsters?"

"Jie told me." The little white dog puffed up his furry little chest and his ears stood up: "If the other party agrees, friends can do some intimate actions, which is conducive to enhancing feelings and expressing intimacy."

"That's it." Tsurumaru Kuninaga rolled his eyes: "It's an interesting statement."

He stretched out his fingers: "Do you still want to eat?"

"Yes!" Jiu Jinpo rushed over, hugged his hand with claws, and started to lick it.

Really fragrant!

During the "eating" process, some people came to the hall one after another, but they didn't approach or talk to each other, they just sat down quietly in the distance.

A few of them were so fragrant that Jiu Jinpo couldn't help but look at them, and wanted to taste them very much.

"Are you all here?" Mikazuki Zongjin walked in from the outside, glanced at Jiujin Po, who was holding Tsurumaru Kuninaga's finger in his mouth, and raised the corners of his lips: "I'm calling everyone this time to introduce you to a New friend."

His words caused a bit of commotion in Honmaru, the young man with light blond short hair held his head and smiled softly: "Honmaru is not suitable for entertaining new friends right now."

"Naturally not an ordinary friend." Sanriyue came, hugged Jiujinpo, and reached out to touch his big tail, which had no place to rest: "This is Jiujin Jun, he feeds on dark fallen breath."

Just need to stop here.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, there was a burst of chaos below, and one of the teenagers in a white coat suddenly stood up: "Sanri Yuedian, is what you said true?"

"I won't joke about this kind of thing." Mikazuki Zongjin winked at him: "Even if you don't believe Tsurumaruden, you should believe me."

"Wow, what do you mean even if you don't believe me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand in protest: "Although I like pranks, I won't spoof everyone on such an important matter."

His justification was drowned out by the crowd surrounding him, so he could only sit cross-legged in depression.

"He can inhale the dark breath...that is to say, Brother Yiqi can regain his sanity." The boy in the white coat pushed his glasses, and his breathing was a little short: "San Ri Yue Dian, can we start now?"

"Of course." Miri Yue Zongjin smiled and said, "Jiujin Jun has agreed to stay and help us."

He handed Jiujinpo to Yaoyan: "How is the state of the first-phase hall recently?"

"Almost completely lost my mind." Yaoken took a deep breath: "I used to occasionally respond to me, but recently I only stopped when I almost hurt me. If there is no improvement, maybe in a few days... "

Jiu Jinpo felt that he was enveloped by deep sadness, and the strength of the other party's hugging him also increased, and he said quickly: "It's okay, I will try my best to bring him back to his senses."

The little white dog in his arms spoke suddenly, Yao Yan was taken aback, and gently patted his head: "If you can really save Brother Yiqi, I can do anything for you."

The author has something to say: Crane Ball: Gods don’t lie

Fallen Crane Ball: But we are no longer gods!

Dog hook: ...? ? ?

Looking at the comments, I found that Ah Gou and Wutiao may have enmity. There is Wutiao Wuwu in the front, Wutiao Crane Ball in the middle, and Jiege wearing Wutiao cassock in the back (really a miserable dog hook)