[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

Sunlight shone in through the lattice windows, casting regular shadows in the sword room.Yae walked among the huge wooden frames and looked at the swords on the frames. They were of different lengths and shapes, but without exception they were all special and exquisite, and they were extremely valuable for collection.

The ups and downs of breath around you are like the breathing of a deep sleep, and it seems that someone is blowing on your neck to play a prank with malicious intent.

Walking in such an environment, Yae felt deeply uneasy, and the uneasiness made him sober. Yae saw a Taidao with a crescent moon painted on the scabbard. Even though it was covered with thick dust, he could still glimpse its beauty.

The breath of this knife is the inherent sharpness of a sword, and at the same time reveals a soft sense of tolerance.

Yae slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, but he was afraid that his touch would be hated, so the slow movement revealed a lot of hesitation.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder vigorously, and at the same time a voice said in her ear: "Yo!"

Yae: "..."

Yae was so frightened that he forgot to scream, closed his eyes and exploded with all his spiritual power, smashing straight behind him!

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" came together with the sound of the wooden frame collapsing.

Then there was a "hahaha" laugh, and at the same time, one hand pressed Yae's head, and rubbed her heart comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Tsurumaru is joking with you."

The "hahaha" laughter carried a sense of long-term familiarity, Yae opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw a handsome man in a luxurious blue hunting suit and golden tassels on his head.

Whether it's the laughter or the image, Yae has seen it in the game before: "Are you... Sanka Tsukimune?"

One of the five swords in the world, the most beautiful knife.

"Hahaha, Jun Ji knows me? It's my honor, hahaha."

Sankayue laughed heartily, but her tone was slow like that of the elderly, and every word "ha" was bitten very clearly. Yae always felt that Sankaiyue, who called herself "grandfather", was deliberately pretending to be a demented old man. In fact, He is young and alive.

Eight points nodded: "I have admired your name for a long time."

She turned her head to look at the snow-white Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was forced to retreat by her own demon power: "I have admired your name for a long time."

Tsurumaru smiled wryly: "I wanted to scare you, but I didn't expect that I was actually scared."

Yae: "... Tsurumaru-sama is humble, I was really scared."

"This Ji Jun, I remember Yae?" When Yae was talking to Yaodao Ji, Sankaiyue was obviously watching, and he called out Yae's name, "No matter why you came this time, first restore the shelf with us Okay? It’s not good for humans to see the chaos here.”

Yae is the person directly responsible for overthrowing the shelf, can she say it's bad?

It was Yae and Tsurumaru who were doing the tidying up, and Mikazuki looked at it with her hands in her hands: "Hahaha, I'm an old man, take care of the old man."

As he said so, he stood still, firmly supporting the demon power barrier, so that the patrolling warriors who passed by ignored the movement in the sword room.

When Yae and Tsurumaru didn't know where things were originally placed, he would also give pointers.

Listening to Mikazuki's instructions, Yae worked together with Tsurumaru to put a large knife on the knife holder, and sighed: "Mikazuki-sama is really amazing, you have a good memory."

Tsurumaru was unwilling to be lonely: "I am also very good."

"Yes, yes, yes," said Yazhong heartily, "Master Tsurumaru's level of scaring is superb."

"Thank you." After the two finished tidying up, Sankaiyue bowed slightly and asked Yae, "Then Miss Yae, why are you coming back to the Sword Room?"

"I wanted to ask the monsters in the sword room if they heard any strange movements." Yae told them what happened to Ootengu.

"Oh, you said that." Tsurumaru tapped his palm, "He was beheaded by Mikazuki."

Yae turned to look at Mikazuki.

"Don't look at us living here, the news is still very well-informed," Mikazuki's voice was calm, and his tone was not rushed, "We know that Daitengu is Abe Seimei's shikigami, and the one who fought him—let's call it a samurai , he was not a good person at first glance. So when he passed by the room of swords and swords, I beheaded him."

Yae: "It sounds very easy..." But the big tengu is obviously so miserable. Although there are reasons for the number, in the description of the big tengu, his evaluation of the enemy's strength is not low.

"Although I'm covered in dust and I'm very old, the blade is still very sharp, hahaha." San Riyue said with pride in her words.

Tsurumaru followed his words and complained: "Ah, I have been left here for too long, and my clothes are dirty."

Yae thought for a while: "Then...do you want me to wipe it for you?" Fu Sangshen's power cannot be applied to himself, "Although now I can only wipe the scabbard for you."

Tsurumaru immediately raised both hands, cheering happily: "Yes, yes, yes!"

There was a water storage tank for fire prevention in the narrow passage between the palace and the palace. Yae dipped his toes and soaked the handkerchief in it, and ran back to the sword room to remove the body of Mikazuki Munekin from the wooden frame.

"Wow, it's surprisingly heavy." The little girl murmured softly as she felt the weight in her hand.

"I'm a Taidao after all." Mikazuki said with a smile, watching Yae carefully stand up the sword, put the end of the handle against the ground, and then wipe it from the tip of the knife little by little.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga watched from the side, and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, why did you wipe it for Mikazuki first? I'm pretty too."

"I know, I know that you are beautiful when I see you." Yae said in a coaxing tone, "but I don't know where you are."

"Oh!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga remembered that his body was not near Mikazuki. He covered his forehead with his hands, made a posture of looking out, and pointed forward with the other hand, "I'm there."

Yae looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw that there were dusty swords all over the blackness, and it was hard to tell which one was Tsurumaru: "I'll go there after I finish wiping Sankazuki, wait a moment."

When Yae spoke, his hands kept moving, and the years of dust faded away with the wipe of the handkerchief. The scabbard made of precious wood showed its full-bodied true color, and the wooden scabbard was inlaid with a crescent moon that seemed to be processed from jade. The decoration also exudes a warm luster.

The change of the body was reflected in Fu Sangshen's body in human form. The armor on his chest, the tassels on his head, and the blue hunting clothes with exquisite patterns all became brand new and bright, even crescent moon with Xinyue's eyes also became brighter.

There were soft cherry blossom petals flying around the crescent moon, Fu Sangshen who was wiping the scabbard was in a good mood, and started his Sakura Blowing Snow.

Yae stared at him blankly, thinking that it was indeed the most beautiful sword. He was sitting in the dusty sword room with a smile on his face.

The little girl changed the face of the dusty handkerchief, continued to wipe it, and smiled at San Riyue at the same time: "Five swords in the world are really easy to be satisfied."

This smile is full of vitality, reflected in Sanriyue's eyes, it is a more beautiful scenery than Sakura Fubuki: "I am very happy if someone is willing to chat with grandpa, let alone enjoy the long-lost care."

Mikazuki Zongjin raised his unhurried signature smile, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Yae: "Of course I will be very happy."

Yae also wiped the knife holder where Mikazuki Muneki was placed, and then put the wiped sword on it. In the dusty environment, the clean and beautiful sword emitted a faint light.

Tsurumaru stared at Yae with shining eyes: "Yae Yae, it's my turn."

Yae waved the dirty handkerchief in his hand to him: "Wait for me to wash it."

The road is shaded, and it is also chilly in summer. From time to time, a gust of breeze blows through, bringing a rare coolness in summer.After seeing the beauty of Mikazuki and the liveliness of Tsurumaru, Yae was in a good mood, humming a song, and washing her hands in the water tank on her toes. In her perception, the breeze in the lane not only brought coolness, but also undulations The breath of the monster.

The unseen monsters in the Touken Room—most of them Fusangshin similar to Mikazuki and Tsurumaru, as well as the monsters hidden in the adjacent palace—were secretly looking at her.

Being surrounded by vigilant and curious eyes is not a pleasant experience, but at least there is no hostility. After being stared at for a long time, Yae has also learned to ignore them.

Habits lead to numbness, so when the unusual breath was close to the back, Yae suddenly became aware.

A distorted shadow appeared on the swaying water, and the chill ran up his spine. Yae subconsciously hid to the side, but was a step too late because he realized it was too late.

The blade with an ominous aura actually cut into her shoulder.

The moment the blade sank in, Yae didn't feel any pain. She felt her shoulders being pressed down by a force, and at the same time, a scalp-scalping coolness cut into the flesh from the surface of the skin along with that force.

Without much combat experience, Yae relied on instinct to dodge, but was unable to make an accurate response. She turned her head to look over her shoulder, and saw the blade wrapped in black breath, and the red blood flower that exploded.

In the instinctive fear, the time was stretched, and Yae's mind went blank. She let out a low "Huh", completely unable to understand what happened.

Then the severe pain finally fed back to Yae's body. At the same time, the mirror Ji Yuhun worn on her chest suddenly lit up, and with a clear crack, Jing Ji completely bounced back the damage Yae had received to the enemy.

Yae finally saw what was attacking her, a bone with a short knife in its mouth swimming its knuckle tail, and Kagami's rebounding attack split a crack in its animal skull-like head.

Time Shuo March.

Such a noun popped up in Yae's blank mind.

A voice came from a place that seemed far away, but the next moment it was already close to my ears.

"Eight--!"

The crescent-shaped knife light cut across a very steep arc in the narrow and cramped lane, instantly turning the sky and the earth eclipsed.