Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

In fact, Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't stay here for a long time at Jiang Xuezuo's words. After all the things that should be said were finished, there was only silence left.

After finishing the tea shamelessly, he finally couldn't find any other excuse to stay, got up and said goodbye.

Jiang Xue didn't get up in Zuowen, but just stared at the figure leaving the other party, paused for two seconds on his bone hands and bone tail, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Even a character like San Riyue has lost her past charm in front of An Luo.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at his palms, which were still fair, with thick calluses from years of sword practice.

Jiang Xue knew that he was special, and it was normal for him to be different from them as the sword Fusangshen who had been transformed, but he never thought that he was not a dark fall.

He didn't really look forward to such things as dark fall, but how conspicuous and special the only sword without dark fall in a Honmaru could not be ignored.

I believe that my partners will not say anything because of this, but I can't guarantee what the outside world says.

Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly tidied up the tabletop, cleaned the tea sets, tidied them up, and put them back in the cabinet.

The cabinet door closed, sealing everything again.

Indescribable feelings, indescribable thoughts.

Thousands of sorrows welled up in his chest again, but he didn't know how to vent it.

Sighing is never the solution, Jiang Xue doesn't want to be that kind of existence who only chooses to lament the sorrow of the world, not to mention, Zongsan and Xiaoye don't want him to be so depraved.

Fingers caressed the handle of the knife and clenched it tightly, and Jiang Xue's blue eyes flashed determination.

Brothers, and Master, their passing is irreparable, but they want to take action, at least do something for them.

Snow-capped, not dyed half of the color.

The blood flowers in the courtyard had long been buried under the snowdrifts, and there was no trace of them.

The heavy snow came suddenly, but it lasted for several days without stopping.

The wind and snow invaded the entire Honmaru, covering the world in white, covering everything.

Everything is covered with a white cloak, except for the Wannian cherry and wintersweet that have never wavered.

The spiritual power is the cover, even if the outside world is full of wind and snow, the Wannian Sakura is still pink within a radius of ten meters, and the petals of the cherry blossoms are floating in the sky as usual, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding white.

Wintersweet is in full bloom proudly, no matter how wind blows or snow blows, it never shakes, the ice climbs up the branches, and the delicate red is dotted in the snow-white, which is invisible and abrupt.

Jiang Xue Zuowen was dressed in cassock, cotton-padded sea blue, long hair shawl, and white fox fur against his coldness, making him more uncontaminated by the world of mortals.

Getting up slowly, he sat on the veranda for several days without moving, and the gate of the courtyard was closed for several days without opening.

Snowflake slipped down quietly with his movements, and breathed out a breath of white air while bowing her head, Jiang Xue felt a chill in her left words.

Relying on his good physical fitness, he can be said to have left everything behind, just sitting there with his body in his arms.

Now, with all the tears running down, no more sighs, and full of relief, he gently pushed open the courtyard door, and into his eyes was a pair of golden eyes full of worry and a fist swinging with the sound of breaking through the sky.

Tilting his head to avoid the blow, Jiang Xue left the text and skipped Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was angry or his cheeks were flushed from the cold, and told Natsume Takashi, who was wearing tight clothes behind him, the first time in several days. sentence:

"My lord, I want to go to this world."

"Eh? Jiang Xuejun, do you want to go to the world with me?" Natsume Takashi looked at Jiang Xuezuo's words in surprise, not noticing that the other party's address for him had changed to the level of "Master", he just noticed it simply Jiang Xue's request.

Natsume is actually still thinking about how to solve Jiang Xue's grief these days, how to forge Saya and Zongzo so that he can divert his attention.

He never thought that before he forged the sword, Jiang Xue Zuowen would directly come to him to make such a request.

Although, I was curious because I suddenly saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga holding a plate of food and guarding outside the gate of the courtyard.

It's not that there's anything wrong with this request, it's just...

They are the gods of swords and swords, and they can't just come to this world casually.

This is beyond doubt, and the government of the time has also emphasized this issue several times. After all, their bodies exist in this world.

The ontology means too many things, they are ghosts, and no one can guarantee what will happen after encountering the ontology.

Natsume Takashi was still a little worried.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga on the side didn't pay attention here, but directly stuffed the tray into Jiang Xue Zuowen's hand a little rudely.

When his hands were touching, he suddenly felt Jiang Xue's cold hands, and frowned, Tsurumaru glanced at him, not missing his fox fur soaked in snow.

Seemingly sighing helplessly, he pushed his back and took him into the room, saying: "Go back and eat, think about it, you haven't eaten for a few days, aren't you hungry?"

"Well, I also know that swords don't really need food to maintain their bodies, they mainly rely on spiritual power, but you can't just destroy your body just because the Lord has enough spiritual power..."

Tsurumaru Kuni always thought about it, insisting on staring at Jiang Xue to eat the food.

Regarding Jiang Xue's reason of "I don't feel hungry and don't want to eat", Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied without hesitation: "I don't feel hungry? Even if you believe in Buddhism, don't be an ascetic! Even an ascetic has food. Are you okay? What are you? Stop talking nonsense! Eat quickly, so I can deal with Candlestick Cut them."

Suddenly discovering that Tsurumaru Kuniyong's ability is full of skill points, Jiang Xue Zuowen, who he can't speak at all, can only admit defeat and obediently bow his head to eat.

Natsume Takashi hugged the cat teacher and watched, showing a bewildered and kind smile, and whispered: "Tsurumaru looks like an old father, I didn't expect him to have a father's heart."

"What kind of father?!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga frowned instantly, "I'm not! Just seeing what the hell he looks like, it wouldn't be fun to tease him, okay?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Jiang Xue's left-handed face, "Look! It looks like he is about to soar up from here on the clouds and fog, how can he have the air of a world of mortals!"

Teacher Cat was silent for a moment, then licked his front paw, "Well, old father, the identification is complete."

Hearing Tsurumaru Kuninaga's analogy, Jiang Xue Zuowen suppressed the sudden desire to hate people in his heart, and asked lightly: "What novels and TV dramas has Tsurumaru been watching recently?"

"It's the kind of Chinese cultivation text. There are demon cultivators and weapon spirits in it...Speaking of it, it has some similarities with monsters."

Teacher Cat added, jumped down, turned his head and went out the door directly. Although there is heating in the room, he still prefers to bask in the sun in the body of a cat. The sun in winter is really warm.

Jiang Xue raised his eyebrows in the left text and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who turned his head to the other side and hummed, and bowed his head again to eat.

Is this a good thing?The messy Tsurumaru Kuninaga diverted his attention or something...

It's just that I always feel that there will be more troublesome things in the future. This must be my illusion!

↑In fact, the flag can not stand randomly

Jiang Xuezuo quickly settled his first meal in several days, and he simply wiped his lips, his eyes still on Natsume Takashi.

On the side, Tsurumaru Kuninaga worked tirelessly to clean up the mess. There was no other way. This guy in front of him was the most weak-willed guy in this period of time. If he didn't do it himself, everyone in Honmaru would drown themselves with a glass of salt soda.

In fact, Natsume Takashi had doubted whether the other party couldn't bear to commit suicide during this time, but fortunately the name in the knife tent was still shining brightly.

After all, he still felt that someone who was being hit one after another was a fragile porcelain plate that needed to be protected and taken seriously.

So in the face of this request, he immediately submitted his doubts to the Government of Time, and then posted a second post on the dedicated forum for God Judges:

#Our Honmaru Nashin is very likely to suffer from depression. The sword said that he wants to go to the world, how can he break it? ! #

1L: As the title.

Then he sat there patiently waiting for the reply from the Government of Time and Jiang Xue after eating, and checked the post from time to time to see if there were any good suggestions.

It didn't take long for a bunch of people to flood the thread.

2L: First of all, if Dao Jian really suffers from depression, I suggest you take him out to relax?It should also be possible in this world, to see the scenery or something.

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4L: Don't go to museums and ruins!It's easy to bring back memories. At that time, my family stayed in the museum and refused to go back to Honmaru!

5L: What you said above makes sense. The main body has too much influence. I actually don’t recommend bringing swords into the world. It’s too easy to cause trouble. After all, everyone is Sheng!World!beautiful!Yan!It is also very troublesome to call it, especially the short knife, and there may be charges of child abduction and trafficking.

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18L: I have to say, unless approved by the government of time, please don't bring swords into this world without authorization, it's too dangerous!

19L: Row!

20L: Row!

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27L: Speaking of it, I am more curious about why I get depression. Most of the swordsmen have experienced countless years. Although there are things that cannot be ignored, there is always a cause of depression, and it is not something you can’t ask for. what (I'm talking nonsense)

28L: Don't talk nonsense upstairs!Maybe it's Zuo Wenwen's family... In fact, I feel that Zuo Wenwen and the others are depressed anytime, anywhere, okay?

29L: +1

30L:+Mobile phone number

31L:+ID card number

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51L: Speaking of which, the three groups in our main pill, except for the little tengu who is still cute and limitless, the others are filled with magic sounds every day...

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59L: Don't you know how naughty our Honmaru's Tsurumaru is? He actually smashed my foundation and planted it in California. You have no brains to know that California wouldn't do that, okay? !

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Natsume Takashi changed the page, there is no need to read the following, it is completely crooked.

After searching in his mind for more interesting attractions in Kumamoto Prefecture and the surrounding area, he asked a little nervously, "Does Jiang Xuejun want to see his own body?"

Jiang Xue shook his head in Zuowen, and under Natsume Takashi's expression of relief, he whispered: "I want to go to Abe Seimei's shrine."