[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

An Zeyi set off on a horse and sat down, and then came back lying down.

This scares the other blades in the pill.

Especially when I saw that Daojian who went to the rescue together had no clothes and was clean, and even Sanriyue, who was holding An Zeyi, looked as if she drank a lot of tonics, her face was radiant, her face was radiant, and even her hair was so radiant. The look, suspicious, really is too suspicious.

Old man, you didn't do something to the judge, did you?

Although I don't like humans, it's still a little doll with no fur!

With the same look in eyes of different colors, Sanriyue Xin felt very wronged. . .No wonder, now his mind is full of An Zeyi who is unconscious in his arms, okay?

"Excessive use of spiritual power." Ishikirimaru and Taro Tachi checked An Zeyi's physical condition and said, "I guess I will have a fever tonight."

Oh, too much spiritual power?

What, excessive use of spiritual power!

How to judge the strength of the spiritual power of a spiritual power user can be known by looking at his sword account and the number of swords in the main pill. The stronger the spiritual power is, the higher the probability of summoning rare swords (of course, African chiefs) Lucky E is another matter), the more swords that can support forming.

In the Government of Time, most of the Honmaru are limited to 50 swords, and the upper limit of the Honmaru of the God-inspector with strong spiritual power is 60. If the number of swords exceeds the range of spiritual power, then Those who judge the spirit will overuse their spiritual power, ranging from high fever and weakness to severe spiritual exhaustion and death.

And Anze's daily spiritual power of 97 swords is enough to show how powerful his spiritual power is.

A god-judgment with such a powerful spiritual power can overuse his spiritual power. What did he do?

I don't know about the other blades, maybe those who went out together don't know the reason?

Of course they do.And the mountain that was burnt bald at that time is enough to prove that Anze used his spiritual power too much.

After all, the orange flame that can burn the entire Houxi Mountain bald, how can human beings do it?

That is the flame favored by the gods.

In short, when he knew that the god judge was not about to die, but that he was a little weak and had nothing to do after the fever subsided, the sword in the pill breathed a sigh of relief.

Their requirements for the judges have become lower and lower after repeated disappointments, injuries, and injuries.A judge like An Zeyi is really the best choice so far.Similarly, they knew very well in their hearts that if An Zeyi died, then those swords that had fallen secretly before would really have no other choice but Broken Knife.

So, the men with swords once again stepped into the room of the interrogator, which seemed like a nightmare to them.

The house is clean and tidy enough to show the owner's self-discipline.But for this original sword of Honmaru, their attention is more...

"He still keeps it!" Looking at the unblocked dark room, for a moment, they thought of the pain that could not be stopped by torture, humiliation, crying and shouting.

"Don't." Before Sanriyue could stop it, the door of the dark room was kicked open by Zong San who went crazy remembering the painful memory.

The aroma of sandalwood spread from the dark room in an instant, with a sweet and sad breath.

All the swords that looked at the past were stunned.

Rows of tablets are placed neatly on the shelf, engraved with the names of the swords, the time of forging and the time of death. Behind each tablet is a small box like a coffin, and the contents inside are unspoken. You can guess what the metaphor is.

It's the remains of the sword.

In front of the shelf, there is a huge group photo and an incense burner.

In the group photo, the blooming cherry tree is used as the background, and there are all the rare swords that they have never seen before.

An Ze, who looked younger than now, stood in front of Mikazuki Zongjin in a kimono with blue moon patterns. The similar clothes made them look particularly parent-child standing in the most eye-catching middle. He always Holding Foxonosuke in one hand, and holding the sleeve of Mikazuki Muneki with the other hand, standing next to Hotaru, Mukichi Sadamune, Fudo Yukimitsu and other shorter swords, and around Mikazuki are Odeno Takoyo, Xiaohumaru, Sao Sujian, Jiang Xue Zuowen, Shuzhumaru Koji, and after that, there are the tallest Datachi Taro Taidao, Nippon Katsura, and naginata such as Iwarong and Bakata Naginata.Ming Shi Guoxing lay lazily in the front, Tsurumaru made a grimace, and hugged the younger brothers who had been forging for a limited time.

Everyone, even Jiang Xue Zuowen, Suzumaru Koji, and Oden Tai Mitsuyo, who usually have the most ordinary expressions, all smiled at the camera. Self-confidence and calm spirit.

In addition to the kind of pride and nobility that comes from the bones, they also have an aura that is different from what they have seen before, whether it is their own honmaru or other honmaru swords.

"They..." How does it feel different from the swords they have seen.

"All of them are full-level polarized knives," a strange and immature voice sounded softly: "Not just short knives and wakizashis, but all swords including tachi, daidachi, spears, and naginata are all polarized swords. Full grade."

"Who?!"

As the owner of the voice came out of the dark room step by step, the swords present all looked at the dumbfounded Tsurumaru tacitly.

The clothes are as white as snow, the eyes are as clear as amber, and the eyes are as clear as autumn water.Mikazuki half-closed his eyes slightly. Although the little guy in front of him looked like a shrunken Tsurumaru Kuninaga, his clear and clear eyes that seemed to see through everything, as well as the calmness that was different from Tsurumaru, made him intuitively think of Anze one.

"Who are you?" San Riyue asked, looking at Ren (?) walking towards An Zeyi.

The child glanced at Sankaiyue and the other blades, and suddenly showed a smile that seemed to be causing trouble no matter how you looked at it (Zhongba: Damn it looks like His Highness Tsurumaru): "It really scared me. My name is Hazuru, why, I'm looking for my mother , do you still need your permission?"

What is a bolt from the blue?This moment is.

With Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face, calling the 13-year-old god judge (♂) mother, this, this is simply......

Your circle is a mess!

Attacking a 13-year-old god judge, Tsurumaru-sama, I never thought you were such a blade!

The child, that is, Yuhe, squeezed next to Anzeyi. He is the sword of S0001's entire Honmaru full of expectations. The Fusangshen mass-produced by the government is equivalent to a spirit body born from a brand new knife.

This allows him to have talents and room for improvement that other swords cannot match, but at the same time, he also has a huge flaw: his injuries are difficult to heal, and he can only be healed by An Zeyi.

In other words, except for An Zeyi's level of spiritual power, the other god judges don't even have the ability to heal him.

Feeling that there was a problem with the blood-connected breath, Yuhe, who was being warmed up, had to wake up.

Carefully took off the ring on the boy's finger and put it on his own finger. Yu He closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the same orange flame of death as An Zeyi appeared on his forehead.

"It's just that the spiritual power is overused." Shiqie Wan said softly.

Yuhe nodded, then shook his head again: "If it was simply excessive use of spiritual power, it wouldn't make Yiyi unconscious and high fever. The mental stimulation loosened the seal on his body."

"seal?"

Yuhe ignored their doubts, but set his eyes on Sanriyue, or to be more precise, on the knife.

"Is it an envoy for violating the law?" As a knife to obtain An Zeyi's flesh and blood, although Yuhe is young, his IQ is not weak.Only high-intensity spiritual power can polarize the Wuhua Taidao. He felt An Zeyi's blood power on Sankaiyue's body, which shows that Sankaiyue was seriously injured before.

A seriously injured sword cannot withstand the impact of high-intensity spiritual power, so one by one I think it is because of this, even though the knife is stained with my own blood.

It can seriously injure Wuhua Taidao, and it can make An Zeyi feel strongly stimulated. After thinking about it, there must be only one answer: the inspection is not a violation.

After receiving Sanriyue's affirmation, Yu He didn't say anything, but lay beside An Zeyi, he understood An Zeyi's mood, because he was the same.

There are always some people who cannot be replaced.

The other swords left one after another, and in the end, only Sanriyue and Yuhe remained.

Yuhe leaned against An Zeyi with his face sideways: "Yiyi, if you are gone, I will really be the only one left."

Didn't we once promise each other that no one will go first, and no one will stay behind?To live together, to die together.

It's not the God Judge and Fu Sangshen, but the companions who fought together, lived and died together, but the family members who agreed to watch the fireworks and the sunrise together.

Zong Jin and Papa He broke the appointment. Don't tell me, are you going to leave me now?

"Yuhe," Sanriyue said suddenly: "Can you tell the old man about your former Honmaru?"

Yuhe turned his head sideways and looked at him, only to find that San Riyue was not looking at him, but staring at An Zeyi who had not yet woken up with deep eyes. His expression and eyes were like, only An Ze one by one.

it's wired.

Yu He, whose actual age is less than two years old, naturally can't distinguish this kind of emotion, but he can sense it with the intuition inherited from An Zeyi, that the Sanri Yuezong in front of him is close and wants to fight him one by one.

What's the matter, he only has one relative, one by one, and someone wants to snatch him? !

Yuhe, who is very talented in making troubles in his bones, began to add fuel and vinegar. The key point is that the relationship between Anzeyi and Zongjin is that the relationship is deeper than the mountains and the sea. It is completely a model of father-son love, father-kindness and filial piety (?), and it is not a foreigner like you at all. The wild knife is comparable.

—————Forgive Yuzuru whose actual age is less than two years old and whose mental age is still naive and unenlightened. Like An Zeyi, he was too well protected by the big bosses in the previous Honmaru, and he didn't know the heart of the blade at all. sinister.

So Yu He, who later learned the truth, just wanted to feel pain: how could he naively think that this shameless pedophile Ping An Lao Dao wanted to replace Zong Jin's nanny [cross out] as an old father in An Ze Yixin?This clearly means that he wants to be his stepfather!

So after listening to Xiaotianzhen Yuhe's description, Sanriyue's heart was quite complicated.

First, he was happy with An Zeyi and his other innocent father-son model, but he was also a little worried: he had something wrong with Ah Yi, not full of fatherly love!

So, this is the decoction brought by Yaoyan. After you found that An Zeyi, who had a high fever, could not drink the medicine, you directly lifted him from the bed and hugged him in your arms, and poured the decoction mouth to mouth with the medicine in his mouth. ?

So, this is when you fed the last sip of soup, you simply gave a lingering kiss?

What?You said why didn't Yuhe stop?

Oh, he was hungry, so he was coaxed to eat by Yaoken, who was [-] meters tall and good at taking care of his younger brother (Mr. Yao: Children should not be exposed to things that are not suitable for children too early).

So when Sanriyue, who had eaten enough tofu, stopped, An Zeyi had already been kissed by him on the mattress until his lips were blushing.

The tip of his tongue brushed across the young man's lips, breaking the ambiguous silver thread between the lips of the two. His forehead was pressed against the young man's forehead, his eyes were like a blood moon in the deep sea, and the bloody madness became more intense.

"Hahaha, don't make grandpa wait too long, Yiyichan."

Regarding this, An Zeyi, who was still awake, still knew nothing about it.