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Once upon a time, there was a Honmaru, and there were a group of beautiful gods in the Honmaru.

Then the fairy tale ends here, and the cruel reality takes over the second half of the story.

Human beings called god judges instruct fusangshen to fight with the time-traveling army whose number is said to have not been counted until now, and to maintain and ensure the correct development of human history is a very sacred and honorable position.

But this is not as good as a compliment from the master to Fusangshen of the sword.

The honor gained through battles is of course good. It comes from the hands of masters of different generations. Although their destinations are different, the swords and swords that can be recorded in documents undoubtedly have excellent owners and wonderful anecdotes. body, making them more or less continue part of the character of the former master.

But a sword is always a sword, a sharp weapon to hurt people, especially when getting along with flesh and blood human beings, if you are not careful, you will be stabbed.

With palms, you will want to do something, with eyes, you will long to see the beautiful scenery, with legs, stand up, and move in a certain direction, these are all instincts.

It's just that the Fusangshen, who have experienced a long time in consciousness but are "human" for the first time, can't grasp the emotions that human beings have only learned to control in 30 or [-] years.

And human nature is so greedy and unsatisfied.

The loyal delivery to the current owner, in exchange for a moment of panic and flood of malice.

The more you love, the more you are devastated. In the memory of the eight masters of Sanriyue, the first master was a timid girl, cowardly and ignorant, with an arrogance that did not fit her identity. Something that will take over the eyes of a period, so that it will fall into the unknown monster.

This is also the first time that Fu Sangshen, who has a physical body for the first time and is full of freshness even the bitter, hot, sour and sweet food, feels the horror of human nature.

Then came the second term. The second term was a peaceful man who slowly gained the trust of the short knives with a comfortable attitude in Honmaru, who had experienced cruelty. Fu Sangshen began to "trust" him.

Thinking about it now, he was a good judge, but he was still too naive.

Young children who hold guns for the first time are likely to go off, not to mention Fu Sangshen, who has rich combat experience but has suffered mental and physical torture because of "trust".

It was really just an accident, but the body moved before the brain, and it was also the first phase of Yizheng who had experienced the most training in the hands of the previous god judge, and seriously injured this god judge. The injury can be said to be... near death.

When the Shenshen was seriously injured and reached out for help, whether it was the dagger he rescued after accidentally falling into the water or other passers-by swordsmen, they all chose to cover up for a while instead of saving the Shenshen who usually gets along well. By.

Perhaps before re-learning "trust", doubts have already been engraved in the bones of swords by humans.

In the end, the judge ended up worrying too much and fighting with the sword but was accidentally killed by a police officer.

It was also at that time that Mikazuki Zongjin felt that something had been faintly distorted in the main pill, which was only revealed when the third judge arrived.

She is the same woman as the first one, but she is older and has the mature charm of Mrs. Ning Ning after she has been in power for many years, but she is far behind Mrs. Ning Ning.

After all, human beings not only have spiritual desires, but also physical desires.

It may be that she prefers mature men, and the short swords and ribs were not harassed, but the other Taidao fighters couldn't get out of the sea of ​​suffering. In the end, it was Sankaiyue who found out when she killed her that this honmaru had been distorted.

The malice exuded by the God-inspector and Fu Sangshen together twisted into a terrifying existence, so that no matter what kind of God-inspector came later, they would not end well in the end.

But the god judge can't refuse. Losing the god judge's sword Fusangshen will only become the original sword, but after experiencing the feelings of the human body, no matter how calm the god is, it is inevitable.

Isn't there a saying that says this?

Having an entity itself means being powerful.

Perhaps bewitched by this power for a short time, everyone in this pill began to conceal the cause of death of each god judge, but as the number of handovers increased, no matter how well hidden, the outside world still smelled uneasy.

Gradually, the pill was abandoned, and the God Judge never came.

As for Honmaru, Sankayue was originally guarded as a fierce blade that would kill the god judges every time. After all, the god judges after the fifth term were suddenly killed by Sankaiyue every time. The normal Fu Sangshen is also aware of his danger.

However, the arrival of "Fukiishi Nono" is the only time that Mikami Tsukimune has expressed the intention of being an enemy of Honmaru.

Protecting her, guarding her, when you have already shown great malice, other small malice will naturally turn into other things, guarding the only passage that can approach her day after day, like a tiger warning the surroundings to watch The pack of wolves forced the vicious surroundings to turn into a sunny day.

In the entire Honmaru, only Sanriyue has the capital to do it.

Then those Fu Sangshen who didn't want to disappear, and who were vaguely aware of their mistakes and blamed themselves, spontaneously united to resist the "San Ri Yue Zong Jin" who had clear malice towards the "God Judge".

Under such a "double-layer protection", Fuishi will be safer than any previous god-inspector.

Mikazuki Zongjin was sipping fragrant tea, looking at the sky of Honmaru, his indifferent eyes clearly reflected the blood that could not dissipate in the sky.

Although I like you very much, I hope that the day when you can visit Honmaru will never come.

The cherry blossoms in spring bloom brilliantly, and its beauty is said to be the beauty of death bloomed by absorbing the blood in the corpse under the tree.

Misty, illusory, wandering, it is a flower that confuses people's hearts.

The Wanyezakura in Honmaru absorbs the spiritual power of the God-inspector, and the flowers blooming fill every corner of the Honmaru. The fusangshen raised their heads at different times and places, sighing that the spring day is just right, and then lowered their heads to go about their own affairs .

Yan Rong, who came to inform Sankayue Zongjin that he should go to Hand Hehe and is also the object of today's discussion, was surprised to find that Sankaiyue, who has always kept his emotions contained, showed a quiet and peaceful smile to the calm pool water. Rong Rong vaguely remembered that Sanriyue Zongjin, who was willing to destroy her beauty, was indeed the most beautiful of the five swords under heaven, with a lofty posture that was hard to match in the world.

"Ah, is it Yanrong?" Sanriyue came back to his senses one step earlier than Yanrong, and when he looked back, there was that smiling face that couldn't see his mind. After tidying up his hunting clothes, he stood up, "Is it a discussion? Sorry, sorry, old man I can't help recalling it, I forgot the time for a moment." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the hand-fitting room by himself.

Yan Rong followed closely and waited until he was about to overtake, slowing down and looking at San Riyue walking beside him, he couldn't help asking: "San Riyue, what did you just remember?"

Sanriyue smiled without changing her expression: "Hahaha, what could it be?"

Yan Rong: "What is it?"

Sanriyue blinked and said in satisfaction, "Maybe I thought about today's dinner, hahaha."

Yan Rong: "..."

Among all the fusangshen with different thoughts, Yan Rong is the most normal one. His perseverance and simplicity are the same as the three guns and the individual swordsman Taidao. He believes in sticking to his own way more than being influenced by others. Mikayue, who has always been alienated from other swords, would like to have a few more words with Yan Rong.

After all, they belong to the same sword sect, and after all, he is the youngest one.

Don't look at what grandpa and grandpa usually say, in fact, he is not as big as Jinjian with a short sword.

Although the age of the Sanjo Dao faction can be viewed backwards, he is obviously the eldest brother, but his mind is like the youngest Jinjian, hahaha the youngest "grandpa" Mikazuki, and Xiaohumaru and Ishikimaru whose age is unknown.

The Santiao Dao faction has always been very popular among god judges.

Sanri Yuezong of the Five Swords in the World is even closer.

After collecting information about the three swordsmiths and the famous swords he produced, Fuishi finished reading all the information about Mikami Tsukimunechi without a word.

"Three Riyue Zong is close. There are many blade patterns removed during forging, so it is called Sanriyue..."

Frustrated, he threw the ancient scroll aside, and Fukiishi brushed his forehead wearily, summarizing what he had read... "It's all nonsense."

But yes, that was the past of Sanriyue's period as a sword, not the period as "Fusangshen".

A god judge, a group of handsome Token Fusangshin ranging in age and size from Zhengtai to adults, how do you see the setting of Otome, Fuishi is tired of this.

It's nothing else, she has too many traits of Mary Sue, if she can't hold it... No, no, no!Never think in the worst direction.

Patting her face hard, she was sober, Fuishi pulled away from the pile of books, staggered to the door, opened the wooden door, the sunlight outside the house shone in, she subconsciously squinted her eyes after several days in the study, her pale face There was a tinge of blood on his face, and it seemed that he had the real feeling that he was a living person, not a dead body in the dark.

"Ah, how many days has it been?"

The servant who came to deliver the meal found this gloomy figure and immediately told the other people in the house with joy. The blowing stone with a pale face like paper was immediately sent to the soup room by the servant who rushed over, and the warm hot water washed her away. Washed from head to toe, after the waitress outside took good care of her again, with a flushed face and skin that seemed to be steaming, Fukiishi stuffed white rice into his mouth energetically, taking a mouthful of delicious taste from time to time Miso soup, the enjoyment of the world is nothing but this!

After paying homage to the Wu Zang Temple, Fuishi patted his stomach and almost collapsed on the tatami, but he still had a sliver of reason.

Fukiishi: "Has anything happened recently?"

The waiters looked at each other, and finally one of them said hesitantly: "It seems that the noble lord has not come for a long time." Why does it seem?Because besides Fukiishi who would take the initiative to approach the cherry tree, other humans would generally avoid it.

No one can understand the moodiness of monsters better than people in this era.

After a little thought, Fuishi knew who she was talking about, "Is the dog general?" I was a little worried, but it didn't rule out the possibility that he had played enough to return to his own territory. After all, he also said that the clan asked him to learn from humans. Disapproval of fencing.While thinking about it, I came under the cherry tree. The flowering period of the cherry blossoms above my head seems to be extraordinarily long, but it seems to be the case in the Warring States Period. History and the cherry blossoms complete the transformation of the times. Take a bite.

"Pa - Ming Jia?"

The palm was slapped up before consciously, and after the slap was over, Fukiishi reacted and watched as the palm turned into a paper-shaped flea monster.

Mingjia's eyeballs moved, and then he took a deep breath, his thin body quickly became full, and then he complained at the first moment: "It's hard for me to go over the mountains to deliver a letter to you, and you beat me even if you don't appreciate it! "

With a funny-sounding voice and that funny look, Fuishi almost laughed, but she knew that the other party would be even angrier if she laughed, so she couldn't hold back and said to Ming Jia: "Send a letter? What letter?"

"Ah! I forgot the important thing!" Mingjia felt from his body, and he didn't know how to do it. He took out a complete letter, Fushishi said "wow", clapped his palms very face-savingly, and then Mingjia once again Was flattened.

Fuishi opened the letter, read it at a glance, his face changed slightly, "Flying demon moth?"

Mingjia held his breath again to change himself back to his original form, but this time he stood on a nearby stone and did not dare to fall into Fuishi's palm again.

"It's a monster from the mainland. General Inu is organizing resistance against the human forces. I probably won't have time to come here recently, but with the lifespan of a human being, this is a farewell. To know such an outstanding leader of monsters as General Inu, even humans will be a little bit Let’s talk, um, that’s it, I’m leaving first... Sigh! Let go of me, what are you doing with me! I’ll be crushed, I’ll be crushed! Let go first!”

Fukiishi let go of his hand: "Sorry, I just have a question."

After she let go, Ming Jia immediately jumped to a position not far from her, and then said in a funny tone: "What do you want to ask? Let me tell you first, the dog general is a family man, human beings are not worthy at all." on him."

"What I want to ask is the battlefield of monsters, can humans participate?" Fuishi asked in a low voice, clenched the knife at his waist that never left his body.

Mingjia's whole body was stiff, and he didn't hide his disbelief, and shouted suddenly.

"Humans, don't take yourself too seriously! It's a battlefield for monsters, you will die, if humans step in, ten thousand times will not be enough to die!"

Fukiishi chuckled, "It's okay."

Mingjia stopped moving, tilted his head to look at her for a while, jumped over, and landed on her shoulder, "Strange guy, let me admit your determination, if you must go, use your strength to defeat the big monster Guiwa to survive, I I don’t want to be complained by General Quan.”

Fuishi curved his eyes: "Of course I will live."

Never forget the purpose of coming here.

Xuxu's clenched right hand possesses the power to fulfill all wishes.

The author has something to say:

Since I got fat to 140 catties, I can't wake up every day, I hate it!Whoever wants this body, I will give it away for free! ! !

QAQ But this may be the cruelest Honmaru in the history of Jinjiang, right?Think of it as blowing stone wax.

Then, come, come, ask for a wave of mine comments, I haven't refreshed the screen for a long time, lonely and lonely! !