Did Sanriyue get approached today [comprehensive]

The judge looked at the sky, stiffly took a sip from the water glass, and then said with a dry smile, "Hahaha, today's weather is pretty good."

"Don't talk about such a way of changing the subject that you don't even use in dog-blood TV dramas, my lord~" Ranto Shiro jumped out of the sword pile, with a sweet smile on his face like a girl, and he was very cute. She cutely winked at the judge, "It's not so easy to hide it from us~"

Yaken Toshiro followed steadily from the group of blades, and calmly pushed the eyes on the bridge of the nose, and the lenses flashed a white reflection very well in the sunlight.

"No information can escape the eyes of our Awataguchi."

"Yeah, that's right!" The Fujishiro behind Yaken Toshiro lined up, said in tacit agreement with his speech, and nodded proudly together.

"Huh? But I didn't do anything?!"

"Oh, how could it be, my lord?"

Sanriyue walked forward slowly, with her fingertips lazily resting on her chin, her eyes inlaid with crescent moons were full of pure light.

"I still recognize the platycodon mark painted on the token that God of Fighting gave to the lord that night, hahaha."

"So..." The interrogator's eyebrows twitched, and he already had a close guess.

Sanriyue tilted her head and smiled, and sweetly held Yiqi Yizhen's hand, "There is no secret between me and Lord Yuqian."

Yizhen smiled and held Sanriyue's hand back, and at the same time turned his head and smiled lovingly at his younger brothers, "I will not disappoint my younger brothers' curiosity."

The judge's mouth twitched.

If you are so close, why don't you just get married...

Ah, I almost forgot, these two people are almost married.

The examiner hadn't figured out how to deal with the dozen or so pairs of sparkling eyes of the Awataguchi family when he saw something new happening on the other side.

Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, also suddenly broke out from the crowd, and fell down in pain after a few steps, showing a standard forward-bending state of frustration on the ground.

"Sure enough, my lord still can't believe us..."

"Well, Hasebe," the examiner stepped forward with a dry smile, "you can't say that..."

"Lord!"

Before the judge had finished speaking, Hasebe Yakiri suddenly raised his head and turned into a sitting posture on the floor.He looked at the judge with a serious face, and his eyes were full of determination.

Wait, what are you deciding...!The judge suddenly felt bad in his heart.

Sure enough, after Yaki Hasebe yelled so loudly, he immediately said: "As a retainer, I really failed, please allow me to apologize! Yaken, lend me your body!"

"Okay~"

"Wait for Yaken, don't talk so happily," the judge pressed back the body that Yaken Fujishiro had pulled out expressionlessly.

As soon as the god judge stopped Yaken Toshiro, who was eager to try, there was a faint sigh from the crowd, that kind of ironic sense of low pressure and negative energy, there will be no second sword strike in this pill.

Sure enough, the examiner turned his head and saw Zong San Zuowen with his arms folded and his head hanging down in frustration.

"It's a pity, I wanted to help Yaqie make a mistake."

"Don't call me pressure cut!"

Hasebe, who was still so low that he wanted to cut seppuku just now, stood up vigorously and walked towards Zongsan Zuowen in a menacing manner.

Fudo Yukimitsu draped Yaken Toshiro's shoulders, and the two knives shared a bottle of rum, looking at the scene in front of him with great interest.

The relationship between the knives of your Oda family is really wonderful.

Looking at this scene, the judge with black lines all over his head no longer knew what expression to make.

Just when he saw that the situation had calmed down a bit and was about to say something, the blade group moved again.

Kunihiro Yamabashi, who was wearing the iconic quilt, squatted down slowly, the dirty quilt covered his actually outstanding appearance, only a few strands of blond hair fell from the quilt.

Kunihiro Yamabashi, who was squatting like this, looked like a round mushroom because of the sheets on his body.

"Sure enough, because I am such an imitation..."

"Don't be sad, brother," Kunihiro Horikawa also squatted down next to him, and patted the fellow swordsmen on the back with concern, "Although the lord is particularly excessive, it's not your fault."

The judge said, "Ah..."

"That's right, Yamabashi Kiritou," Yakuken Toshiro, who had finished admiring Sosanzuo's writing and the battle with Yakiri Hasebe, came back here, his glasses still glowing white.

"It's just that the lord has his own secret."

The judge didn't know what to say anymore.

At this time, Sanriyue finally stood up again.He sighed—a sigh that happened to him would undoubtedly fill everyone who saw it with guilt.

"We don't want the lord to reveal his real name, but we still know nothing about the lord. It's really sad."

Sanriyue looked up into the distance.

"We only know that the lord is an unpredictable big monster with an unknown age, but we don't know other things about the lord, for example, the lord actually has a deep relationship with that Abe Seimei-sama."

"What Sanriyueden said," Yaoken Fujishiro stood aside with his chest folded, and nodded empathetically, "We only know that everyone is just a dead house salty fish who chases dramas, manga, reads books and plays games."

"...Ah, is it?"

The interrogator, who was stabbed by Yaken Toshiro's direct over-the-head words, laughed awkwardly, his eyes wandering.

"Aren't you going to change your image in our minds, my lord?" Yaken Toshiro pushed his glasses, and suddenly his expression changed, revealing a rare innocent sweet smile.

The appraiser instantly felt his scalp tingle.

"Today—the sword—"

Yan Rong, who was carrying a few bags of snacks, stood at the door of the convenience store and shouted nervously to the surroundings, but he still didn't see the bouncing little figure.

Yan Rong, who did not wear modern clothes, but directly wore traditional inner fan clothes, coupled with his outstanding height, was simply an existence that could not be ignored in the crowd.

Such a person standing at the door of the convenience store and yelling is enough to attract everyone's attention.

But such a situation didn't make Yanrong feel uncomfortable—an emotion that most human beings would have in such a situation.As a member of the Santiao family, this attention is not enough to shake Yan Rong.

But if Jinjian disappears again, Yan Rong will probably lose control of his emotions.

Today they accidentally found some coins that had been forgotten in the corner of the house. The sudden "huge money" made Yan Rong and Jin Jian, who had been poor for many days, immediately choose to buy snacks that they had missed for a long time.

As a result, Yan Rong, who came out after shopping, was horrified to find that Kungfu Jinjian disappeared after only one turning around.

"Yanrong~!"

Just when Yan Rong was about to explode his mobility and set out to look for Jin Jian, the familiar lively voice suddenly made his face change from cloudy to spring.

Yan Rong quickly rushed over to pick up Jin Jian, put him on his shoulder, and then completely relaxed.

"Jin Jian, you scared me to death! Where did you go just now?"

"Me?" Jin Jian hugged Yan Rong's head, swinging his legs lively, "Just now I saw a little bird fell out of the nest, so I went to help the little bird go home~"

A fallen bird?Yan Rong squeezed Jinjian's little hand in amazement, as expected of Jinjian's detection and maneuvering.

Jin Jian went on to say happily: "And oh, Yan Rong, and ah, I also picked up a lost person!"

As he spoke, he pointed forward.

Yan Rong followed his instructions and looked over, only to realize that there was a person behind Jin Jian when he came back.

It was a tall, slender young man with a handsome face and short hair with vibrant red highlights.Although he was only wearing simple casual clothes, Yan Rong couldn't ignore the strong body strength under the ordinary clothes in every move.

The man tried to show the appearance of an ordinary person, but the extraordinary part of him has been integrated into the bone marrow, which makes it impossible for a simple disguise to fool Token Fusangshen's eyes.

Yan Rong took a few steps back vigilantly, and asked Jin Jian in a low voice, "What's the matter with this man?"

"It's a lost person who wants to go to Honmaru," Imamura replied easily without any sense of crisis. "It should be a guest, right? Anyway, we can guide him."

"This person looks suspicious..."

"Don't worry, Yanrong, he also helped me climb trees and release birds. He is a kind and good person~ And even if there are any problems, there are still powerful lords and everyone in this pill."

"Gahahahahaha," Yan Rong suddenly realized, and smiled boldly, "It seems that I am stupid, and I almost forgot that the safest place is in this pill."

Having figured it out, Yan Rong no longer struggled, raised his hand and greeted the young man over there, motioning him to follow.

And the sunny smile and clear eyes that the man showed when he saw this situation made Yan Rong feel more at ease about this man.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jinjian suddenly pressed against his ear, and unconsciously said something shocking in a cheerful voice.

"Speaking of which, I sensed the tengu's breath on him just now! Ahhh, thinking about it, he really is a good man!"

Oh tengu.

Wait, Tengu?Tengu!

"My lord, we are back~"

Under the rare concerted efforts of all the swords in Honmaru, the judge who was caught in a dilemma heard the voice of Imaki, sighed in his heart that he was finally able to temporarily shift the center, and turned around happily.

However, the unexpected figure behind Jinjian made his expression turn cold instantly.

No matter how many hundred years passed by, the man who still couldn't learn to read the atmosphere was still smiling brightly when facing the cold face of the judge.He waved his hand and greeted cheerfully.

"Yo, Yuzaoqian, long time no see, you seem to have become uglier a lot?"

for a while.

All the knives were dumbfounded.

All sounds are silent.