Kusanagi sword and sword essence

The morning sun penetrated the mist that had not yet dissipated, flowing down from the tall trees and stacked leaves, turning into light spots of various sizes and scattered on the grass.

Two sleek black cats were eating the rice balls that were put on oiled paper without raising their heads, squeezing each other from time to time, and their long tails refused to stop, hooking and leaning against the side again and again. The man's white ankles on the tree trunk.The person under the tree lowered his head slightly, did not move the two naughty tails, but put his hand on the back of the black cat and stroked it gently.

"Huh?" He tilted his head.A white tiger cub, slightly bigger than a wild cat, poked its head out from behind a tree with some spots.Noticing that the person under the tree was not moving, the little white tiger cautiously slid over to the side of the two black cats who were actively cooking. Taking advantage of the opportunity, it was the best policy to pick up a rice ball and plan to walk away, but unexpectedly lifted him up with both hands.

One person and one tiger looked at each other for a moment, and the little tiger was lifted closer, almost touching the man's upturned nose, and the tail tied with a bow moved uncontrollably. "Does it have an owner? But, are all tigers this small?" The man put the little tiger back in place, and began to conquer the little tiger of the same cat family with the superb cat-handling skills he had practiced. The white tiger cub It also gradually turned into a liquid tiger.

When one person and one tiger were enjoying themselves indulging in masturbating cats and being masturbated, someone gradually approached. "Little Tiger..." A white-haired child in military uniform ran over.The young tiger turned his head away when he heard the familiar call, still biting the rice ball in his mouth, and someone who was petting the cat quickly withdrew his hand.

After seeing Xiaohu who was safe and sound, Little Short Knife was finally relieved, and only then did he notice the stranger standing next to him.The person in front of him was just wearing a black bathrobe, which was simple, without any patterns or decorations, but the snow-like temperament of that person was not compromised in the slightest.The bathrobe couldn't completely cover the man's slender neck, which added a bit of abstinence to it.Looking up, you can see short black hair like thick ink and pupils of the same color. The black on both sides of the cheeks is gently stirred by the wind, and the face of the person in the painting has a sense of reality.

The little dagger was stunned for a moment, and soon came back to his senses. "Sorry, my lord, this is my little tiger. I'm sorry to eat your food without authorization. Is there anything I can do to help? Please, please just ask!" The white-haired short knife was obviously a little shy. "Ah, that, I am the five tigers back, although I didn't repel the tigers, because the tigers are very pitiful."

"Don't worry about it. As for me, in terms of name, call me Chidori, won't it be a bit strange." The man paused for a while, "However, can I ask where this is, although I will stay here for a while Yes, but this is the first time I've met someone I can communicate with."

Wuhu Tui was surprised for a moment, "Isn't this your main pill, Lord Judge? Why, why is there no one else? I mean, there should be your sword man living with you here." Wu Hu Tui communicated with Chidori For a moment, the little tiger couldn't help but gnawed on the rice balls a few times, and went to find other brothers with the remaining rice balls in his mouth.

Chidori captured the key information, "What are the god judge and the sword man?" The two stared at each other for a moment, but the little dagger was defeated, "I still have a few companions with me, I will invite California Come and explain."

"I'll go with you, I also want to see what other people look like." Chidori also followed behind the small dagger.

"Eh? What's going on here, isn't this pill abandoned here? Why is there still a god judge?" The black-haired and red-eyed Dao Dao looked at the person who was brought by the five tigers in front of him, and was a little confused for a while.The man behind Wuhu retreated, although his aura was concealed, but the sharpness in his eyes and the sword that could be drawn at any time behind his waist clearly showed the degree of danger of this person.But this person didn't put his hand on the sword, and he didn't make any threatening movements, which made him breathe a sigh of relief after narrowly escaping from the pursuit of the time-traveling army.

"California Hall, this is Master Chidori, and Master Chidori even fed the cubs. He is the only one here. As for the judge, Master Chidori doesn't seem to understand this, and I need you to explain." Five tigers retreated Explained a bit.

"Hey, okay. I really can't do anything with you." The black-haired sword sighed, "Let's introduce myself first. I, California Kiyomitsu, the son of Kawashita, is Okita Souji's favorite sword. Although it is not easy to operate, But the performance is top-notch~" There was a natural coquettish air in the boy's words.

"In 2205 A.D., in response to the time retrograde army attempting to falsify history, the Government of Time was established. The Government of Time organized a large number of people with spiritual powers to undertake the mission of guarding history. The power to give the famous swords in history a human form and lead them to fight against the time-traveling army. As for Honmaru, it is located in the independent space-time gap, where the gods and swords live. As you can see, the few of us are actually all The sword pays the mourning god."

Chidori looked at the swords with obvious scars in front of him, and didn't ask any more questions when he described the group of swords who were a little embarrassed. "I'll talk about this later. There are still a few houses there. You can wash up and take a break. Do you want to come over? Don't worry, there is no one else here except me, and I am not the owner of this place. If you need it, just follow me Come here." Then he turned and left.

California Kiyomitsu looked at the tired Wuhutui and Maeda Toshiro behind him, as well as Sosan Zuomonji who was seriously injured, and agreed.Putting up his pink cassock, which was already tattered and tattered, he beat the knife, and motioned Wu Hutui and Maeda to follow. "Then I will trouble you to lead the way, Chidori-sama."

Chidori didn't go very far, and a group of people quickened their pace and followed behind him. "Although it looks cold, he still slows down and waits for us to catch up. This is really a bit awkward adult, so cute." California Qingguang's mouth curved slightly.

Honmaru is not too far from this forest, perhaps it should be said that this forest is already within Honmaru.Passing through the forest, Honmaru, which is covered with withered weeds due to no one’s care, comes into view. Farther away is the landmark building of Honmaru, the castle tower, which is also unpopular because of lack of spiritual power and no one inhabited. This central building It stands lonely in the center of Honmaru.

"It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time." California Qingguang looked around, but unfortunately did not find the existence of other creatures.

"This way." Chidori walked to the guardhouses next to the castle tower and signaled, "These few rooms are barely livable, and they are considered to be well-preserved rooms here. But they still need to be cleaned up."

"Thank you for taking in! Please leave it to us to do it without worry!" The two industrious little knives took the initiative to take on the task and quickly became active.

When the two short knives were cleaning the room, Chidori looked indifferently at the pink-haired dao who was obviously in a bad state and almost passed out, "Does he not need treatment? There should be no such things as wound medicine here. Will there be?"

Qingguang Qingguang sighed helplessly, "No, ordinary herbs can't heal Zongsanden's wound. As the incarnation of the sword, if we are still in the original Honmaru, we can completely heal it with our hands. Now it seems that here There doesn't seem to be a cure."

Kiyomitsu put the comatose Sosan Zuowen on the bed that Wuhutui and Maeda had just made, and then turned around and continued the conversation with Chidori.

"If you get props, don't worry, I found them here, you can use them yourself." Chidori replied.

The black-haired dao with braids shook his head when he heard the words, "The props are second, the most important thing is to have the spiritual power of the god judge. After all, the sword depends on the god judge's spiritual power to appear."

Chidori was obviously puzzled, so he asked, "Where is the person who provided the spiritual power? Or where is the God-inspector you mentioned?"

Not only Qingguang, but Wuhutui and Maeda, who noticed their conversation, also fell down. "It must have been given up by the God Judge, and the contract and spiritual power supply were cut off during the battle." Maeda saw that California Qingguang didn't answer, so he took over the conversation.

"Sure enough, I'm not cute enough to be abandoned by the master so easily." California Qingguang was still listless.

Chidori also fell silent when he heard the words, whether he was abandoned or not, manipulated by the enemy, after tasting the blood surging in the master's heart and unwillingness to die, he became conscious for the first time, and then was left behind On the war zone.Could it be because of this that he was abandoned by the master?But I still can't mind it, I still want to be used by that person once, held in his palm, waved and used by him, until all the enemies are killed.

"California Palace, Zong Sandian, he, he, his spiritual power is about to disappear!" Wu Hutui's anxious call interrupted Chidori's meditation.California Qingguang also approached, "Damn it, is it going to dissipate?"

Chidori came over from the porch, "As for spiritual power, I'm not sure if mine is the spiritual power he needs, but let me try it for the time being."

"There is no other way, so I will trouble you, Chidori-sama, thank you very much!" Qing Guang untied the sword from the comatose pink-haired sword, and solemnly handed it to Chidori, "Please!"

"It turned out that the main body of the sword was to be handcrafted. Like them, I was transformed by the sword. It seems that I need to do the same to treat my injuries." Chidori took the cracked sword while thinking.The two short knives also handed him the hand tools they found. "So how do you get it, California?"

"First disassemble the sword, put stone powder on it, and then wipe it with a cotton cloth. Be careful here, but it is very sharp. Finally, apply dingzi oil for maintenance. The whole process will be assisted by your spiritual power, Master Chidori." Under the guidance of California Qingguang, Chidori removed the sword, mobilized the surging power in the body, gently waved the powder stick on the blade at a constant speed, wiped it clean, oiled it, and reassembled the sword.

After completing a series of actions, Zongsan Zuowenwen, who was seriously injured and comatose, instantly lost the scars on his body, and he also came to his senses. What surprised Chidori was that his tattered battle uniform was completely new.

"So the clothes are also integrated? If so, why didn't my clothes come with me? They are all made of swords and swords, and the situation is different." Although the surface is calm, Chidori's mind has emerged again When I was brought here by the turbulence of time and space, I suppressed my shame and went to find clothes to wear. "Fortunately, no one lives here." I barely comforted myself with this thought.

"I'm Zongsan Zuowen, and you too, do you want the symbol of the king to serve...Master?" The pink-haired beauty with different pupils spoke with a sense of sadness, and looked at the simple but beautiful person beside her .

Is this the person who woke me up? The spiritual power is like a waterfall cascading from a cliff, cold and powerful.Zong San Zuowen felt as if he was a person practicing under a waterfall. The master's spiritual power poured into his body forcefully, with blood and every breath flowing in his body.

From birth to now, Chidori, who has never met many people in total, obviously lost the ability to respond to this sentence in an instant, didn't know how to answer it, and simply remained silent to the end.

"Do you want to get involved too?" Chidori turned his attention to the other people who were in better condition than Zong San, but also in a state of slander.

California Qingguang and the Five Tigers retreated, and Maeda looked at each other, confirmed each other's thoughts, and bowed deeply in gratitude. "Then I will trouble Master Chidori. If you have any orders in the future, please do not hesitate to order, we will definitely live up to your trust!"

The spiritual power as clear as water poured in instantly, taking away the scars and fatigue of the body in an instant, and the new spiritual power poured in and quickly filled the pores and limbs, as if reborn, every inch of skin was stained with that person's smell.

"I, California Qingguang, a child in the lower reaches of the river, the son of Hechuan, is difficult to use but has first-class performance. I am difficult to control, so you must use me proficiently~" Restoring Ruxin's Dao Dao leaned in front of Chidori, acting coquettishly Generally speaking, Chidori patted his head with a full-level cat-stroking technique.

"I am the five tigers retreating. That... didn't repel the tigers, because the tigers are very pitiful." The little dagger with cute little freckles on his face also looked at Chidori expectantly.

"My name is Maeda Toshiro, the last member of the Toshiro family, I will serve you for a long time." The tenderness and firmness of the brown-haired dagger was also passed on to Chidori.

"So, it's just healing, why do you say such a thing, is this the way of gratitude in this world?" Chidori thought, but didn't say it.