[Comprehensive] Blades all love Kikyo

The sword and the Fu Sangshen extended by the sword are two bodies of the same soul. The wounds, scratches, body fractures, missing arms and legs of Fu Sangshen's body will all correspond to the rolling blades, creases, and broken cracks one by one... And then reflected on the sword itself.

Similarly, Fu Sangshen will also have a deep understanding of everything he feels on the body sword, and all the slightest stimuli will be magnified. This is the instinct of being a sword, and this is why all sword men will become more and more courageous on the battlefield. , because the blood splashed on the sword will make them boil even more.

Swords long to be held in hands, they are utensils, long to be used.

Knee Maru was already scared by Kikyo, so why did he come here, he is a little out of breath now: the fighting spirit transmitted from the contact surface of the body is sharp and powerful, it is the result of hundreds of tempered steel and bloody battles Determination and firmness are completely different from the slender and weak appearance of the woman.

This is really too painful... There is no way to hold back the desire to respond, Kagemaru trembled all over, wanting to kneel at the woman's feet so much.

There is a voice in my head that is constantly clamoring and ringing.

Surrender to her, and be her unparalleled minister.

"I can't go on like this, don't you want to say something? Houwan," Kikyo held his knife and picked up the handle of the knife with the other hand, holding it in his hand and chopping it horizontally twice. The flower in front of him has been broken by half. , The road ahead immediately opened an empty path: "It's very sharp. It will definitely be much easier to kill the enemy with such a fast knife."

Kagemaru was about to cry: It’s fine to take the knife by force, just use his knife, what’s the matter with pouring spiritual power into it while using it?

Is he too naive, or the world is changing too fast, why are women now so bad!

"Owner--"

"Ok?"

The red-eyed boy with braids was very unhappy that most of his attention was taken away by irrelevant people, and he complained in a low voice: "Look here and here, what's so interesting about him? The idiot with a green grassland on his head knife."

With clogs on his feet, he was a little taller than Qingguang, and Kikyo could easily touch his head: "Don't slander in your heart, it will be uncute."

The invisible cat ears on his head seemed to droop suddenly: "I see..."

Touching his own sword, he was still not reconciled: although he was cute, he was just an ordinary sword, and although the man in front of him had forgiven green on his head, he was still a treasure of Genji.

People talk about bloodlines, swords talk about origin, and everything has a distinction between high and low. Even if some people say that all living beings are equal, it is only the soul that is equal.

Only death counts, Qing Guang thought resentfully, when will this guy die?

Looking at the red camellia scattered all over the ground, Qing Guang picked up a red petal on the ground, the petal quickly faded in his hands, gradually turned white, and finally disappeared in his hands.

Qing Guang whispered, "It's gone."

Kikyo echoed him: "Indeed, it's gone."

He was a little worried: "Master didn't scratch his nails just now, did he?"

"No."

The conversation between the two was listening to the knee balls twitching, what is going on with this woman?I'm afraid there is something wrong with my brain.

Ordinary young girls always fall in love with flowers when they see them, and like to pinch a few branches and put them on their heads. Fortunately, she actually took herself, the dignified Genji treasure, to bully these defenseless Flowers, this behavior is simply outrageous.

Kagemaru forcibly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and told himself viciously: She tramples on grass and trees at will and doesn't care about flowers, she must be a bad person!

"random?"

Platycodon grandiflorum read: "There are flowers that can be broken straight away, don't wait for no flowers to break branches. This is not random, besides, do I look like someone who destroys plants at will? Hou Wan."

Kagemaru finally recovered his breath, he was a little irritable: "Don't call me by my name casually, I'm not called Houwan, Kneemaru! It's Kneemaru!"

With such a loud voice, she was obviously able to yell, she wanted to cover her ears a little bit: "Got it, Xiwan."

"It's obvious that he has a lot of vests, so the master doesn't need to care about it." The red-eyed boy who was trying to fulfill his duties as a servant knife happily made a face at him: "You can call him anything you want."

Keimaru looked at Kami Kiyomitsu standing next to Kikyo with a complicated expression: "I didn't expect that Kaga Kiyomitsu, who is the original sword, would become a traitor, betray his master, and ignore his duty and loyalty as a sword. You should have been killed by me." The sword itself carries out the execution..."

Kikyo patted California Qingguang to signal him to back down.

Qingguang kept silent obediently, and Suiqiwan uttered nonsense, even wishing that he could scold more harshly and use more poisonous words, but he is not a masochist: if you want to be loved, you have to know when to retreat, so To retreat is to advance, and to be on the road.

Staring at the dangling knife in front of him, Kagemaru went dumb again: the main body knife is still held in the opponent's hand, and the lifeline is in the hands of others, no matter how stupid he is, he can't take the initiative to find fault at this time.

"Give you."

Kikyo threw the knife to him, and Kagemaru reached out to catch it: "Hmph, don't think that I will let you go easily."

"Well," Kikyo agreed in a perfunctory manner, and his casual look made Kagemaru want to jump: "At least, let me know the reason why you hate me so much, because I didn't do anything. Could it be that you hurt innocent women at will? Is it Tachihou...Keomaru's character?"

Xiwan took his own knife and lost to others, he was really embarrassed and pretended not to hear: "Nah, you people are always talking about being in love with that sour thing, and approaching Anijia with malicious intentions. , obviously he doesn't want that kind of thing at all."

"Oh?" Kikyo waited for him to finish speaking, and asked again: "I just don't want to kill me because someone is close to my brother? But it's too much to treat people's lives as a trifle."

"I do not have--"

Kagemaru was a little discouraged: "I didn't want to do anything to you, I just wanted to scare you away, I thought you were the same..."

"It's the same, you can't beat Master Master at all, okay?" Qing Guang said indignantly, "Even if it was to scare others, why did you aim the knife at me!"

Desperate, Kagemaru waved his hand indifferently: "People can't touch it, but you can touch it anyway."

"you!"

"All right."

Kikyo turned around and walked back holding Kaiqing Qingguang's hand, exposing the most vulnerable back in front of Kagemaru, without worrying about a sudden attack.

"Don't do this kind of thing again next time, Houwan, it's not a good habit to test others. You are so well protected. Don't destroy yourself just because of an accident. Instead, let the person who is thinking about you feel sad. Things like this shouldn't happen to you."

If there is no brain, the knee balls are confused: "It's the knee balls, not the ho balls... Wait, why don't I understand what you are talking about?"

Kikyo's answer was covered by Qingguang: "Silly!"

Regarding this answer, she smiled seriously, and was so angry that Kichimaru almost fell on his back.

"A bit."

***

There was another knife on the knife rack.

The three knives slept side by side, Iron Broken Teeth, one phase and one vibration, and California Qingguang, of different lengths, lying quietly on the knife holder, looking quite harmonious.

The matter has been made clear to this extent, and there is no need to hide it anymore.

This Honmaru has clear barriers, and the border between Chu, He and Han has been clearly drawn, and there will be no compromise between the two. California Qingguang has clearly expressed his willingness to accept the new master, and he will be isolated by other swords, even if his level is not bad. There is really no need to throw him into the pack of tigers and wolves.

Kikyo closed her eyes, and she could still hear California Qingguang's little pleading voice in her heart: "Master... can't you let me sleep closer to you, anyway, I'm just a knife, so let me do it for you Watch the night!"

He begged coquettishly: "I agreed to spoil and love me. This place is very dangerous. Let me be born to protect the master. Besides, touching me will make you very happy."

Regarding the cuteness of the newly recovered small knife, Kikyo just turned around.

"Qingguang, sleep."

I'll be busy later.

California Kiyomitsu was confined to his own body, sitting cross-legged on the ground in melancholy, because he had already signed a blood contract, he could unilaterally convey his heartfelt voice to his master in his own state of mind, and if Kikyo wanted to, he could also make his own voice Be heard by him.

unhappy.

He slapped the floor with both hands for a while, and then turned back and forth in his body angrily.

I am not the master's first initial sword!Nothing could hit him more than this cognition. Before signing the contract, he thought that what was hanging on Kikyo’s waist was just an ordinary one-shot that had never been summoned, but he never thought about this old one. The endless knife was actually the one that escaped from this honmaru.

Adding old hatred to new hatred is worry on top of worry.

The Taidao hanging on the knife rack above him spoke, and the tone of his mouth was very unpleasant: "California-san, please don't make demands that embarrass the master. As a courtier, the most important thing you should know is the nature of the courtier." You can't easily do things that exceed the rules."

"Your Highness in the first phase seems to be the person who is least qualified to say such a thing," California Qingguang said lazily, mocking: "Although I don't believe what happened before is what other people said, but, killing the master It is not credible what the sword that has fallen in the dark, maybe you have done something that exceeded the rules before... This is called only Taidao is allowed to set fire, and sword is not allowed to light lamps!"

The sharpness that has been hidden in front of Kikyo is also exposed at this time: "It is impossible for the master to have only one knife, and it is impossible to have only three knives. I thought I couldn't be the most precious and rare one." One, can also become the master's first sword, so I have the opportunity to make the master remember me forever, but I didn't expect that this top spot would be taken by the first phase of the palace... Hmph, what a mockery."

In the first issue, Zhenqian and Zhongmianli hidden needles: "The principle of first come, first served has existed from ancient times to the present."

"Cut," Qing Guang sneered, "The first phase of the palace is really outdated. Don't you know that the current fashion trend is that the childhood sweethearts are no match for the Tianxiang faction? Don't talk about you and me, don't forget your Fujishiro! A pile of brothers who can be piled up into a mountain."

"The dagger that has not been polluted and still maintains a pure nature, and the adult knife that has turned over in the black mud of society, which one do you think adults will like?"

"still……"

He said with an indifferent smile: "Tai Dao wants to let go of his figure and compete for favor with his younger brothers? I really want to see that kind of picture."

In the first issue, he shook his head and said coldly: "I won't let you see it."

"Ah, that's right, anyway, what happened to you Fujishiro has nothing to do with me, I'm sleepy...I'm going to sleep, good night," Kai Qingguang closed his eyes, and stopped talking to Yiqi Yizhen: "It's a sad night. "

It was only quiet for a while.

"Don't sleep."

"No way, I just told the truth and you won't let me sleep. What if I have dark circles? It's not cute. If the master doesn't like it, who is responsible?"

Yizheng endured his anxious heart, and woke him up again: "It's not that, don't sleep, someone is here."

The priestess on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep again, her eyes closed unconsciously, California Qingguang wanted to jump out anxiously, but he was bound by the spell, and could only stay obediently in the shape of the knife body On the shelf, I couldn't even speak, let alone move.

They are more familiar with knives than they are familiar with people, and there is no one else in this place except the god judge, and it must be a short knife.

He didn't hit anything, and his footsteps were very light. The opponent must have extremely high detection. If it was like those blind swords, he would have bumped into the wall with a step here and there.

California Qingguang suddenly became clever again: No wonder the owner always puts out all the lights on the porch after dark.

Who will come with the knife?

He could only judge the type of knife, but he was not familiar with the energy of the knife. He squinted his eyes and keenly noticed that the aura exuding from Yiqi Yizhen's knife was very unstable. the door.

What's going on tonight, one after another sneak attack and night attack, as if they are tired of work and looking for excitement, but the master is not awake yet, afraid that he will be passive.

He felt that he was about to leak jade steel from his nervousness, but the aura suddenly stopped outside the door.

Faintly heard a little movement again, the calm voice of Taro Tachi, the sound of drawing the knife, it seemed that there was the sound of swords and swords intersecting... All the tiny movements were magnified several times in the silent night, knowing that it was Unnecessary worry, or unavoidable tension.

Another drug research.

Taro Tachi frowned, and the magic sword, which was taller than Yaken Toshiro, cut off a strand of his forehead hair, revealing the slightly bulging spikes on his forehead, and a little green eyes flashed faintly.

"You are dark."

The big man squatted down as if struggling, put his spiritual power on his forehead, and sighed slightly: "I didn't expect it to be so fast, here... even this false illusion can't be maintained anymore?" .”

Yaoyan opened his mouth and spit out a single syllable with some difficulty: "Help..."

"Help, I know."

Taro Tachi clumsily strangled Yaken Toshiro's hands and feet, making it impossible for him to struggle out, and then found that he had no time to knock on the door, so he had no choice but to hit the door with his head.

However, he didn't expect that he was tall and big, and accidentally knocked his head open the door with too much force, half of his body was still outside the door, and his feet were stumbled by the threshold.

"what……"

I suddenly remembered that I was in Kikyo's room, and I must not disturb the maiden's rest. I was asking for help, and if I scared the other party, I would be guilty of death. Taro Tachi swallowed the painful cry that came to his mouth : It's not that he's not strong enough as a daidachi, but that the short bone spur on Yaken's head just hit his stomach.

...a little pain.

A crystal teardrop appeared from the corner of his eye, which was reflected in the red eye makeup, which was a bit seductive.

Yao Yan felt that he was about to be crushed into a piece of cake, he stretched out a short hand from under Taro Tachi's fully armed body and shook it in pain, his face was full of pain: "Save..."

He felt that he could still save it again.

When the sword is held in the hand, it is the weight of the sword itself rather than the weight of the person. This is easy to understand. After all, few people can easily hold a big sword like Minamoto Yoshitsune, but now both of them hang their swords. On my own body, falling to the floor also caused the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.

In this situation, even a deaf person should wake up, but the woman who fell asleep on the bed still didn't move, as if she was completely unaware of what happened outside.

Taro Tachi climbed up from Yakuken at the fastest speed, but considering that Odachi's maneuver was not too fast, he finally got up before Yaken was about to die, and pulled up the short sword by the way.

The fireplace in the corner was still burning incense, and there was an ominous smell mixed in the strange aroma. Taro Tachi held Yaken in one hand and held him under his armpits, walked upwind of the aroma, and accurately opened the lid with the long knife , the incense ash inside floated out one after another, Taro Tachi held his breath, and covered Yaken Toshiro's mouth and nose with his hands.

The blunt pain slowly reached Taro Tachi's mind, and he looked down slowly: "Yakuken, let go."

The blood dripped down Yaken Toshiro's teeth along the skin, and slowly melted into it as soon as it touched the already sharp teeth. His teeth became smooth again, and the blood in his eyes faded away, panting heavily in pain , seems to be struggling with consciousness.

The dark fall is always from the outside to the inside. When the body has completely succumbed, the soul's fall is only a moment.

Because the dark spiritual power is addictive and delicious, once you get it, you will seek to absorb it consciously or unconsciously, until you are also stained with the same black color.

Bloody tears leaked from the corners of Yaoken's eyes, and he felt that his consciousness was slowly falling into a deep sleep.

so tired.

That's it, get out of this shell.

He closed his eyes peacefully.

Scenes from the past passed through his mind like a flashback before death.

I just want to protect my brother, why is it so difficult?

After Yiqi Yizhen left, he was the only one left, even if he sacrificed everything he had, it didn't matter, he exchanged his own blackness for other people's whiteness, but now, if he completely becomes a monster, he will never again There is no way to protect his brothers.

He has never taken the initiative to harm anyone, nor has he raised a knife to anyone, using such meaningless words to stop himself from making a move, so that he can forget everything he has seen, and then he can turn a blind eye to it with peace of mind.

However, he finally raised the knife to the innocent woman.

He was no different from that person.

……

Taro Tachi was shocked to find that he couldn't move his whole body. Yaken easily broke away from Otachi's hand and jumped to the ground. Smile, it doesn't look like a smile, it seems that a cable is forcibly hanging the corner of his mouth.

Over there is the maiden's bed... Taro Tachi turned his head with great effort, what does Yaken want to do?

Yaken Toshiro walked as if he had weighed it beforehand, and the distance covered by each step was the same. He walked towards the bed in a slow and slow manner, his movements were very mechanical, as if someone was manipulating him.

Raise the knife.

A heart attack.

The light of the knife cut through the quilt on the bed, and snow-white feathers flew all over the room, fluttering and falling on the ground, landing on Taro Tachi's head and body, like snowflakes all over the ground, falling in this untimely season.

A trace of confusion flashed in Yaken Toshiro's eyes, and the other hand grabbed the hand that swung the knife, unable to cut it off for a long time.

That trace of clarity quickly disappeared, Yaken Toshiro was about to move again, but suddenly there was a loud bang above his head, a big hole was suddenly broken in the brick roof, dust and dust fell, and tiles fell vertically Dagger's black hair turned white.

He was temporarily stopped by such a sudden accident. From the big hole in the roof, a big white thing rolled down along with the dust left behind, and fell to the side of the still sleeping witch. It quickly swept away with the platycodon.

The Taidao on the knife rest vibrated and flashed, and a water-blue light flew out of the knife in an instant, and crashed straight into the body of Yaken's knife.

Yaken Toshiro let out a muffled grunt, let go of the knife on his body and fell to the ground.

The author has something to say:

To put it simply, this is Qingshui Wen, at most it is a tease

The setting of the sword body and Fu Sangshen's induction is a recognized stalk of the sword text, without mentioning the specifics, but other sword texts also have more descriptions. I feel that it is already within the scale, and I think this scale is a bit big... no Hey, I suggest readers stop reading it, because there will be related chapters, and I don’t plan to reduce the benefits, but I’m afraid it will cause some readers to read uncomfortable

Reading online articles is just to make you happy. Really, don’t read if you are not happy. It’s not cute to be angry. I don’t want to write a story that will cause a lot of resentment.

As for the treatment of the sword, I read the comments, there will be the foreshadowing and the whitewashing process and other treatments that have been laid before, and their crimes have been controlled within the scope of redemption. They must apologise, otherwise they can be over in advance