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Chapter 35

Stepping on the beat of the accompaniment, the god judge sang the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Her voice is thin and soft, but when she lowers her voice, she has a bewitching low-pitched magnetism.Singing such a song on such an occasion, the effect of singing is really ambiguous, making the blades listening to the song feel restless.

After the song was sung, the spiritual judge, who lacked exercise and was short of lung capacity on weekdays, gasped for breath, watching Kuritaguchi's sword men finish the house dance.

"How is it~? Do you feel confused?" Ranto Shiro blinked playfully, and the judge nodded dumbfoundingly.

Xiao Huwan at the side took the microphone from the interrogator's hand, squinted his narrow eyes and reminded: "Master, didn't you think about the consequences before singing?"

The god judge looked at him strangely, and then followed Xiaohuwan's gaze to scan the sword men in the hall. Some of the sword men who had drunk their heads had strange flushes on their faces, obviously their thoughts had gone astray.

The judge looked at him angrily: "The program you arranged, do you want me to help you consider the consequences?"

Xiaohuwan smiled: "Of course not."

"Then what should we do now?" the interrogator asked him, "Go to Yujuxuan in Huajie and bring some girls back?"

"Leave them alone, there will always be a way." Xiaohumaru said with a smile.

The judge felt that he was completely lazy.

And although some sword men had some physiological changes, some still drank tea calmly, such as Mikami Tsukimune and Suzumaru Koji.

Sanri Yuezong turned his head to look at the judge on the case: "Master, it's better to go to rest earlier, and stay a little longer, but maybe something will happen hahahaha..."

"You're much better-looking than me, aren't you afraid that something will happen when you sit here?" the interrogator asked him back.

Sanri Yuezong smiled lightly, and said: "Haha... what can happen to me as an old man, besides, the title of Five Swords in the World is not for nothing."

This guy of feelings intends to use his hands and feet with a blade, so he serves with a knife.

"Master, you should go back with Xiaohu first." Xiaohumaru took the god judge's coat from the side.

The judge stood there for a while, finally sighed and went back to the room first.

After returning to the room, Xiaohumaru took out the Christmas outfit out of nowhere: "Master, are you sure you don't want to try it?! Today is Christmas Eve, which only comes once a year."

The judge put the coat on the leather seat: "You like it so much, you can wear it and see it."

Xiaohuwan choked up, not knowing how to continue persuading.

The god judge put his arms around his body, and looked at him playfully with the corners of his lips curled up: "Do you think I don't know anything about your little things?"

Xiaohuwan pursed her lips tightly, watching the judge not speak.

The judge took the red Christmas suit and weighed it up and down in his hands: "Don't you like to test my preferences? Put it on, or I will help you wear it."

"Master, what you said is really dangerous." Xiaohumaru smiled and began to take off the robe on his body.

And the judge in front of him didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, he leaned on the back of the sofa and looked straight at the man with the sword in front of him, but smiled and said nothing.

After Xiaohumaru took off all the clothes, the man's body in only the loincloth was displayed in front of the woman, his well-trained muscles were strong and full.

He put on the Christmas outfit that seemed crowded to him on the side. The leather suspender skirt was worn on the tall sword man, and the hem barely reached his crotch.The man's strong and full chest stretched the shoulder straps, and the material originally designed for the tube top hung on him, and two points on the chest were faintly visible.

The judge narrowed his beautiful eyes, with a dangerous look in his eyes, as if he was staring at prey, and reached out to touch Fu Sangshen's strong chest muscles.

Xiaohuwan put both hands on the small and delicate palms of the examiner, and his eyes were full of wild desires: "Master, can Xiaohu understand that you also have those thoughts?"

The god judge smiled faintly, hooked the attendant's neck and pulled the blade in front of him, and kissed Xiaohuwan's lips proactively.

The next day, the inquisitor slept until he woke up naturally.

After waking up, he found that he was lying in the arms of Xiaohumaru, and the other party was naked and had nothing on.

The god judge quickly sat up and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that his clothes were still in good condition.

Xiao Huwan on the side has already woken up, leaning sideways with his arms supporting his head, watching every move of the God Judge.

"Master, are you forgiving Xiaohu?" Xiaohumaru raised her head and asked her.

The judge frowned and lowered his head, the morning sun was shining behind her, the woman's shoulders were thin and thin with only a tight sweater, but she carried a strange majesty.

"You think beautiful."

Xiaohumaru lay down helplessly, wrapped her arms around the slender waist of the judge and buried her head beside her, and said in a muffled voice, "Then Xiaohu, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"The little fox wants to know the master's name."

The judge hesitated for a moment, and said two words.

The author has something to say:

Uh... let's make up for myself in the middle.

I don't know if the scarf hair will be harmonious.