His Majesty the Demon King and her sword

The crimson moon's light was cold and weird, the clouds and mist dispersed, the scene of Honmaru was clear, every detail was vivid and meticulous, but everything was stained with a strange layer of blood red.

Rantoshiro could clearly see that standing behind the dead body of the God-inspector who was staring at him was the Yakentoshiro who handed the black crystal to Wuhuti. Wiping the blood on his body, he threw the handkerchief away in disgust: "My hands are really dirty."

When those purple eyes, which were the same as Yaken Toshiro's in Honmaru but more profound and unfathomable, looked over, all the swords that could move couldn't help pointing their blades at him, their bodies tensed and their expressions were awe-inspiring.

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, I don't know at this time.

"What exactly did you give us!" As if he couldn't bear the silence anymore, Ranto Shiro asked first, "Why did Brother Yiqi and the others become like this!"

Qingqing glanced at his brother's dagger, Yaken Toshiro didn't say anything, but looked at the Jizhen Anfall Taidao suppressed by the Shuzhen sword, the purple eyes were darkly falling, and he could no longer see the original appearance The handsome Yiqi rested on his body for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the rolling black mist in the sky, as if he was struggling to give birth to something.

There is still time.Yaken Toshiro thought so, and then took a step.

With a pause in his footsteps, Yaken Toshiro raised his eyes, swept over the several swords blocking him one by one, and suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his eyes: "Get out of the way."

"It's so strange, aren't you also Yaken Toshiro?" Frowning, glancing up and down, Hotaru said mockingly, "You can do it?" Zhenyao Kentoshiro felt the aura of Anqiu on his body. He really thought it was a short sword with a big change of mind after Yizheng Anqiu, but the aura on his body was very pure, and it looked different from Anqiu's sword.

Yaken Toshiro remained unmoved, he raised his foot and was about to continue walking forward, but the gradually louder sobbing made him stop, a trace of helplessness flashed in his lowered eyes, he pursed his lips, as if overflowing Let out a soft sigh.

Wuhu Tui had already understood the whole story of the matter in a few words, and he almost collapsed in an instant. The thing that turned his brother into what he is now was brought back by himself... He was the one who killed him. everyone.Tears swirled in his eyes, and finally he was defeated, and the five tigers retreated crying: "Why...why, Brother Yaoyan?"

He clearly knew that the person in front of him was not Yaken Toshiro from his own Honmaru, but Goto still stubbornly believed that Yaken Toshiro was the same and would not change, he was still the stable and gentle elder brother of Awataguchi.

Raising his eyelids tiredly, Yaken Toshiro looked indifferent, and his deep voice was emotionless: "If I don't let me go, they really are hopeless."

"You!" Ranto Shiro clenched his fists with resentment on his face, his blue eyes stared at Yaken Toshiro in disgust, wishing he could kill him with a knife, but what he said made Ranto Shiro hesitate again, What if... what if it's true?

Several fusangshen hesitated, and exchanged eyes several times, Yaken Toshiro waited patiently.In the end, he nodded in agreement amidst the increasingly furious roar from the dark sword. After all, there was no other way under the current situation.

Yaken Toshiro was the first to come in front of Ichishin, and raised his head to look at this elder brother who had no trace of elegance and nobility at all. His face was covered with fine and dense black mantras, bone spurs protruded from his body, and his honey-colored eyes It lost its warmth and turned into a crimson raging rage and madness.

Really...Yakuken Fujishiro pursed his lips, signaling the three fusangshen who were suppressing Yiqi to let go, and after he was able to break free for a while, Yiqi opened a pair of red eyes Quickly attacking Yaoken Toshiro, the tachi was mercilessly swung down, completely unrecognizable that in front of him was his always loved brother.

Unlike other fusangshen, Yaken Fujishiro remained calm and unhurried under the fierce offensive in the first phase, and even felt a faint feeling of oppression, which surprised the fusangshen who participated in the suppression of the dark sword, because They know that the strength of these swords after the dark fall is two or three times that of the previous ones, and it cannot be suppressed by a short sword at all, but Yaken Toshiro has managed it... This is not a normal short sword. Fu Sangshen has such a cognition in his heart.

Suppressing the turbulent waves in their hearts, the fusangshen watched Yaken Toshiro's every move with nervousness.

Yaken Toshiro speeded up the speed of swinging the knife, forcing Yiqi back little by little, and then the blade quickly slashed a centimeter in front of Yiqi's red eyes, and then subconsciously closed his eyes In an instant, Yaken Toshiro swooped down, pinched Yiqi Yishin's right hand holding the knife with his left hand, raised his right hand high, and inserted the tip of the knife into Yiqi Yishin's chest fiercely and mercilessly.

Listening to the exclamation and angry screams around him, Yaken Toshiro didn't give them time to attack, the knife swirled in his chest, and a beating heart was exposed on the bloody chest. There was a black spar growing on one part, and with a wave of the knife tip, the black spar was separated from the heart and fell into Yaken Toshiro's open left hand, and instantly crushed a white shiny bead, The conspicuous wound on his chest began to heal.

The whole process only took a few seconds. Before the Fusangshen had time to make a move, they were stunned by everything in front of them. Looking at Yiqi Yizhen's face that gradually became rosy and the honey-colored pupils that had dissipated red, Awataguchi's dagger Their eyes were red, and tears were almost falling down.

"Phase [-] bro..."

"Phase [-] brother!"

Hugging Luantou Shiro and Wuhutui who rushed over, Yiqi Yizhen, who was still somewhat weak, gently patted the heads of his younger brothers one by one, making them cry in his arms, showing a gentle look Laughing, he said softly: "It's hard work, chaos, retreat. Brother is back." He stroked the backs of the younger brothers to comfort him, but his honey-colored eyes couldn't help looking at the other dark swords who turned coldly. Yaken Toshiro.

With one-shot eyesight, it is natural not to know that Zhen Yaken Toshiro is not his younger brother, but... he is also Yaken Toshiro.It's just that this younger brother... makes him feel bad.In the first episode, he couldn't help but think, is there himself in his pill?If so...why didn't he take good care of him?

Seeing that the first stage and one shock were intact, the Fusangshen were all relieved, and they were relieved to let Yaken Toshiro continue to treat the remaining few shocks with the same method.

After getting out the black crystals on the heart of these katanas, Yaken Toshiro almost lost his strength. The exhaustion of physical strength made him stand on the verge of collapse. Yaken Toshiro shook his head, trying to get rid of the feeling of almost fainting. Throwing his head out, he tried his best to raise his eyes to look at the almost mature things in the sky, and smiled bitterly in his heart, but he just went so far, could he not support it anymore?This can't be done... The ultimate goal, I don't have it yet...

The Fusangshen around looked at it, and hesitated whether to go forward to help it. Although Yaken Toshiro was responsible for causing Honmaru to become like this, he saved them for a while anyway. .

There was a slight noise at the door, and the Fu Sangshen immediately looked over vigilantly.Someone is here again!Who will it be?No one should know about the situation here... The extreme uneasiness in their hearts made them all pull out their knives.

The black skirt was rippling, and the person who came showed a big smile, which was so bright that it didn't match her attire: "Hey? There are so many alive, I didn't expect it, Yaken, you are actually In this way..."

The glamorous woman raised her lips, and with a simple smile, she spit out terrible words: "I thought that the one who greeted me would be a completely depraved Honmaru."

The author has something to say: Actually, I originally wanted to write about the man who was turned into a dark pill by Yaoken, but after thinking about it, the current Yaoken can’t do this. He is still soft in his heart and can’t do anything to his companions. That's why he spends energy to remove the dark fall of the swordsmen, otherwise he doesn't care about it at all

╮(╯▽╰)╭Yaoyan is still a good baby, don’t blame him (blame me QAQ)

I wrote a leave note on the copy yesterday, maybe everyone didn't see it, I didn't want to go out last night, but I was called out to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together, it will be late, so there is no update~

mua~ good night!