After cos fell into the sword, I was gone

Under the Wanye Sakura in Honmaru, the false Taidao Yaken lay on the grass with his hands crossed and pillowed behind his head, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

The falling flowers are colorful, and the sunlight sprinkles on him piecemeal through the gaps between the leaves, which is like a beautiful picture.

Ah, he really didn't expect to be pulled out to let the wind out because he was overcrowded.

Day by day, he was not required to go on an expedition or be an insider, and he had nothing to do when he came out, so he simply stayed in the house quietly, never thought that this would not work.

There is no restriction in this Honmaru for Yizheng Dark Falling Sword. If you take the initiative to stay in the house, you will be pulled out. It is indeed Madara's Honmaru.

"Yakukeni——" Ranto Shiro ran to him excitedly, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, causing a gust of wind, "Don't lie here forever after you're out, play with us~"

"Ah..." Yaoyan opened his eyes, and looked at Ranto Shiro with dark red eyes, obviously there was no emotional ups and downs, but it made people feel a kind of gentleness for no reason, "I'll watch you play."

"Hey, how can that be, come with Yakeni!" Ranto Shiro grabbed Yaken's arm and began to act sweetly.

What, is he such an easy-to-compromise person?

Yaoyan was unmoved.

Listening to the little short swords coming out together is already the limit, it is impossible to play games together, and it is impossible to act like a baby!

"Let's go together with Yaoyanni~"

"If Yaoyanni doesn't come, it's too boring for us to play~"

.........

Someone surrounded by cute creatures: Successfully killed.

Well, he is such a person who is easy to compromise~ Who can refuse the cute and lovely young lady?

Tachi Yakuken, who was playing with the knives, thought to himself that he couldn't refuse anyway.

Not far away, Sanri Yuezong, who was sitting on the porch sipping tea, watched this scene closely, and let out a honeyed laugh like a mentally handicapped old man: "Ahahahaha, very good, very good."

Lu Chi doesn't know if it's good or not. In short, with the acquiescence of the judge, he stayed in this pill for the time being.

Shizheng didn't come to make trouble, and the interrogator didn't ask anything, except that he didn't know when he could go back, there was no other problem.

Ah, there is still a little problem, Lu Chi thought calmly looking at the bone spurs that had grown on his body in recent days.

Probably because of his laissez-faire to a certain extent, and the temporary absence of the priestess in charge of purification, the degree of darkness has deepened.

Hmm... It's not necessarily his problem. After all, the degree of the fall is only increasing, and it's not surprising that the degree of the fall is deepening.

What's disturbing is that the increase in the degree of dark fall directly affected his sleep quality. I don't know if it was because of the correction of the world consciousness, he dreamed of the experience of "Tai Dao Yao Yan" from time to time.

Originally, it was just a script composed of cold words. In the dream, it seemed like a reality that he had experienced before, which made him extremely desperate.

It was probably too desperate, so desperate that the body's defense mechanism activated automatically, directly waking him up from the dream.

Well, in fact, I fell asleep and woke up with a start.

As the degree of dark fall increased, the frequency of Lu Chi's dreams became higher and higher. Eight days out of ten, he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, jumping back and forth on the verge of losing control of his emotions.

Waking up again in the middle of the night, Lu Chi felt his whole mentality collapsed.

What do these dreams mean?

Could it be that, just like a certain parallel world theory I heard, when he wrote this script and the script was approved by the world consciousness, a real world based on his script was born?

Was the world consciousness trying to tell him this?Thinking of the extremely cruel world, Lu Chi felt that he was not well.

Just wrote a script, how can he still say what he wants?Not so much.

But, if that's the case, then it's really, really sinful...

Lu Chi sat up, took the body knife placed on the side of the tatami, and the next moment, the sharp blade cut across his arm.

Blood oozed down the clothes. Lu Chi saw the clothes were stained red little by little, and the pain spread to his brain. The violent emotion in his heart was slowly suppressed by him, and his shaky rationality returned.

Because of his vigilance at the beginning, he was afraid that he would not adapt, so he arranged a separate room for him in the first period, and it has not been changed now, but it has avoided many problems.

Although his script is crazy, but the little short knives are so cute, how can he be willing to abuse them.

He couldn't sleep well these days and couldn't control his dark emotions. He didn't let the little knives know, and his attitude towards the little knives during the day was the same as usual.

The same goes for the little short knives. When they are not in battle, they take him out or stay in the house with him to play and play.

For some unknown reason, both of them seemed to be deliberately avoiding something.

Well, that's just whitewashing.

Lu Chi skillfully opened the door and walked out without making a sound. These days, he ran out to bask in the moon every night when he couldn't sleep.

I have to say that the scenery of Honmaru at night is very good, after all, it is Uchiha Madara-level aesthetics.

Well, it is worthy of being a former nobleman, Uchiha, a wealthy family, this aesthetic is absolutely amazing, the boss has superb strength, bold personality, not to mention noble and elegant... (A blowout from an iron fan)

Walking along the long corridor, after staying in Honmaru for so long, he had already quietly memorized the way, and it was easy to walk by taking advantage of the moonlight.

The night was beautiful, the breeze was gentle and gentle, everything was quiet, everything was fine, and the knives were cute, only him was bad.

It's just him, which is bad.

He's not a villain, but he's not a good guy either, otherwise he wouldn't be able to play such a show after wearing it in cosplay.

After all, his feelings are true and false, the so-called experience of Tai Dao Yaken is just a script, he has not experienced those himself, but the feelings of the swords are real, so using other people's feelings... is really despicable...

But he was such a despicable person.

Lu Chi thought this way, but his steps were very steady, step by step, landing silently, and quickly walked to the gate of Honmaru.

Don't make trouble, just slip away.According to some indescribable existence's instructions that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, it is not certain when he will go back, if he stays here, he will play and disappear in front of everyone?

Then the big man suddenly disappeared, and the boss probably beat Shizheng violently... Except Shizheng, no one is suitable to take the blame, after all, the scumbag review is gone.

After all, the boss is really a super good Uchiha, and he is also a super god judge. Thinking of the little knives surrounding the boss and acting like a baby, the boss looked fierce on the surface but his ears were red, he thought laugh.

Even if it wasn't for him, the boss would be very angry just for his own knife.

He still doesn't want to persecute current affairs anymore, and Mimi can sneak away in the dead of night.

The Honmaru gate can be entered and exited, but most of the time, everyone goes to various eras and Wanwu through the time-space converter, so there is generally no one here.

In this regard, Lu Chi is still very confident. He is so normal these days, and no one would have thought that he would slip away, let alone a goalkeeper.

It's late at night, besides him, who else can do nothing without sleeping~

The moment the door was opened, the scenery changed suddenly, and the night illuminated by the faint moonlight instantly turned into bright day. Lu Chi squinted subconsciously, and raised his hand to cover his forehead.

It's over.

Sure enough, when he slowed down, he saw that most of the knives in the pill were standing aside and looking at him, oh yes, the god judge was also there.

……

Good guy, public execution?