Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

Jiang Xue Zuowen glanced at the god judge lightly, but did not speak. The tea was as calm as his heart. Compared with the purpose of this god judge, he only cared about everyone in this pill.

The examiner didn't care about Jiang Xue's indifferent attitude towards Zuo's writing, or rather, Jiang Xue's attitude was exactly what she wanted.

Negligence, indifference, and finally habitual indifference.

That's the best way, the god judge raised his sleeves, the corners of his mouth raised for a moment, and then faded away.

It was quiet, and there were only two people in the room who seemed to be concentrating on drinking tea. On the table, there were a few candies scattered on the white porcelain plate, and a wicker stick was inserted in the long bottle.

The slender willow stalks are dotted with dots of green, new blooms, but everything stops when they are picked, and the slight yellow dots on the edges of the delicate branches are traces of the passing of life.

Jiang Xue looked at the wicker in Zuowen, with a concentrated expression, her head had already diverged, and her soul flew to nowhere.

The judge's gaze stayed on Jiang Xuezuo's text all the time, and there was a faint blue light in his eyes, but they returned to their original state when the other party's gaze came.

Who knows the intention hidden under the light smile?

——In this Honmaru, probably only Tsukami Munechi and Tsurumaru Kuninaga know the basics, right?

Thinking of this, the judge had a wave in his eyes, but there was no trace of a smile. He turned his eyes around Jiang Xue Zuowenwen in front of him, and sighed softly.

It's a pity that the one who knows me best is Jiang Xuezuo's writing, but only Jiang Xuezuo's writing.

She shook her head, slammed the table, stood up under the still unchanged gaze of the other party, and stretched out her right hand quickly, reaching towards Jiang Xue's body on the waist of the left text.

Jiang Xue Zuowen frowned, resisting her desire to stop, and let her hand rest on the handle of her knife.

There was no killing intent, except for the instinctive urge to protect the body as a sword Fusangshen at the very beginning, Jiang Xuezuo didn't feel anything wrong in the left text.

So... it's okay to let her touch it?

Jiang Xue left her thoughts in this way, staring at the movements of the God Judge who was infinitely approaching her.

The judge was a little surprised. In her imagination, Jiang Xuezuo's writing should be able to protect the blade, but he didn't do so.

But yes, if it is exactly the same as imagined, then it is not Jiang Xuezuo's writing.

Smiling and shrugging his shoulders, the judge flicked his sleeves and returned to his seat, "Jiang Xuejun really trusts me, this is not good."

"No killing intent." Jiang Xuezuo explained nonchalantly, took a sip from the teacup, and there was a wave of waves in the tea.

"Really?" The judge glanced at him, and his eyes paused for a second on his body wrapped in the dark blue inner suit, "Calculating the time, it has been about half a month since you were injured last time."

Not caring about the silence of the other party, the judge continued: "The injury is probably almost healed, how about going to practice it?"

Jiang Xue Zuowen raised her eyes to look at the judge suspiciously, drank the last sip of tea in the teacup, and said in a low voice: "Practice?"

The judge nodded, "Drilling is similar to going out, but the injuries on the body during the drill will recover after the drill, and there is nothing wrong with it."

She chuckled softly, "Since Zongsan and Xiaoye are afraid that you will have this kind of injury again after you go out, it's better to go to a drill that can improve your training speed and avoid real damage."

Jiang Xuezuo had never heard of the drill before, so he silently wrote it down, and asked about it after preparation. After all, it's not a problem to stay in the pill all the time.

Nodding her head to express her slight gratitude, although she didn't know what the God Judge was after, but, according to His Royal Highness Sanriyue, she didn't want her to be cut off at this time.

That being the case, the so-called beneficial things she said were probably half-truths and half-false.

Jiang Xue raised her left hand, and the long sleeves slid down, revealing her smooth wrist, and reached out to refill tea.

The examiner's eyes darkened, his eyes fluttered, he lowered his head, staring intently at the teacup in his hand, still paying attention to his surroundings.

Jiang Xue lowered her eyes on her left words. For some reason, she always felt a little sleepy. He raised his hand and pressed his temple, and yawned under the cover of his long sleeves.

His eyes were a little hazy, he felt that the judge in front of him seemed to be separated. After his eyes were blank, his eyes slowly closed. He tilted his body and fell on the table. The tea spilled and stained the corners of his clothes.

The judge narrowed his eyes meaningfully, stood up slowly, walked slowly to the side of Jiang Xuezuo's text, reached out with one hand, stroked his long hair, leaned close to his ear, and said in a deep voice: "I've said it all." , even if there is no killing intent, you should be more vigilant, as a sword, how can you be so vigilant?"

She chuckled, "But it's not in vain. I specially gave you ten times the dose. After all, it's Fusangshen. The amount for ordinary people is probably not enough."

He stretched his hand down, grabbed his left hand, lifted it up, and rolled up his long sleeve, revealing the scarred wound.

The wound was still hideous, and even though it had scabbed over, the depth of the original wound could still be seen through the black hard skin.

The judge held Jiang Xuezuowen's wrist with one hand, and took out a dagger from his arms with the other hand, and poked open the scar expressionlessly, allowing blood to ooze from the wound.

Jiang Xue Zuowen seemed to feel the pain, frowned, moved her body, but still did not wake up.

The examiner breathed a sigh of relief, and after confirming that the other party really hadn't woken up, he bit his own fingertips and drew a pattern on Jiang Xue's left wrist with his own blood.

The pattern emitted a faint light, and then it gradually dissipated, and the God Judge slowly used spiritual power to heal his wound, restoring the wound to its original appearance.

With a flick of her long sleeves, she erased the traces of her being here. She stood up calmly, turned and left.

As the sun sets, drifting clouds gather in the sky, and the red gauze has been put on, turning into a world of pink and blue.

The fine leaves fluttered down on the table lightly, without making a sound, but woke up the sleeping person.

Jiang Xue Zuowen's eyes were still a bit hazy, she raised her head, subconsciously wanted to rub her eyes, but stopped abruptly.

Xiaoye Zuowenzi in front of him was staring at him intently.

Jiang Xue Zuowenzi, who always valued the image of his elder brother in front of his younger brother, silently put down his hand, raised his hand and rubbed Xiaoye Zuowenfu's head, his fingers raging in his soft blue hair.

"Xiaoye, why are you here?" Jiang Xue Zuowen asked gently, in a completely different state from the usual indifference.

"Brother, you're awake." Xiao Ye followed Jiang Xue's movement of rubbing her head, rubbing Zuo Wenwen, very obediently.

Jiang Xuezuo, who was instantly killed by his younger brother, restrained his urge to cover his chest and scream, and retracted his hand naturally, but he cried in his heart: ah, my brother's soft hair, I want to touch it for a while.

His face was still calm, and he responded simply: "Yes."

Already accustomed to his brother's brief response, Xiao Ye Zuowen didn't feel anything wrong, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect my brother to work so hard, so tired that he fell asleep on the table."

Tired to sleep on the table? !

Jiang Xue Zuowen glanced blankly at the desktop, and then at the faintly visible sunset outside the door.

Combining them carefully, Jiang Xuezuo's words came to a conclusion:

When I went back to my room to drink tea after my episode was over, I was so tired that I fell asleep on the table.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xue Zuowen felt that there was nothing wrong with this logic. After all, his injury hadn't fully healed yet, maybe there were some sequelae?That's why I'm tired.

Jiang Xue Zuowenwen poured a cup of tea for Xiaoye Zuowenwen, and said softly: "Have some tea, how are you today?"

"Yeah," Xiaoye Zuowenzi opened his eyes wide, watched Jiang Xue's movement of pouring tea, and answered questions obediently, "Very good, the battle went smoothly, there is no problem."

"War..." Jiang Xuezuo's words had just started before being interrupted.

"Brother has been doing inside stories recently, will he be tired?" Xiaoye Zuowenwen asked cautiously. He and brother Zongsan have been restricting brother Jiang Xue's actions recently. If brother gets angry because of this...

Xiaoye Zuowenwen lowered her head slightly, a little worried.

Jiang Xue was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Xiao Ye to bring up this matter by herself, only to see him smile slightly, softening the originally indifferent expression, like a fairy dyed into the world of mortals.

"Why, I know you are doing it for my own good," Jiang Xuezuo said slowly, with gentle eyes, "As long as it is what you want, I will do it."

Xiao Ye Zuowenwen looked at Jiang Xuezuowenhua who would melt the original frost every time he faced himself and Zongsan, and a burst of warmth surged in his heart, entering his heart.

"Brother, why don't you go to practice?" Xiao Ye hesitated for a while before finally speaking.

"Practice?" Jiang Xue Zuowen inexplicably felt that he had heard this word before.

"Yes," Xiao Ye Zuowen nodded, "It is a method that can improve practice without really getting hurt."

"Is that so?" Jiang Xuezuo was silent for a moment, then muttered, "If it's just training...subconsciously think like this...is it a serious crime?"

Hearing what he said, Xiaoye Zuowen understood that the other party agreed, and gave Tsurumaru Kuninaga who made this suggestion a thumbs up. This guy is rarely useful.

So he hurriedly continued: "Recently, we have contacted a Honmaru, who can conduct a drill, brother, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Xue raised her eyes in Zuowen, seeing Xiaoye's satisfied expectation, her lips moved, and finally said: "...OK."

作者有话要说：云岫扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2018-04-2411:07:32

苏微扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2018-04-2411:29:43

Thanks to the above little angels for throwing mines, okay?

读者“漫银”,灌溉营养液+12018-04-2410:13:54

读者“好麻烦”,灌溉营养液+12018-04-2408:09:45

读者“太阁左文字”,灌溉营养液+12018-04-2406:05:47

读者“下雨了”,灌溉营养液+12018-04-2400:27:38

Thanks to the little angel above for the nutrient solution, okay?