[Sword Ranbu] The Inquisitor on the Tip of the Tongue

To tell the truth, gentlemen, he was a nuisance.

Especially this kind of person who speaks sweet words that kill people's hearts all day long.

Smiling Qingjiang has a pair of red and gold pupils with different colors, and the thin lips painted on the lower half of his face are slightly raised.He held his chin with his black-gloved hand, tilted his head to one side, his hair was flowing, and there might be very few real smiles.

"Here, there are so many serious people. Even if you are tempted, you won't take the bait, so cold."

It just so happened that the girl who judged God was throwing a bouquet of cherry blossoms on his head at this time, and a whole spring cherry blossom was caught between the dull green long hair, and the fragrance was incomparably beautiful.

"Especially you."

How many Fusangshen have been dragged into the quagmire by the words that came out of this mouth?

Giving people unrealistic hopes every time is actually creating despair, right?

Then he pulled the God-inspector girl over without any refusal, pecked with the slit of his lips, and let the two fangs graze the skin coldly.

"So I really don't like you very much."

If you don't pay attention, you will be deceived by the gentleness of the judge, and then you will not be able to refuse.Qing Jiang already felt that the emotions pulled out from under his stuffy blue eyelashes were like silk flocks of sugar, as thin and dense as if they were about to melt.

So it's scary.

"Did you say it?" He forced himself to change the subject at the moment when his heart began to flutter.

"You actually haven't forgotten anything..."

It's scary.

"Ahh—" Smiling Qingjiang spread his hands and sighed meaninglessly, "That Californian Qingguang will cry, because you deceived him again."

"Even when he was doing it, the judge who he loved wholeheartedly never looked him in the eye."

"How pitiful, Fu Sangshen."

"—I lied to you."

Just when the girl who judged God turned her eyes away and didn't want to look at the smiling face of Qingjiang.Like a cunning fox who teases rabbits with ease, he squints his eyes and speaks ups and downs, but his emotions don't fluctuate much, and his handsome appearance also looks extremely frivolous.

"Oh, actually, everyone wanted to let you go temporarily."

"It's unbelievable, right? You've done a lot of wrong things, yet you're still so naive." Qing Jiang frowned a little, as if he didn't quite agree with the way this matter was done, and the corners of his mouth still maintained a hypocritical look. smile.

Is it like its owner, or is it too deeply influenced by her?

No matter how you think about it, this approach is very strange, right?

"But if you say it yourself, everyone will start again. The never-ending battle for the god judge."

It was plain and indifferent to say it, but the creases on his brows gradually became deeper, and his expression was uncontrollably tinged with sadness, "Will it be ripped apart?" I spoke a bit.

"Anyway, you can't choose me."

A flirtatious guy can't be trusted no matter what...

Another laugh leaked from the thin lips, and the emotion in Qing Jiang's chest became tighter and more uncomfortable.The interior became a mess, and the internal organs began to ache.

anyway……

"Hey, god judge, can I?"

Will you remember me for that?This frivolous Fusangshin in Honmaru.

So Qing Jiang went to kiss her, poking her spiritual wound all the time, tearing everything into an irreparable situation.

Does it hurt?

What an endearing expression.

She wrinkled her facial features as if she couldn't breathe, her thick black hair and two slightly trembling grape red eyes, physiological tears caused by nausea slipped down drop by drop.

I do not want…………

I do not want!

The girl who judged God pushed Qingjiang away vigorously, turned around and ran outside, without any hesitation in her movements.All that remained of the retina were the dazzlingly white ankles and the shape of the long hair flying back.

Color vision is stinging.

He couldn't make a sound.

The smiling Qing Jiang seemed to be crying and smiling, not knowing exactly what expression to make. "God judge..." wanted to yell at her to run, but also wanted to stretch out her hand and break her cruelly.

confusion.complex.extreme.radical.Willingly.

He contradicts himself.

He aches and thirsts.

"You can't escape."

He said these words happily and painfully.

"How I want to let you go..."

"Oriole... Maru...?"

The judge gradually backed away from the door, almost frightened.The oriole-green man in front of him, who was always moving forward, had a slight gloomy look in his eyes, and besides his delicate and beautiful appearance, the corners of his eyes were strangely red like water.

Then, facing the girl who was too stiff to move, Yingmaru moved her hand muscles, and gently wiped her fingertips under her eyes, as if she was treating a unique treasure in the world.

"do not Cry."

His voice was flat.

"I thought you didn't remember Tsurumaru anymore." Then she lowered her light eyelashes.

He was one of the few swords that thought the God Judge had really forgotten about Tsurumaru.

As the principal offender, he was so guilty that he never dared to appear in front of the judge, and he curled up thinking about her every second in the room. — that was too painful.

However, now Yingmaru has no such worries.

Doesn't the judge still remember everything?So obediently...

Run!

"Put it on."

He smiled softly, the painful smell in his eyes was continuously exuding, and he intimately tied the thing carefully tied around her neck——

A big bell with thick chains.

It's like a dog's leash.

am i a dog !

am i your dog !

Finally saw clearly the neck chain Ying Wan was holding in his hand. At first he was too scared to move, but at that moment he struggled vigorously. He didn't care if his hands and feet were scratched. He closed his eyes to hope that all The kind of struggle to death where everything is destroyed.

I do not want!I do not want!I do not want!

Stretching his neck, he whimpered horribly.

However, Yingmaru easily relieved her strength, ignoring the smiling Qingjiang's "Is it all broken?", and gently adjusted the tightness and position of the neck chain. The top of the head comforted.

"Don't cry, I'm here."

I'm here…………

The sound of jingling bells is crisp.

She finally broke down and whimpered, her body trembling violently as if she was in extreme cold, and then her hands frantically pulled the bell around her neck.If he couldn't take it off, he frantically waved and kicked in Yingwan's arms.

It's just childish nonsense.

Of course it doesn't work.

So in the end, the God-inspector girl cooled down sharply, losing the ability to resist again.She was hugged by the sword, quietly rolled her transparent glass eyeballs, and became expressionless.

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