[Comprehensive] Every day in Sakurabuki

Su Chi carried Jinjian all the way back to the restaurant, followed by Yan Rong, and then Xiaohu Wan and Ishiki Maru side by side.

"Is that burst of light just now the power of a god?"

Kohomaru claims to be the Ichishin Taidao jointly forged by the envoy sent by Inari Myojin and Sanjo Munechi, while Ishikirimaru is collected and enshrined in the shrine. Both of them have an inseparable relationship with the gods. Before Su Chi, God was just a concept to them.

After all, Shizheng claims that they are Fusangshen, but they are actually just a type of monster, which has nothing to do with the identity of "God".

"Amazing power." Ishikirimaru stared fixedly at Su Chi in front of him: "We are lucky to have such a powerful lord."

Xiaohuwan wrapped her fingertips around her long white hair, and snorted almost inaudibly: "Whether it's luck or a nightmare, you'll know later, you won't forget what that person did, right?"

"My lord is different from that person." The tolerant Yushendao sighed while holding his own coins.

"Who decides what will happen in the future." Fu Sangshen with long white hair squinted his narrow eyes, looking at Su Chi's back with a dangerous expression like a wild animal hunting: "Let's see if she can survive the night attack."

Dark Falling Sword will be quite unstable every night, ranging from enduring alone, to venting his pain by roaring and wreaking havoc.

He evoked a joking smile—I don’t know if this omnipotent god can resist the demonization of short knives and naginatas, or if the lord who is far-sighted intends to strangle them all in one breath. Moment of trust?

Seeing his companion's gloomy expression, Ishikimaru became even more worried.

The Fusangshen in the restaurant were all stunned when they saw Su Chi walking in with Jinjian in his arms, and California Qingguang was the most shocked.

He thought that Su Chi's visit was nothing more than inputting spiritual power like waking them up, or else he was just using the previous true energy to heal Jinjian, but he didn't expect that Jinjian had already won the favor of its master in half an hour. pet.

And it was actually brought in by the owner!

I am the master's most beloved fusangshen QAQ! ! ! !

As if Su Chi didn't realize it, after Qing Guang sat down on the seat that Qing Guang opened for her, he raised his eyes to look at them first: "Have you been waiting for me all this time?"

Because obviously the food on the table didn't move, the original hot food had cooled down during the process of her looking for Jin Jian, and I don't know if they were afraid to eat it or simply wanted to wait for her.

"I told you to eat first." She smiled helplessly: "Today is probably the day I have used the most spells since I entered the world."

As he spoke, he pinched a tactic with his fingertips, and with a little touch in the void, the food that had been cooled was steaming again, as if it had just come out of the pan.

"Waiting for your meal is a necessary etiquette for us as subordinates. If you let you eat the leftovers coldly, it would be too rude. Sorry we can't do it." Sitting next to Qingguang was Kasen Kanesada who had contacted today. A traditional Fusangshin that is very important.

"Okay, it's because of your intentions." Su Chi picked up the chopsticks, and said to Ishikirimaru standing behind him, "Can you help me put Imaki's tableware here too?"

"Of course, I'm willing to help." The gentle Odachi nodded slightly, walked to the previously designated Sanjo area and placed Imai's tableware next to Su Chi's tableware.

Yan Rong was going to move Jinjian's chair, but the boy leaned on the lord and refused to get off, so he had to give up.

"Okay, I've delayed everyone a lot of time, let's start eating now."

I saw more than 30 Fu Sangshen, no matter whether they were hostile to her or not, clasped their hands together, bowed their heads and said: "Thank you for the hospitality." Then they picked up their chopsticks and made the clinking sound of bowls and chopsticks that can only be heard when eating.

"What would Jin Jian want to eat?" Su Chi didn't hurry to put down his chopsticks, but instead looked down at the little guy in his arms who was still buried in her neck: "I cooked the food myself, don't you have any appetite?"

"No, it's not." The little dagger who had just established a mutual trust relationship with Su Chi raised his watery eyes, and there was a little hoarseness in the childish voice: "It's just that I can be treated gently suddenly, and I feel that happiness is unreal. I'm afraid When I looked up, I found it was just a dream.”

"Don't worry, in this world, there is no more real thing than my existence." Su Chi's voice was a bit bright and hearty, and she stroked Jin Jian's gray hair that had not been tied up .

"Speaking of which, the lord summoned us, didn't he have something important to say?" Jia Qingguang felt more uncomfortable the more he looked at Jin Jian, and wanted to turn Su Chi's attention away from the sticky dagger.

"Ah, the main thing is that many people hide and don't come out to see me during the day, so I just found a reason to get to know me." Su Chi casually picked a few times in his bowl: "Although the divine sense finds all the people who are hiding He came out, but he didn't tell me his name, even if he was still going to be attacked tonight, I still uphold the traditional virtues of courtesy first and soldiers later, and I have to understand when I fight."

You have said that, who can beat you? !

It was still the roar of Yaken Toshiro breaking down in his heart.

"Because some of you don't know my origin, I'll repeat it again-I am Su Chi, the relative of the ancient dragon god Ao Dai made a hidden weapon, and the silver-winged cloud needle is the same. One can be transformed into ten, ten can be transformed into a hundred, and a hundred can be transformed into tens of millions, the poison is quenched inside, the throat is sealed with blood, and since the transformation into form, it is untestable how old it is, and there are more than ten thousand."

As soon as she said this, Fu Sangshen, who originally had an assassination plan, felt strangled to death in the cradle, and there was a sudden silence in the restaurant.

"Sage Lord Ao...? My lord is talking about the dragon recorded in the ancient Chinese book "Shan Hai Jing"?" Among all the mourners, Taro Taidao is probably the person who likes to read books in his spare time, and he is also in the shrine. The enshrined magic sword lives in a place where there are many books. Hearing familiar words, he couldn't help asking.

"Exactly." Su Chi calmly dispelled Taro Tachi's doubts.

"Ah... that's really..." Da Tai Dao Fu Sangshen, who loves historical essays, was immediately full of admiration for the new lord: "The "Shan Hai Jing" says that there is Zhangwei Mountain outside the Northwest Sea, and there is a god who is thousands of miles long and has a human face. The body of the snake is red, it is Zhu Jiuyin, and it is called Zhulong. It is suspected that the dragon is Zhulong. Didn't you think that the famous Zhu Jiuyin is your original owner, my lord?"

"You know a lot. The name of the sage is indeed changed from the dragon, and Ao is the surname hand-picked by the sage. Only the orthodox dragon can follow." Su Chilian Jinjian has not decided yet. When he put his chopsticks on which dish, he took the lead in picking up a shrimp dumpling for him—children always like snacks more than dinner, whether they are human or not.

She raised her eyes and looked at Taro Taidao not far away with a sense of admiration: "It is commendable to be knowledgeable, but you are a monster transformed by swords. It is best not to call the holy king by his name directly, so as not to cause trouble."

"I'm being rude to you." Fu Sangshen, whose personality seemed somewhat aloof to others, bowed his head humbly.

"Hey, is that lord really that strong?" Sitting in Su Chi's arms, Jin Jian looked fearless, and raised his head to ask her: "My lord, who can completely purify me, is better than you!" How far is the gap between the protagonists?"

Su Chi rubbed Jinjian's little face chewing shrimp with amused expression: "The holy king is the supreme righteous god who assists Nuwa in creating life. Although I am a righteous god, I am a hidden weapon born in the hands of the holy king. If I can Destroy a city, and the sage will be able to put the whole world to death and come back to life."

In other words, how dare she stand shoulder to shoulder with her master?

"Anyway, the concept of time in ancient times is really amazing. Just looking at the appearance of the lord, it is completely impossible to think that it is a god that has existed for tens of thousands of years." Kasen Kanesada took over the topic: "The time government can convince you, presumably also It took a lot of energy."

"Yeah, when I came out of the game and was going to eat, I sent Fox Nosuke to hug my thigh crying and begged me to agree." The corner of Su Chi's mouth twitched.

The fusangshen who had seen Honosuke crying during the day fell silent.

After Jin Jian ate one shrimp dumpling, he clamored to eat the second one. Su Chi held another one and handed it to him. Hearing the sound of the little guy slurping the soup, he turned him around amusedly and asked him to sit down. Eat well on your own lap.

Fu Sangshen, with milky gray hair, sat on Su Chi's lap, dangling her two little feet and obediently eating with her own tableware, and occasionally picked up a chopstick and raised his hand to feed her.

"My lord, ah..." Jin Jian held up his own spoon, which contained a spoonful of tomato stewed beef brisket.

Su Chi enjoyed the little guy's feeding without hesitation, and then signaled him to eat by himself, and she had her own share.

"My lord's cooking skills are very good." Candlestick, who has been the chef of Honmaru for a long time, took a sip of the tomato beef brisket soup, and he was not stingy with his praise: "The sweet and sour tomato is combined with the mellow beef, and the soup is spicy. Mobilize the appetite, if my original owner Date Masamune is alive, he will also be amazed by your cooking skills."

"It's just an ordinary Chinese dish. Today I heard that Qingguang likes to eat tomatoes, so I started to prepare this dish." Su Chi looked at the new servant who was mixing rice with soup: "What do Qingguang think of the taste?"

"The master made it specially for me, of course it is the most delicious in the world!" California Qingguang, who was not convinced that Jin Jian could still sit in Su Chi's arms to eat, suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny after hearing what she said just now.

"Don't you want to eat An Ding?" The woman noticed that the blue-haired boy next to Qing Guang hadn't moved his chopsticks much, so she took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Don't call me that." The boy glanced at her coldly: "God."

"An Ding! How rude!" Qing Guang put down the spoon in his hand and grabbed his companion's sleeve.

"That's why you are so easily moved, idiot Qingguang."

Different from Jinjian, Yamato Shoushen, who has almost fallen into darkness, is also surrounded by black energy. He who has not evolved is full of hostility towards Su Chi, and his sea-blue eyes are full of guard.

"Hey..." Qing Guang flattened his mouth pitifully: "Am I stupid?"

"I can't be any more stupid."

Su Chi took a sip of the soup unhurriedly, and said: "I don't care if you eat or not, but the child is growing up, let alone you have injuries, don't be so hungry that you kill me I don't even have the strength."

Yamato Moran Ding looked at Su Chi's playful and nasty smile with resentment, and picked up the chopsticks through gritted teeth.

"So nice."

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It's been more than a dozen chapters, but the first day hasn't finished yet

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