God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Walking through the woods is a retrograde army squad headed north with a clear purpose. Its composition is so complicated that it is not like the common enemy army in this era. Don't know where the faint feeling of disobedience comes from.

There was no time for Da Dao to think more, the enemy had already entered the promising ambush circle, he exchanged glances with his teammates, and tacitly opened the prelude to the battle with a surprise attack.

The priority target is the dagger at the front of the team. The sudden fall of the companion makes the enemy's loose formation chaotic. The two-strike half-spider half-human enemy's threat blocks his companion when he rushes forward to meet the enemy. Tree trunks and bushes Cong Ling made the battlefield crowded, and the original numerical advantage of the retrograde army disappeared.

California Qingguang, who made a battle plan and chose the middle of the formation as a breakthrough, was a little proud.

——Look, I have grown a lot during this period of time, and I am not passively avoiding.

Holding the faint sense of anticipation that he hadn't recognized for a long time, Dao Dao's gaze involuntarily drifted to the God Judge in the distance for a moment, and then he focused on the battle in front of him.

With the advantage of the terrain, the Genji brothers quickly cleared out most of the enemies. Their combat efficiency is very high. Wherever the sharp cold light passes, there must be blood splattered, and there is no need to confirm the enemy's survival status.

In contrast, California Qingguang seems a little inexperienced.

"You are the only ones left." Qing Guang shook off the blood on the knife, and walked towards Ryoshaki Wakizasa, who had been cut off and could not move at first, and the gun-wielding marching army hidden behind.

Wakizawa struggled in vain and despair, as if he wanted to escape, but the retrograde army with guns who had not participated in the battle from the beginning showed a strange smile.

"Get out of the way!" Kagemaru yelled angrily from behind, and California Kiyomitsu subconsciously leaned back, and then a sharp cold light hit, colliding with the saber thrown down by the green-haired sword, making a toothache scratching sound.

The exhausted knife fell to the ground after completing the blocking task. Taking advantage of the time gained, Mustache stood firmly in front of the knife, confronting the gleaming spear tip.

The retrograde army who came up with a gun gave a rough laugh, and retracted the gun from behind Wakizawa who was pierced because he couldn't escape. Wakizawa's stiff body fell down, splashing a cloud of dust, revealing the whole picture of the spearman behind him.

Different from California Qingguang's impression, there was a faint red light glowing from his body, which was ominous like blood.

"This is an enemy you can't deal with," said Higaki flatly, "Leave here and go to the God Judge."

Half-squatting on the ground, Da Dao carefully picked up the saber of Kagemaru, and slowly backed away until he was far away from the fighting range of the two, only to realize that he was covered in cold sweat.

He didn't even see the movement of the retrograde army just now, staying here will only distract his companions, so it's better to call the master to come to the rescue.

No... Isn't it wrong to go to the God Judge only when you are in danger?

California Qingguang thought bitterly in the solemn atmosphere, and he took another look at the place where the judge was standing just now, the small figure had disappeared, and he should be coming here.

Kemaru took his saber and stared nervously at the battle between Higakiri and the retrograde army. He had fought this kind of enemy more than once, and he knew the opponent's weakness, but he still couldn't control his anxiety.

This kind of retrograde army is extremely fast and powerful. In addition, the weapon is mainly piercing. The Taidao, which is far inferior in sensitivity, has only one way to deal with the enemy. It can be said that it is the enemy he hates the most.

The battle is over in one blow.

Hidekiri firmly grasped the handle of the gun at his waist with his left hand, and split the opponent's chest with a sharp blade with the other hand. Before the fire in the spearman's eyes was extinguished, Komaru jumped up with anger and smashed the sharp knife on the enemy's shoulder. The bone spur was severed together with the neck.

"well done."

Hidekiri let go of the gun, and patted the head of his younger brother who was flying towards him in praise. However, the other party did not blush with joy like before, but carefully hugged him and let him lean against him.

"It's okay, I tried my best to avoid it." Hideki smiled and took off the blood-soaked gloves and threw them aside, "The injuries I suffered before were much more serious than this, this time I just need to bandage them."

"The master should be here soon..." California Qingguang walked over, "Why such a serious injury!"

Taidao's left waist lost a piece of flesh the size of half a palm due to the impact of the spear point, and the blood couldn't stop pouring down, which was not a problem that could be solved by bandaging.

"To deal with this kind of enemy, you have to shoot when he is attacking, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with his speed." As the blood drained, Mustache's face quickly turned pale, but he still explained in a soft voice, "If If you can’t kill him while the gun is in your body, then it’s not a one-time injury.”

Keimaru looked away, frowning tightly, forcing himself to dissipate the accumulated emotions little by little.

"--injured?"

The appraiser walked through the bushes, breaking the stagnant atmosphere just in time.

"Master, mustache cut is seriously injured and needs to be taken in manually," Qingguang Qingguang replied hastily, "Can you treat it here?"

Kemimaru quickly turned his head and looked at the judge who was always forgotten by him, but Higakiri looked at the judge strangely, wondering why he didn't hear anything.

Jing Mo half-kneeled beside Mustuki, checking the wound while inputting spiritual energy, the bleeding soon stopped, and Gai Qingguang, who was squatting next to him, breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Mustuki's snow-white face, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. strange feeling.

It seemed that the brothers were always covered in blood.

"We can only stop the blood and analgesia first, and the rest needs to be taken into the room for further treatment." The examiner took out a few pieces of talisman paper and pasted them on the wound, "Go back to the pill now."

Hidekiri blinked his eyes, and found that the wound really didn't hurt much, he stood up slowly with the strength of the knee pill, the bursts of coldness and dizziness were within the acceptable range, enough to deal with unexpected situations .

Mustache turned his head to look at his younger brother, who did not look back as if angry, but his face was indeed much better than before.

It is really convenient to have a god judge, probably a little more convenient than troublesome.

he thinks.

Kawaii Kiyomitsu ran to the other side of him, and Kazumaru shared his weight, but the wound would still be pulled when he walked. The loss of the waist side disrupted the balance of the body, and the upper body shook uncontrollably every time he took a step.

"That's not okay, I'll do it."

Qingguang subconsciously made way for the judge, and then saw that he fixed the waist and back with one hand, supported his legs with the other, and easily hugged the Taidao horizontally.

Ahh... I seem to have seen this scene somewhere... It's just that now that I've grown up, not only my envy has eased a lot, but I also feel a little sympathetic.

If it was me who was seriously injured, I would definitely have to go back to Honmaru in such a disgraceful manner, and the master does not advocate the behavior of being injured at any time. Isn't the conversation room next to his room set up for this purpose?

California Qingguang looked at Hu Qie, who was speechless for a while, his eyes widened slightly, completely unaware that everyone, including himself, had misunderstood the fatherly heart of the judge.

"...Why don't I carry my brother back home," Keimaru suggested weakly, "It shouldn't damage the wound anymore..."

The following words were silenced by the inquisitor's half-smile expression.

Jing Mo skillfully adjusted the posture of the sword in his arms so that he would not be as stiff as a steel plate, and then signaled with his eyes to Kai Qingguang to open the passage back to Honmaru.

...is this really a hassle?

Hidekiri relaxed his body, thinking earnestly and at a loss.

"Eh—did anything interesting happen during the expedition?"

"Interesting or not... Anyway, a lot happened."

It was still late spring in Honmaru, on a peaceful night with a breezy breeze, Kiyomitsu, Tsurumaru and Smiling Qinge sat on the porch chatting, and the Genji brothers lay in the room behind their backs.

After closing the sliding door for the sleeping wounded, Tsurumaru strongly asked Kiyomitsu to chat to satisfy his curiosity.

"Your relationship with them has improved a lot," Tsurumaru pulled up a slender and soft blade of grass, as if trying to weave it into a certain shape, "That's why I want to know."

"Hmm..." Qing Guang looked at him vigilantly for a while, and then recounted what happened in the past two days from the beginning.

"Going straight to the Heian era? It's a pity that I didn't participate in such an interesting thing." Tsurumaru immediately became interested in being so off track at the beginning, and threw the blade of grass in his hand aside to pretend to be listening carefully. Look, "And then? What kind of people and things have you met?"

It was very difficult for California Qingguang not to roll his eyes at him, skipped the conversation between himself and the judge, and started talking about meeting the thieves.

"... At that time, Higaki asked the master what to do. I was still embarrassed for a while. After all, we came to this era unintentionally, and we don't have enough information. If we kill him and change history, it will be very bad, but It's very uncomfortable to just let him go." Qing Guang said with some resentment, "Fortunately, the master has a way."

"The next time this happens again, Qingguangdian, you can do it directly." Owaki Misa, who had been listening attentively, interrupted abruptly, "It's not what a samurai does to put the lord in a dilemma."

"Yeah, just kill that guy directly, anyway, he deserves to die," Tsurumaru also said with a smile, "Higakiri and the others are very experienced, if they can't kill you, they will definitely stop you--Continue, the master is How did you do it?"

Kakashi Kiyomitsu instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but Tsurumaru's urging was urgent, so he had no choice but to continue talking, finishing the battle between Higakiri and the marching army in one breath.

"These guys also appeared on the outer battlefield..." Tsurumaru said thoughtfully, "It looks like it will be very hard in the future."

"What the hell is going on?" California Qingguang couldn't help asking, "I've never seen such a guy."

"When our master is able to enter a deeper battlefield, you will often encounter it. It's better not to get close now," Tsurumaru's heaviness only lasted for a short time before disappearing, and he still said happily , "Smiley knows them very well, doesn't it?"

"There are only frequent collisions in the world, but the hearts are still far away," Owaki Zai sighed, "It can't be called familiarity, and the relationship that always meets at night is really unreliable."

"..."

"I mean fight."

Although he knew that Smiling Qingjiang liked this kind of speaking style occasionally, but Kiyomitsu still couldn't answer the conversation as casually as Tsurumaru.

"It's time to put targeted special training on the agenda." Tsurumaru crossed his legs and fell back, resting his head on his hands and looking at the night sky, "Tomorrow I'll go to discuss with Kagemaru, he is still very qualified as a guide of."

——The rest is about to come to an end.