[Sword Ranbu] Judges of the gods also have to go to the battlefield

It was said to be practicing swords, but because Hao Ning had a new injury on his arm, Yamabukiri only explained to him, and more often it was a direct demonstration, from the basic saber method, breathing tips, etc., all the way to the infinite sword skills. Changes, even the posture of holding the knife and the state of the body, Yamabuki showed Hao Ning in detail.

In addition to the various schools of Japanese sword casting, there are also different schools of sword techniques. Yamabukiri swings the sword, chopping and stabbing over and over again, and repeats every movement until Haoning can easily recognize it.

In the afternoon, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the courtyard was sprinkled with rays of warm sunshine. Hao Ning's attention also unknowingly relaxed a little. His powerful wrist moved up, and finally fixed on his face covered with a thin layer of sweat.

After taking off the cloak, Yamabuki showed his charm perfectly, and the serious posture with sweat seemed to be even more irresistible. Hao Ning didn't know that he was distracted, his head was empty, and only his eyes followed him.

Yamabuki stopped suddenly, put away the knife neatly and handsomely, and walked in front of Hao Ning.

"What's wrong?" Hao Ning looked up at him in confusion, and when he saw the sweat dripping from his face, he raised his hand and wiped it off with his sleeve, "Are you tired?"

Yamabuchi shook his head slightly, "What are you thinking?"

Hao Ning was stunned, he didn't expect him to see that he was distracted, and he was embarrassed to tell himself that he was looking at him, so he just shook his head.

Shan Muqie sat down next to him, probably didn't notice that he was shy, but felt that it was not right for such a chatty person to suddenly quiet down, he paused for a moment, "What's on your mind?"

There is nothing on my mind!Hao Ning turned his head nervously, guessing that with such a serious and old-fashioned personality, Yamabuchi would not give up without asking about the results, so he just made up a random answer, "I was thinking about going home. I haven't seen you for so long. My family probably I'm going to die."

This time, Shan Muqie didn't answer any more, he pursed his lips and fell silent, his cold and hard face showed no emotion, Hao Ning felt a little embarrassed, and continued talking to himself, "Besides, it's not long since school started, so I will probably be scolded to death even for truancy, and I don’t know if the news will publish the news of my disappearance.”

Hao Ning shook his head immediately, and smiled embarrassedly, "It's impossible to think about it, I'm not a celebrity, but my friends will definitely miss me—" Hao Ning seemed to have thought of something, and became A little nervous, "It's over!! My disappearance this time, shouldn't it be regarded as running away from home because I couldn't accept the failure of the confession?"

He has completely lost his feelings for Yuxuan since he confirmed his feelings for Shan Baqie. If he is still misunderstood like this, it would be too embarrassing.

"I..." Hao Ning was listless like a deflated ball, "I really want to go home quickly."

However, his complaint still didn't get any response from Yamabuchi. Hao Ning looked at him suspiciously, but he grabbed his hands suddenly. Hao Ning had no intention of resisting, but was overwhelmed by Yamabuchi. He sat on the wooden platform, Both feet are still hanging in the air, and the upper body is lying flat.

"Yamabuchi?" Hao Ning was used to his suppression, and asked in a half-comforting tone.

Grandma Shan frowned tightly, staring at him firmly, his eyes were rarely obscured. After a long time, he suppressed, "Don't mention the matter of going back, at least don't mention it now."

It seemed that he cared much more than himself, Hao Ning nodded in a daze, as if he could feel the pain of Yamabukiri at this time, a slight tingling sensation began to appear in his chest, he raised his hand, and gently comforted him Touching the outline of Yamabuki's side face, Yamabuki grabbed the hand almost immediately, Yamabuki frowned, and lowered his head to hold Hao Ning's lips.

Hao Ning didn't resist, and let him nibble on his lips, he vaguely felt that Yamabuchi was a little too anxious, but soon sank into the unfamiliar but warm kiss of the other party.

"Master God Judge——"

It was time for dinner again, and Kunihiro Horikawa was sent to ask the judge to eat, but he didn't expect to see the scene of the judge being pressed on the floor by Yamabuki Kunihiro as soon as he entered the courtyard.

Hao Ning pushed Yamabugiri away violently, blushing and dared not look at Horikawa.

Horikawa showed a serious expression, "Please rest assured, I will not tell this matter."

Hao Ning wanted to refute him, but he couldn't find the right words. After all, the scene of being bumped into was not a misunderstanding, but for the sake of face, Hao Ning still hesitated and defended, "It's just an ordinary good afternoon kiss, nothing to make a fuss about of……"

"But now it's time for dinner." Horikawa refuted him mercilessly.

Hao Ning became angry, "Don't pay attention to that kind of details, adults with a good relationship will be like this, and you will understand when you grow up."

Horikawa's serious expression remained unchanged, but his eyes seemed to emit starlight, "Is this what happens to people with good relationships?"

"Wait a minute..." Hao Ning's head grew big, he vaguely remembered the data sheet he read in the morning, although he was wearing the skin of a boy, Horikawa seemed to be much older than Kanesan, and this little guy was still a little The idiot who didn't hide it, seemed to be concerned about Jiansang's safety, Hao Ning hastily added, "Only those who judge God can kiss in the afternoon."

Horikawa returned him with an upright and polite smile, "Please don't pay attention to such details."

Unexpectedly, he would be rebounded by his own words, Hao Ning was stunned, and Shan Muqiu leaned forward slightly before falling to the ground, "What's the matter? Did you tell him to go to dinner?"

"Yes, I'm cooking tonight, please don't dislike it." Horikawa waved goodbye, "Then, I'm going to the front to prepare, please come quickly."

Hao Ning agreed in a low voice, "Okay."

For a while there were only the two of them left in the courtyard, Hao Ning wanted to continue the topic just now, he opened his mouth to speak for a long time, but couldn't think of any suitable words.

He began to feel that his evasion was a bit selfish. He shouldn't have such feelings between men, and he, who will leave this world one day, shouldn't have any inexplicable entanglements with his knife.

Do you want to start to calm down a little bit?

The moment this idea came to his mind, Hao Ning felt even more depressed for no reason. He looked up at Shan Laoqie, opened his mouth, wanted to say something but still couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Shan Lao avoided his gaze, "Let's go to dinner first."

"it is good."

Honmaru was terribly quiet today, Hao Ning and Yamabukiri almost sat at the dinner table under the attention of everyone, and everyone who was originally noisy did not speak today.

The swordsmith finally couldn't hold back anymore, he raised his little hand and clapped rhythmically, and then hummed the wedding march.

Wu Hutui lowered his head sobbing, "I wish... master... master... a happy wedding..."

Hao Ning's whole body is Spartan, "Who is married!!"

Everyone looked at Kanesan, Kanesan raised his glass and showed an iconic idol smile, "After all, it was Horikawa who said it, so it must be true."

Horikawa still had a serious face, "I'm sorry, Lord Inquisitor, but I can't hide any secrets from Kanesan."

What kind of concealment is this kind of thing... You just want to gossip!

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Sorry, this author is a bit of a meat lover, and will become more and more...

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