Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

"...The name is Eyuki Zuo, and it got its name from the saber of Itabe Oka Eyuki...It's better not to use the sword. Before drawing the sword, you should try not to wield the sword and live in harmony. Isn't that very Is it important?"

Light blue long hair raised gently, sweeping across the cheek of the girl in front of him, Jiang Xuezuo spoke lightly, his blue eyes with dark brilliance, too light to reflect the figure of the other party, he was wearing cassock , holding a Buddhist bead, even the breath of the whole body seems to be enveloped by the faint fragrance of Buddha.

"Yeah." There was no surprise, no sadness, the girl just nodded slightly, "I am your judge, you can call me the lord."

"Hello, my lord." Jiang Xue left her words silent for a moment, then said softly.

The judge received the answer from Jiang Xuezuo's text, and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he suppressed it.

Her eyes turned to Hasebe Yakiri who was beside her, and Hasebe Yakiri said quickly, "Yes, Ji Jun, that, Jiang Xuejun, please come with me, I will take you to visit the Honmaru."

"It's troublesome." Thank you softly, Jiang Xue Zuowen left the forging room with the press and cut Hasebe. His body was as white as a crane, his head was lowered, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but the aura around his body was full of oppression.

The God Judge walked out of the knife forging room slowly, directly skipped Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and left here following him.

"What's the matter, Jiang Xue-kun?" Yakiri Hasebe turned his head, asked with some doubts, and glanced at the figure of the God-inspector and Tsurumaru Kunianaga not far away, "Today Ji-jun's close servant is Tsurumaru-kun, we Let's go first."

Nodding slightly, Jiang Xuezuo didn't miss the ominous breath he felt when he was born. Although he can't feel it now, he didn't show too much emotion, and still maintained that cold appearance. Turning the string of Buddhist beads, he slowly followed the pressed and cut Hasebe in front of him and walked in another direction.

"Jiang Xuejun, please come in." Hasebe, with a smile on his face, slowly pushed open a door, and the dark atmosphere inside the door permeated, making Jiang Xue Zuowen standing outside the door unconsciously wrinkled Frown, unclean breath...

Tilting his head slightly, I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Xuezuo's words seem to see the blood flashing in the eyes of Hasebe, probably an illusion, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Hasebe , Jiang Xue Zuowen suppressed the doubts in her heart about this place, and walked into the room.

It was dark, the darkness in the room was in stark contrast to the light outside, Jiang Xue Zuowen narrowed his eyes slightly, just now he got used to the environment, he moved slightly, knelt down in front of Sanri Yue Zongjin in the room, raised his eyes ,"Hello."

"I am Mikazuki Zongjin, and I can be regarded as an old grandfather, hahaha... Welcome to our Honmaru, Jiang Xuejun, I will be a companion from now on." Mikazuki Zongjin smiled, poured a cup of tea slowly, and gently moved In front of him, "I don't know how to make tea, I hope you don't mind."

Jiang Xue shook his head in Zuowen, picked up the tea, and took a sip. This tea art is not at the level of incompetence, but very proficient. Knowing that he is just self-effacing, Jiang Xue is not entangled in this aspect, but Slowly put down the teacup, and asked, "Is His Highness Sanriyue interested?"

The smile on Sanri Yuezong's face disappeared for a moment, and then hung up again. His fingers rubbed the teacup, slightly outlining its shallow hook marks, "Jiang Xuejun has two choices," he seemed a little surprised to see him Looking at myself, I couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, don't be so nervous, Jiang Xuejun, it's not a serious choice," it's just related to your life.

Hasebe, who was behind him, said in a low voice, "One stays in his own yard, doesn't need to ask about anything, just obeys the order to go out and go out, sometimes clasping hands, sometimes drinking tea, living a comfortable life... ..."

Jiang Xue left her words silent, so she doesn't need to ask anything?His blue eyes lightly slid over the bodies of Mikami Tsukimune and Yakiri Hasebe, quietly slid across several figures around them, and finally fixed on the little blue figure, his fingers trembled slightly, revealing his heart. a surprise.

Xiaoye... is Xiaoye's left text!

Jiang Xue Zuowen looked at Xiao Ye like this, with a hint of softness in his eyes, the lines on his originally indifferent face softened quietly, taking on a touch of mortal aura, he never missed the worry and tension in Xiao Ye's eyes, and quietly pressed his heart Confused, he withdrew his eyes and met the eyes of Sanri Yuezong, who was smiling gently in front of him, without asking what the next choice was.

He got up slowly, seemingly slow, but in fact he approached Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen quickly, took his hand, and confirmed that this was indeed his little brother, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then smoothed it.

"Brother." Xiao Ye Zuowenzi shouted happily, with joy in his eyes, but the worry just now had not dissipated, but was hidden in the depths. looking at him.

"I'll choose the first one." Said these words slowly, Jiang Xue Zuowenzi's eyes did not move away from Xiaoye Zuowenfu's body, and he clearly saw that he relaxed his body as if he was relieved, Let him happily pull himself out of the room.

"Hahaha..." Sanri Yuezong smiled, watched Xiaoye pull Jiang Xue away, the crescent moon in his eyes shone brightly, with a hint of red, "Jiang Xuejun, this is a wise choice." Said He held up the cup of tea, took a sip, and looked up at the spring scene outside the window, "Where's Ji Jun?"

"I've already returned to the room. Today is Tsurumaru-kun's servant." Yingwan, who came over gently, poured himself a cup of tea, watching the swords gradually leaving the room, "It's great that Jiang Xuejun cooperated so well. Zong Sanjun and Xiaoye have wanted to see Jiang Xuejun for a long time."

"Hahaha, there is no way, Ji Jun is really troublesome, but this time, Ji Jun succeeded in forging the knife..." Sanri Yuezong smiled, and there was no smile in his eyes.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe continued, "We will be more careful."

"Very good, very good, it's good that Jiang Xuejun can come, we old people can relax a bit more." Saying that, Sanri Yue Zongjin picked up tea and some pastries, put them on the aisle, sat in the corridor, and tasted them. Tea, while enjoying the cherry blossoms, by the way, watching Yingmaru amuse Dabao with flattering words.

"Brother, let me take you to our yard!" Xiaoye called, with a smile on her face, she dragged Jiang Xuezuo through countless rooms and several corridors before stopping in front of a courtyard door. Gently push away.

A touch of red quietly flew out of the courtyard and touched Jiang Xuezuowen's clothes. He gently twirled the somewhat mischievous plum blossom petals, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zongsan Zuowenwen standing in the courtyard with a smile on his face. When he saw himself appearing, he seemed a little surprised, but also with surprise, he walked over quickly, stopped in front of himself, and said softly to himself: "Brother, welcome back."