God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

In fact, that strange machine can be used, so that no one will follow.

The young examiner thought as he looked at the people following behind him.

But the voice in my heart said that it must be used, otherwise it will be even more inconvenient in the future.

I don't know what kind of inconvenience it is.

The process of traveling through time and space was still very short, as soon as his feet landed on the ground, Jing Mo found his target from the crowd.

The shining thing is the trace left by the familiar power, and the smell of medicine is still coming from the other party's body.

Was it the injury you got while fighting me?Does that mean he is strong!

Youju rushed into the crowd excitedly dragging a long knife. Although the handle of the knife was about the same height as him, he swung it very easily. There is no doubt that the retrograde army quickly lost its combat effectiveness.

The black blood splashed out and splashed on the young judge's body. He just paused for a moment, wiped away the parts around his eyes that affected his vision, and immediately rushed to the center again.

While blocking the re-encircling enemies, Yao Yan chased after the little figure along the enemy's blank area, fearing that if he slowed down by a step, the opponent would be submerged in the enemy group and could not see his shadow.

Anyway, nothing will happen to you.

Smiling Qingjiang followed closely behind him, and it was no surprise that what he saw was the place he had visited before, and the center of the enemy group was the acquaintance who caused him to lose his saber.

He has been thinking about this possibility since the juvenile judge tore his clothes. Although he usually doesn't show it on purpose, his master's belligerence is undoubtedly a kind of nature. What would be the choice?

really.

And that historical revisionist, who went out to work so dedicatedly that his injuries were not healed?

Owaki almost thought, it seems that the injury last time was too light.

As for Zong San, he has no time to think now, the number of enemies is too many, he must put all his attention on the battle.

The juvenile god judges fought all the way to the historical revisionists.

Because of his height, the other party did not see the source of the commotion, but could only see the blank area that was constantly moving in the army, until the young child cut down the last row of marching troops and stood in front of him.

"Come and fight," said the little child, covered in blood, with a long knife trailing behind him, "are you strong?"

There was a sharp smile on Youyuan's cheeks, and this sense of confusion caused the man who always wore a mask to take a step back.

Strong is definitely not strong. He was not a combatant in the first place, and he was injured for some reason not long ago—it was not left to him by Jing Mo, but was pierced by a woman with a hairpin on the old wound. .

Facing a strange child he had never seen before, he alertly activated his upgraded protective shield.

"I'm not good at fighting." He tried his best to act as harmless as possible. "If it's only about being strong in force, then I'm not the person you're looking for."

"You have my mark on you," the young judge narrowed his eyes, "I'll kill you if you lie."

These capable people just like to do superfluous things.

The man cursed secretly. He had dealt with all kinds of spiritual power users, and of course he was full of hatred. He couldn't be sure what caused the current situation.

"If you just want to fight, I'm a very boring choice." The man helped the mask on his face. "As you can see, I have neither great strength nor special abilities. I am a civilian."

So why am I interested in him?

The young mind examiner looked at him suspiciously. He was indeed very weak. There were no signs of exercise in his muscles or bones, and his mental strength was not a special force field.

The man took a step back secretly.

He must be lying!

You Shen swung the long knife in a circle with no expression on his face, and the sharp light of the knife drew a smooth arc from behind, and the cutting point was right on top of the opponent's head.

Don't kill him yet.

The voice in my heart reminded my young self.

why?

Useful to pull interesting things out of him.

Is it fun?

The voice from the bottom of my heart didn't resound, but the young judge's blade almost stopped after breaking through the two protective shields like cutting tofu.

He looked at it with a straight face for two seconds, and once again confirmed that the opponent was just a weak chicken with no power to fight back, he stretched out his hand in disgust.

The white light flickered on the man who was already completely stiff.

"You are my prey now," the juvenile judge declared, "Be good when we meet again next time."

Without saying a word, the other party activated a device and disappeared from the spot.

The man who simply wanted to stay away didn't expect that the other party would slash as soon as he said it. The danger came and ended too quickly, resulting in a state of numbness in body and mind, and even escaping was mechanical.

After leaving that place far away, fear spread from the bottom of his heart, and completely engulfed him like a dark tide, bottomless.

--terrible.

He hates this kind of type who doesn't listen to the argument at all!

After watching the other party disappear, the young judge sighed maturely, not knowing what he wanted to do when he grew up.

But let's take care of the people who are chasing you first.

The young judge changed hands with the knife, dragged the knife and rushed back into the battlefield.

It's not because it's too long and it's inconvenient to turn around, it's because your hands are tired!

Yao Yan is now meeting with Qing Jiang and the others, the opportunity is fleeting, just take a step slower, the path cleared by the God-inspector has been filled by the time-traveling army, and they are trapped in a bad situation situation.

"It can't go on like this," Dagger panted slightly, "there are too many enemies, we have to move to the border."

"It's a little late now," the smiling Qingjiang deflected the blade on the opposite side flexibly, and stabbed under the side of the sword that was attacking Zongsan, "I have to support here for a while and wait for him to come to us."

"..." The dagger pursed his lips, pulled the saber out of the enemy's throat, and ruthlessly went to find the next enemy.

Fortunately, this difficult siege didn't last long. The young god judges fought all the way back, and the enemies seemed to have received some orders, and scattered when they saw the small creatures.

"Are you injured?" Zong San shoved the knife into the sheath carelessly and hurried forward to ask.

The little creature's body was covered in jet-black blood stains, and its originally snow-white cheeks were smeared in a mess, not to mention the long hair on the back.

Because he was in a hurry when he came out, Jing Mo was barefoot. He completely lost interest in the retrograde soldiers who scattered as soon as he saw him. Now he dragged his knife and looked around the three people to make sure that they were not injured. Then shook his head.

Zong San sighed, tore off a piece of his underwear, wiped the little creature's face, and hugged him questioningly.

You Shen looked at his messy clothes, hesitated a little before stepping on his knees and standing on his shoulders.

Zongsan, who intended to hug him, sighed sadly again, stood up and left.

Thinking about the good, at least he didn't stand on his own head, so that he was truly superior to the masters of the past dynasties.

Qing Jiang followed behind, holding up the little creature's long hair.

...It is nearly twice as heavy as before, so I have to hold it down and wash it well when I go back.

So a group of people set foot on the way home silently.

All the members of Honmaru were waiting for their return. Although the god judge's blood stains were shocking, but looking at the expressions of the people around him, there was no misunderstanding. The group went to the hot spring smoothly.

When the young Jingmo saw the hot spring water, he plunged into it with a bang. After a while, the blood-soaked clothes slowly floated to the surface of the water, and the young judge thumped against the clothes and ordered: "Don't look at it from the sidelines." I'll take a shower, you all stand back."

His eyes were still round and round, with a look of vigilance.

……All right.

So everyone filed out again, leaving desserts and clean clothes by the hot spring. Although they were worried about whether the owner was tired or whether he would not be able to float to the surface because he was too short, he said so, what else could he do? Woolen cloth.

Although everyone had finished walking, Youju didn't come out from under his clothes, but turned to stare at the hibiscus bushes beside the hot spring. There was an unnatural rustling sound from the bushes, and a gray-faced little white crane came out of it.

"I can accompany you, we are both children, and we have soaked in hot springs together before," Tsurumaru leaned over and asked, "You see we are the same."

He stretched out his short paws to indicate that they were from the same country.

"You were made smaller," the juvenile judge didn't fall for his tricks, "You are the same as they used to be."

"You were also made smaller," Bai He said with a smile, "Why didn't you want us to see it? You didn't even care about it before."

"No one can see it, my body has secrets," Youju replied seriously, "What if it is discovered?"

"What's the secret?" Bai He got excited and asked, lying on the ground by the hot spring, "Isn't it hot to hide under the clothes? Let's come out and talk."

It was indeed a bit hot, and the young judge, whose face was slightly red, thought about it, and got back into the water.

After dozens of seconds, he floated back again, this time not under his clothes, but swam a few meters with a disgusted face, far away from the blood-tainted waters.

But it's closer to Tsurumaru's side.

So Bai He's eyes lit up, and he moved forward a little further: "Did you go to check your secret just now? Tell me the secret, and I will help you keep it together."

"No," the young judge replied fiercely, "If anyone finds out, I will kill you."

"Then give me some hints and I'll guess. Is it about the body?" Bai He didn't intend to take this sentence seriously at all, but just said with a smile, "I've soaked in hot springs with you before, and I didn't find anything. I guess it’s definitely not something you can see casually.”

The little creature blinked and blinked, as acquiescence.

"But you went down to check by yourself just now, which means you will still be spotted by the naked eye, right?" Bai He felt like a hunter in the jungle, step by step coaxing the vigilant little beast closer to him.

Then wait for the opportunity to grab it and put it on your side.

You Shen looked at him, sank into the water, and pouting out a string of bubbles from under the water.

"Does it have something to do with becoming smaller?" Bai He asked aggressively, "Is it a secret only at this time?"

He was answered with a splash of bloody bath water.

After seeing the white crane being dirty by himself, Youshen couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes, he swam a little far away, gloated and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I won't tell you."

After wiping his face with his sleeve and finding that it was not clean, Tsurumaru simply jumped into the hot spring, relying on his height advantage of about one centimeter to chase the little creature, but after swimming around the pool three times, he had to be out of breath. Admitting that I can't catch up with him when I get smaller.

Seeing that he stopped chasing him, the little creature who had a good time came over to him after a while, and found that his new playmate was simply exhausted, so he gave him a disgusted look, and stretched out his hand to release a little spiritual power to help him recover .

... a little touched, I haven't felt it for a long time.

Bai He gasped for breath, but this didn't interfere with his next actions at all. While Youshen was concentrating on releasing his strength, he stretched out his arms and swooped, successfully catching the little guy who gradually became familiar with him.

"I caught it, were you surprised?" Bai He laughed and said, "Do you want to think about telling me the secret?"

The young judge instinctively wanted to resist, but was also afraid of hurting this fragile creature that would pant after three laps of swimming. Maru pressed into the water to show that he was fully capable of resisting, and he was not caught because he didn't react.

"Gululu...poof..."

Vaguely feeling that this scene seemed familiar, Bai He spat out the bloody water in his mouth, and leaned against the hot spring stone with a vicissitudes of life.

Destiny is indeed a circle.

Guiltyly, You Shen pushed the dirty clothes to a distance to speed up the flow of water to make the water in the pool cleaner. He also didn't like this kind of environment.

Bai He slowed down for a while, and came over to help the little creature untie its messy hair. With such a movement, the water that had finally looked clear became cloudy again, and he sighed.

"Although you have to be stained with red to look like a real crane, it would be too outrageous to have your whole body red," he clumsily combed the hair that was longer than himself, "I can understand now that you didn't want to How do you feel about sending the daggers to the battlefield, do you know what you are doing?"

"It's fighting the enemy," the young Jingmo replied quickly, and looked at Bai He with "you're a bit stupid" eyes, "For the safety of some people, kill the party that breaks the rules and restore order to the world."

It's kind of like that.

Bai He smiled.

"My mission is to keep fighting," the little creature tilted his head, motioning for him to comb the position next to his left ear, "I can't stop, if I stop, I'll feel like I'm dead."

"...Why do you say that?" Bai He felt his heart skip a beat.

"Because I haven't changed." The little creature shook his head and found it much more comfortable. "So I have to confirm it from the outside world. If I tell you, you can't understand it."

"I can understand," probably because the child factor has not been completely eliminated, Bai He emphasized unconvinced, "I can understand what you say."

"..." The little creature gave him a contemptuous look, then swam away again, its black hair leaving bloody traces in the water.

"...Really, I haven't washed it clean yet," Tsurumaru sighed and chased after him, "Tell me your secret and I'll comb your hair for you, okay?"

"It seems to be working," Hasebe heaved a sigh of relief as he leaned his ear against the wall and listened carefully to what was going on inside. "Children probably don't feel oppressed."

"Mr. Crane can easily get along with others." Candlestick cut with a bowl in his hand, "The conductivity of the sound will be better with this."

"Thank you," Hasebe took the bowl seriously, and continued to lie on the wall, "Let Sankayue try it next time."

"Hahaha, yes, I have always been very attractive to children," San Riyue agreed with a smile, "and I have also mastered the skill of swinging."

Since Tsurumaru was exposed, he didn't need to pretend anymore—I thought Tsurumaru could last a little longer, but unlike the situation where Tsurumaru stiffened as soon as he saw Higakiri, most of the Fusangshin in Honmaru It froze at the sight of him.

For example, Dajuli, who is now straight-handed and straight-footed, trying to avoid his sight, is a typical example.

"It looks like you don't need to worry too much here," Ishikirimaru kindly blocked Mikazuki's sight of Okuri with his body, "Let's go and listen to Sozo and the others. He should know what happened tonight. clearest."

The author has something to say: Tsurumaru, who tried to formulate and failed...

I don’t know why I feel very gloating, hahaha, it’s the crane that’s stained red, and if it’s all red, it’s... flamingos?

Continuing on a business trip... Comments will be back when I get home, but everyone must, must, never abandon me QAQ

Come on, the juvenile judge will show you how cute it is

Young Jingmo: Super Fierce.jpg

Thanks to the little angel male god who irrigates the nutrient solution is Zonggong and Taibaixing Jun~

love you~