[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

In the courtyard, California Qingguang's voice echoed: "Why stop me?"

Immediately after that was Higakiri's voice. Compared with the angry Hitoki, Onikiri said with a smile: "Ah, what I want to do, I don't need any reason."

what happened?

Lu Qiaoqiao was puzzled. At this moment, the curtain-like sleeves that blocked her eyes were lowered.

Mikazuki Zongjin let go of his hand.

"Lord."

Fu Sangshen lowered his head, looked at her as if asking questions, and said in a gentle voice, "You are not injured, are you?"

Lu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses and quickly shook her head: "No."

She hastily thanked Sangshen: "Thank you, Mr. Sanriyue."

He turned around and wanted to look towards the courtyard.

However, what came into view was a piece of snow-white skirt.

——Tsuramaru Kuninaga actually stood behind her.

Therefore, he got close to Sanri Yuezong, one in front of the other, and Lu Qiaoqiao was properly protected. In this way, no matter what happened in the courtyard, he would never be able to hurt her.

"Oh," the white-haired Fu Sangshen smiled, "You look surprised, are you scared?"

(⊙⊙)...

Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't help curling up her hands quietly - the slender fingers that were hooked in her palm before were gone.

So, is that Tsurumaru-kun's finger... It really fits his usual 'scare' style.

"I was indeed frightened by you."

Lu Qiaoqiao hurriedly left a sentence, then turned her body slightly, poking her head out from Fu Sangshen's side.

Thus, the scene in the courtyard finally came into her sight.

The stone lanterns that originally stood on both sides of the bluestone steps were neatly cut off and fell to the ground. There were many ravines on the ground—this was cut by a sharp knife.

And in the center of the courtyard, a huge spiritual body floated in the air, and with its palms together, it protected the bird-masked man and the old man in it.

In front of this gigantic spirit body, Kami Kiyomitsu held two knives in his hands and slashed down vigorously, but was stopped by another Shintachi in mid-air.

Fu Sangshen, with pale blond hair, held a knife with one hand, blocking the blade.

"Higakiri," Qingguang Qingguang's hand trembled slightly because of the force of the stalemate, he was both angry and puzzled, "Are you going to betray the master?"

"Ah, if you say such arrogant words again, I will kill you."

Hidekiri looked calm, with a shimmer in his golden pupils, taking advantage of his height, he looked down at Qingguang Qingguang from above, and said with a smile: "Has she always regarded herself as the first sword, so that she can't see the truth clearly. "

He swung the handle vigorously and bounced the blade of California Qingguang away.

"It's pathetic, the way you're getting carried away with rage."

"It's really harsh," the bird-faced man sighed, "But you were the one who attacked me in the dark first, right?"

He raised his hand and stroked the scar on his neck: "Higakiri... It is said that the sword that cut off the arm of the ghost god Ibaraki Doji is a treasure of Genji. I didn't expect to see it in this kind of place. It's really amazing... Neither Shikigami don't possess spirits either."

He stared at Fu Sangshen with pale blond hair: "Is it... the Fusangshen of the sword? The previous blow didn't touch my skin, but it was able to cut my neck open with the power of the knife, ahhh , as expected of the famous mustache for its sharpness."

"You talk too much, take a long time."

The old man took a puff of smoke, and the smoke he exhaled condensed into a shape, surrounding the two of them in circles, and the huge spirit body hanging behind the old man moved his palms away and propped them beside the two of them.

The giant palm fell, and the ground trembled, as if it was not a void spirit body, but two huge heavy objects.

"However, it was indeed unexpected."

The old man put down his pipe: "I didn't expect to see so many swords and swords in this era."

"California Kiyomitsu..." He showed a thoughtful expression, "Could this name be the sword of Souji Okita?"

Fu Sangshen held the knife horizontally in front of his body, and said in a cold tone, "Don't call me by my name casually."

"Clear light."

A soft voice sounded from behind him.

Fu Sangshen's face seemed to be covered with frost, and he was suddenly taken aback: "Master?"

When he turned his head, he saw that Lu Qiaoqiao had already walked down the corridor, standing in front of the collapsed stone lantern, looking up at him.

California Qingguang suddenly showed a flustered expression.

"Master, don't come here."

"Too dangerous."

He clenched the handle of the knife tightly: "I'll get rid of them now..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl who was originally standing by the stone lantern suddenly took a step forward, trotting all the way, and rushed towards him.

California Qingguang opened his eyes wide, the distance was only tens of meters, and in just a breath, the girl had already run to his side.He grabbed his sleeve.

The human body temperature was clearly conveyed to him through a layer of clothing.

Then the girl's fingers nimbly got into his sleeve and held his hand.

"Clear light."

She raised her head and called Fu Sangshen's name again.

California Qingguang seemed to have suffered a huge shock, the knife he had been holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Owner."

He hurriedly wrapped his arms around Lu Qiaoqiao's shoulders, half-embracing her in his arms, and then dragged her back again and again.

He was so flustered that he was in a mess.

Lu Qiaoqiao felt sad.It wasn't until she really took Fu Sangshen's hand that she realized that Fu Sangshen's wrist, which was pitifully thin and hidden under the wide sleeve, was also trembling at this moment.

How did Qingguang spend the time when she didn't hear from her?

"Did Fu Sangshen, who is a sword, drop the sword in his hand instead?" Fu Sangshen, with light blonde hair, sneered, "This look of fear...is really weak."

So he got a 'wink' from the girl.

Lu Qiaoqiao tried his best to blink quickly at Mustakiri to attract his attention, and then said with his lips: "Mr. Mustakiri, please shut up." '

Even the modal particle was imitated diligently.

"..."

The corners of Mustache's mouth were slightly curved, revealing a real smile in his usual mask-like smile.

The smile was fleeting, and Fu Sangshen didn't say anything, but lowered the knife, and gently touched the knife on the ground with the tip of the knife.

Amidst the subtle sound of metal collisions, California Qingguang seemed to wake up suddenly, he frowned, first glanced at the girl in his arms, and then cast a cold glance at Hikakiri.

"Sorry," California Qingguang lowered his head, "I lost my composure."

He held Lu Qiaoqiao's wrist with his backhand, and held it tightly, before he bent down and picked up the body knife that mustache had pushed to his feet.

He held the knife flat in front of his body, while his other hand embraced Lu Qiaoqiao, protecting her tightly in his arms.

"call……"

Until this moment, the man with the bird face let out a long breath: "Hey, have you finally calmed down a little bit? The murderous aura just now was incredible. I feel like I will be killed if I move a little bit."

While talking, he moved his eyes away from California Qingguang, and slowly looked around.

From the darkness, several figures slowly stepped out.

This is Touken Fusangshin who was originally surrounded by Hiroma, and at this moment he finally appeared from the night and gathered towards the girls in the courtyard.

Almost every Fusangshen had their knives out of their bodies, and the blades were like snow, reflecting the dim moonlight, making it very cold and breathtaking.

The bird-masked man watched these fusangshen, and already had some judgments in his heart.

——Just now, when the girl walked down the corridor, these fusangshen, by coincidence, locked their murderous intent on them.

As long as they dared to move even a little bit, they would be attacked mercilessly.

Can't go wrong...

Whether it is the "master" called by "California Qingguang" or the attitude of these mourning gods, it all shows that the object of their allegiance is not the owner of this courtyard, but now... surrounded by them in the center , that girl who looks no more than ten years old.

"This is truly remarkable."

The old man exhaled a puff of smoke, and expressed the same emotion as the bird-faced man: "I'm surprised at such an achievement at such an age, little girl."

"You are very discerning. I have a little appreciation for you."

A voice answered.

Fu Sangshen, who was covered in snow all over, bent down and stretched his face in front of Lu Qiaoqiao: "Yo."

California Qingguang was startled, and he couldn't help pulling Lu Qiaoqiao back, "What are you doing, Tsurumaru."

"Hey, I was frightened by the sudden appearance of the master rushing towards you just now. What's even more surprising is that you lost the main body knife in California, and you almost drew the knife and rushed over at that moment."

"What are you talking about...you are the ones talking about such bastards, you actually let the master come here alone, what if these two people attack the master!"

"That," the bird-masked man raised his hand, "I told you, we're not perverts..."

"Shut up," California Qingguang said, "Your suspicion has not been dispelled, the guy with the surname 'Ma Cang'."

"This name... Tsurumaru," the old man's voice sounded, "Could it be the sword made by the Gojo Clan, Tsurumaru Kuninaga?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stood up straight: "It's quite sharp, although I didn't want to hide it."

He raised his arms with a smile, like a white crane spreading its wings: "I am the legendary Tsurumaru Kuninaga, enshrined as a magic sword, and was also used as a tomb object. How about it, are you scared when you see me alive? "

No one paid him any attention.

The old man turned his gaze away, feeling quite emotional: "Higakiri, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, California Kiyomitsu...they are all famous swords."

His eyes stayed on the side of the girl, Fu Sangshen who was closest to her, and carefully observed the crescent-like pattern on his sleeve: "So, who is this one?"

"Haha, ask me? Well...it's the kid's sword, whose name is Mikazuki Zongjin."

"Sankai Yuezong is near?"

The old man was obviously a little surprised: "Five swords in the world."

"Wait," the bird-faced man interjected, "If I remember correctly, Mikazuki Sokami should be in the Tokyo National Museum..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man poked his cheek with a pipe, and stopped talking abruptly.

"Please don't pay attention, this kid talks a lot tonight."

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."

Fu Sangshen raised his sleeves, covered half of his face, and said with a light smile, "However, I do belong to this child's Sanri Yuezong."

"Then let me introduce you too," Fu Sangshen put down his sleeves, "This is Candlestick Qie Guangzhong."

"As for this one, it's Genji's brother over there... His name is Knee Maru. Haha, he's also Genji's treasure."

A total of six Sword Fusangshen, so far, finally revealed their identities in front of these two people.

"Genji's great treasure..." Higakiri dragged his tone slightly, the meaning was unclear, "I never imagined that one day, I would hear such a saying from Mikayuekou of Five Swords Under Heaven."

He was smiling, turning the handle of the knife, the blade reflected the moonlight, and the reflected cold light wandered on the bird-faced man: "Then, should I tell you, why are you two here?"

"That's why you said it at the beginning," the bird-masked man raised his hand, "I'm here to visit."

"My master, who is lurking in the dark and spying on us, is this a visitor?"

"Ah, that... I'm wrong, but I've already explained it, it's just a habit, a habit!"

"For a long time," the old man stared at the bird-faced man sternly, "Did you actually do such a disrespectful thing?"

"..."

The man with the bird face lowered his head and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

"Tsk."

California Qingguang frowned: "Don't change the subject, on this kind of night, the master who came to visit me is still that last name... What exactly do you want to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a numbness in his waist.

Fu Sangshen's cold and stern expression suddenly changed, he lowered his head in surprise, his voice was a little unsteady: "Master, master?"

In his arms, Lu Qiaoqiao stretched out her hand and lightly poked his waist.

"Qing Guang, don't be nervous."

Lu Qiaoqiao withdrew her hand.The girl's eyes shifted to the old man: "Although the same surname is 'Ma Cang', but... this uncle, and the old man, is there no malice?"

The man with the bird face suddenly showed a 'saved' expression.

"Ah, that's right," he breathed a sigh of relief, "don't associate us with..."

The girl's voice continued: "Besides, I'm not afraid of this uncle's power. I have Qing Guang protecting me, and everyone is here too."

"..."

So the bird-masked man swallowed everything before he finished speaking.

"Well said."

A voice came from behind.

Lu Qiaoqiao turned around, and Kun stood there quietly on the corridor.

"Since it's not an enemy, it's a guest." The young man smiled slightly, "If you don't mind, let's sit down and have a good talk."

……

…………

So in the end, at a luxurious dinner, the formal guests turned out to be two people from the Ma Cang clan.

Lu Qiaoqiao sat on the lower head of Kun, facing the bird-masked man and the old man.

"First of all, I have to introduce myself," said the bird-faced man, "My name is Ma Cang Qianjiu, and this is my father-in-law, who is now the head of the Ma Cang clan, Ma Cang Yeming."

"My family is a family of onmyojis that have been passed down since the Heian era."

He looked at California Qingguang: "I was so excited when I heard the name 'Ma Cang'. I think you all know why we came here."

"Oh, this question," Hidekiri said with a smile, "I have disappointed you, except for our master, and the impulsive knife attack... among us, none of us understand the reason of the matter."

He squinted his eyes, his gaze shifted, and landed on Lu Qiaoqiao: "Yes, master."

"cough……"

Lu Qiaoqiao coughed lightly, and suddenly felt that all the eyes of the audience were focused on her.

Not only her contract knife, the visitors from Asakang's house, but also Kun.

Also...

She thought to herself, since she woke up, Senior Kun was so busy taking care of her body that he probably didn't even bother to ask her why she was injured.

"Speaking of which, I really don't know."

The young man held up Haori: "How could you be so seriously injured?"

"Sorry, senior," Lu Qiaoqiao said, "I have never had a chance to tell you this."

She took a light breath: "The person who attacked me was a young man named Ma Cang...probably, he looked like he was in his teens."

Lu Qiaoqiao recalled: "He uses a huge spirit body... yes, it is very similar to the huge spirit body released by you, uncle. However, that spirit body is much stronger."

"This man asked me if I would be his companion, but his ideals were so horrible that I said no, so he attacked me."

Lu Qiaoqiao lowered her head: "My strength is not enough to fight against him, so I failed miserably...By the way, his so-called 'ideal' is to eliminate human beings and build a world with only psychics."

"And..."

The girl hesitated for a moment before continuing: "He claims to be the reincarnation of King Ma Cang Ye, an Onmyoji from thousands of years ago."

And, that should be true.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Ma Cang Yewang..."

A sigh fell gently.

Lu Qiaoqiao turned her head and saw Fu Sangshen sitting beside her, with a complicated expression on her face: "So, it's him."

"Have you remembered?" Lu Qiaoqiao asked in a low voice, "Mr. Sanriyue."

Sanri Yuezong lowered his head, Fu Sangshen's eyes were gentle, he stretched out his hand to hold the girl's hand on his knee, and put it into his arms: "Well... Thank you for your hard work, Master, that is quite a difficult person to deal with. "

"Is this the case? Finally, it is clear who is the target to be beheaded."

Mustache opened the mouth and said, the smile on Fu Sangshen's lips was almost gone: "However, if it is really an Onmyoji from thousands of years ago, why does it appear in this era with the appearance of a teenager?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say."

The old man, Ma Cang Ye Ming said.

He sat upright, and even put down the pipe in his hand: "You may be surprised by what I say next, but I promise that I am not lying."

"I'm ashamed to say it," he sighed softly, his face covered with a layer of sadness, "that child named 'Ma Canghao', originally, should be my grandson."

"Is it really someone from your family?" California Qingguang said coldly.

"No, that's not the case." The bird-faced man said, "That man... King Ma Cang Ye is just an enemy who took my child's body."

"What do you mean?"

The old man raised his head, the sadness on his face had disappeared, replaced by a vague sense of killing: "This matter, we must start from the ancestors of the Ma Cang clan... We, the Ma Cang clan, are onmyojis handed down to this day. The family, and in Heianjing thousands of years ago, the Asakang clan adopted a boy."

"That is the later Great Onmyoji, King Ma Cang Ye."

"However, maybe it's because the power is too strong, and the mind is lost. King Ma Cangye slowly developed a terrible idea...to destroy human beings and establish a world with only psychics."

"How could this idea be allowed? Knowing his plan, the Ma Cang clan gathered the strength of the whole clan, and after an arduous battle, they finally killed him together. But!"

The old man's words paused, and he clenched his hands tightly, as if in great pain: "Ma Cang Ye Wang, actually mastered the highest mystery of yin and yang art, Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice."

——Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice.

This word fell into Lu Qiaoqiao's ears, and her heart moved slightly.

I always feel... where did I hear it?

"Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice?"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada showed a thoughtful expression: "I seem to have heard it before, ah, is an adult who likes cherry blossoms very much?"

"It's so wrong, Candlestick Kiri," Tsurumaru Kunei said, "Although there are legends about cherry blossoms, Lord Taishan is a god who controls life and death."

The white-haired Fu Sangshen actually looked serious: "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, this technique...can allow people to control life and death freely?"

"Yes."

Ma Cang Yeming nodded: "That's why it is called the highest mystery of Yin Yang, it is because of Taishan Mansion Lord Sacrifice, Ma Cang Ye Wang, who can freely control his own life. He can reincarnate into this world with his memory .”

Lu Qiaoqiao felt the hand holding her tighten slightly.

Sanri Yue Zongjin said calmly: "So, in this era, there is a boy who claims to be the King of Ma Cang Ye..."

"That is Ma Cang Ye Wang." The old man said firmly, "After a thousand years, Ma Cang Ye Wang reincarnated back into this world."

After saying this, he seemed to be suddenly discouraged, and his voice lowered: "13 years ago... I had the opportunity to nip everything in the bud."

"At that time, I predicted that King Ma Cangye was about to come to this world, and the reincarnation body he chose was my grandson who was still born. My daughter and son-in-law made great sacrifices and finally agreed to my plan ——Kill this demon the moment he is born!"

"However, my daughter is pregnant with twins, and I have no way of knowing which of the twins King Ma Cang Ye is. When the first child was born, I had momentary hesitation when I looked at the baby's face."

"It was this moment of hesitation...that allowed him to summon the holding spirit, a spirit that can drive flames. He fled with King Ma Cangye."

"At that time, I fell into despair."

Ma Cang Ye Ming closed his eyes: "No one understands King Ye's ambition and power better than the Ma Cang clan."

"But," he opened his eyes, "as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not let it go."

He stared at Lu Qiaoqiao: "Every once in a while, I would divination about the future related to King Ye. I hadn't found anything for more than ten years, until recently..."

"Only ten days ago, the results of my divination showed that King Ye's future has changed."

"The source of this accident is you... little girl."

silence.

After a few more seconds, Lu Qiaoqiao sat up straight suddenly, a little surprised: "Eh...me?"

She raised her hand and pointed at herself in disbelief: "You mean... me?"

"That's right," Asakura Yeming nodded affirmatively, "I have repeated divination dozens of times, and the result is always the same. So I asked my son-in-law to look for you... Soon, I found a spirit body near Natsume Town. The traces of the battle. Little girl, you were attacked by King Ma Cangye on October [-]st, right? This coincides perfectly with my divination."

"That's true." Mustache folded his hands and said with a smile, "The master who attacked us must be apologetic with death."

However, just as he finished speaking, he heard Lu Qiaoqiao shaking his head hesitantly.

"No, no..."

There was a rare hesitation in the girl's voice: "Well, I'm not doubting you, it's just... I can't defeat King Ye."

Mustache tilted his head slightly: "Oh?"

"What a surprise," Fu Sangshen's smile disappeared, "Are you...fear?"

All along, the girl who remained calm no matter what kind of predicament she faced, unexpectedly showed obvious fear.

Whether it's his blade, or the crisis that the regent is about to collapse, a person who has overcome these difficulties one by one... would feel fear?

Surprised, Fu Sangshen felt the overwhelming anger in his heart.

"Owner……"

California Qingguang's voice trembled slightly: "That guy named Ye Wang..."

——Have you left such a terrible memory for her?

Of course.

Anyone who is unprepared and suddenly beaten to death, and the existence of beating oneself has no way to resist, will have thoughts of fear.

But soon, the girl adjusted her mentality.

Lu Qiaoqiao took a deep breath, and waited until her mood calmed down before she said, "I'm fine, Qing Guang."

She smiled slightly at Fusangshen, then turned her gaze, and said to the old man: "Well... I don't want to deny your divination, but I really don't have the strength to fight against King Ma Cangye."

"What you said is correct. I was indeed attacked on October [-]st... But it is precisely because I have fought against King Ma Cang Ye that I have such a deep understanding. That person is too strong."

Lu Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything - Compared with a thousand years ago, King Ma Cang Ye was several times stronger.

Thousands of years ago, Lu Qiaoqiao's spiritual power was only slightly better than his, but now, it is far behind him.

"If it's just a gap in spiritual power, that's fine. The important thing is the huge spiritual body next to him," she recalled. "As you said, it is a spiritual body that can use flames, but... that flame is very strange." Ordinary."

This is what makes Lu Qiaoqiao feel tricky - the flame released by the spirit body driven by King Ma Cang Ye can burn the soul!

This is something of the same nature as the fire of evil karma in her main pill, but obviously, Ma Cang Yewang's holding spirit is more pure.

Also more powerful.

"I don't think there is anything I can do." Lu Qiaoqiao lowered her head, "If I meet King Ma Cang Ye again, I will probably have to run away desperately."

"This will never happen again!"

California Qingguang suddenly stood up.

"Meet that guy again," Fu Sangshen held the handle of the knife tightly, "I will definitely protect the master!"

"Yes, master." Candlestick cut light Zhong Zhong said, "I will never let you fight alone again."

"From what you said, that human being is indeed very powerful. After all, I have never heard of a human being who can control life and death and reincarnate freely."

Kewan, who had been silent all this time, actually spoke, and the young man turned his head slightly to avoid the girl's eyes: "But...you are the one who owns hundreds of contract swords."

and so……

Don't show such a scared expression.

He hesitated several times for the last sentence, but finally said nothing.

Then he saw the girl raise her hand, and shook it without hesitation: "No, no, it's not possible."

Lu Qiaoqiao's expression was calm: "That flame is very troublesome. In a sense, it can restrain all spirit bodies... Knee Maruden, although everyone is Fusangshen, it can be counted as spirit bodies."

Then she seemed to realize something, and exclaimed: "Eh? I already have hundreds of contract swords?"

"Haha, the Knee Maru Palace is talking about Qiongcheng's spiritual power contract, the Lord doesn't need to care about it."

"That's right, that's right, I don't agree."

"Scared... Hundreds of vibrations, no matter how you have to sacrifice your blood and real name, you can prove your loyalty."

Therefore, Fu Sangshen, who didn't even have a superficial spiritual power contract at all, suddenly showed a little angry expression.

"you……"

Keimaru involuntarily half-kneeled up, only said a few words, but then sat back down.He glanced coldly at the swords surrounding Lu Qiaoqiao.

click.

Higeri broke the silver tableware he was playing with in his hand, making a small sound.

"Oh," he said with a smile while holding his chin, "do you despise the contract maintained by spiritual power... But, the two-strike sword she summoned by herself is exactly the contract of spiritual power."

"Is Senko Village fighting swords with Kiko Sadamune?" Tsurumaru Kunei said, "That's true, but you don't have the right to say that, Genji's sword."

"After all, he is a guy who doesn't even have a contract." California Qingguang said coldly.

"Don't quarrel at such a time." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong said, "After all, they are all loyal to the master... Of course, the blood contract that offers blood is the strongest."

The two members of the Ma Cang clan were a little stunned when they saw the fusangshen of these ancient famous knives acting as if they were jealous.

"Cough," Ma Cang Ye Ming coughed lightly, "In any case, since King Ye attacked you, little girl... your fates have been linked together."

He clenched his hands and looked at Lu Qiaoqiao earnestly. In front of this young man who was about the same age as his grandson, he actually used honorific words: "I hope you can think carefully about the relationship with us. Let's join forces and defeat the common enemy of the world... that demon, King Ma Cang Ye!"

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her lips slightly, but did not make a sound.

Facing this old man who lowered his head and begged, she didn't know what to say.

What broke the silence was a soft sigh:

"Hey……"

Lu Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, followed the sound, and saw Kun's face in her sight.

The young man sat on the main seat, and he smiled helplessly: "After listening for so long, I should say something."

"Senior Kun..."

Kun raised his hand and made a 'silence' gesture. When the room became quiet, he turned his gaze to the old man.

"Speaking of which, you are still my senior."

"Ashamed," Ma Cang Ye Ming said, "it's just a failed guy."

"Please don't say that," Kun lowered his eyes, "I feel the same for your 13 years of suffering, but...you have also seen that my younger generation is just a girl in her teens, and she has not recovered from serious injuries , whether you want to save the world or fight against King Ma Cang Ye, you have to wait for her to recover from her injuries first."

Ma Cang Yeming hesitated to speak.

Kun didn't wait for him to speak, he raised his head and glanced outside the door.

"The moon is already in the middle of the sky. Although it has just entered autumn, the night is full of dew. The two of you... how about this night, let's stop here?"

He stood up and made a final speech: "Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

After a long time, the old man sighed and stood up.

"I see." He picked up the pipe, feeling a little emotional, "It's true that I was too impatient."

"However, what I said is the truth...for a long time."

He called to the man beside him: "Take that out."

Click——

With a slight sound, something was placed in front of Lu Qiaoqiao.

Judging from its appearance, it is long and looks like armor. It is orange in color and has straps at both ends. It looks like it can be fixed on the wrist.

Lu Qiaoqiao was startled: "This is?"

It was a man with a bird face who answered her: "This is an oracle card, also known as an oracle calling device... Well, I got it by some inappropriate means anyway."

"(⊙⊙) No, not a proper method?"

"Hey, long time," the old man hit his head with a pipe, "some words can be omitted."

"Ahem," he coughed a few times, covering up dryly, and then regained his serious expression, "Please put this away, little girl."

"If one day, you decide to fight against King Ye, just wear that... At that time, you will understand how to use it."

He finally nodded to Kun: "Then... let's take our leave first."

……

…………

The moonlight is dim, and the night is silent.

Standing on the corridor, Lu Qiaoqiao watched the backs of the Macang clan and the two of them walked into the courtyard, released the huge spirit body, and then jumped onto the spirit body's back.It disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

"I didn't expect that I couldn't finish dinner safely in the end."

Kun stood beside her, with a regretful tone: "I thought there was finally a guest."

"I'm sorry, senior, it's all because of me... Your courtyard was also destroyed." Lu Qiaoqiao lowered her head in shame, "Please, don't worry, I will try my best to save money to repair it."

She gets a warm head rub.

"Haha," the young man smiled, "Don't worry about such things."

"However, concerning your own matters... what do you think about the matter of King Ma Cang Ye?"

Lu Qiaoqiao was silent for a moment before whispering, "I don't think he will succeed."

"Ok?"

"Because," Lu Qiaoqiao blinked, "The government of time has continued into the future, right? Ordinary people seem to exist in the future."

So no matter how you look at it, King Ma Cang Ye has failed, right?

"..."

"So." Lu Qiaoqiao showed a slightly relaxed expression, "You don't need to be so nervous."

She waited for a while, but didn't get a response from Kun, so she couldn't help but look at the young man: "Senior?"

"Ah, that's true."

Kun smiled slightly, and the young man raised his hand and gently stroked the girl's hair: "However, it is also possible that the world was saved because Xiao Liu fought desperately?"

"Eh? Yes, will it be like this!"

"After all, no one can say what the future holds."

He said softly: "We can only work hard in the present and live hard... Once history happens, it cannot be changed. Therefore, 'now' is the most important thing."

"However, even if we are in a desperate situation, we will not despair... because there is still a loyal sword by our side, isn't it?"

Lu Qiaoqiao's expression gradually calmed down.

She looked into the young man's eyes, then nodded heavily: "En!"

As the moonlight flowed, the corners of the young man's lips curved slightly, like a blooming twilight.

He stroked the girl's hair again: "It is necessary to have such an imposing manner. Xiao Liu is a role model for thousands of god judges, a member of the Daoist Department."

"It's time to go to sleep." He withdrew his hand, "I'll arrange your room in the back garden, can you find a way?"

"OK!"

Kun smiled slightly, and he didn't say anything else, just gathered up the haori on his body, turned around and walked towards the east side along the corridor.

Lu Qiaoqiao stood where she was, watching his back disappear into the night.Then he took a deep breath, turned around and returned to the Daguang room.

The banquet in the hall has been withdrawn.The wide room is empty.

Fu Sangshen, who was waiting inside, had disappeared.

Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly showed a disappointed and sad expression.

She stood in the empty room for a moment, then raised her hand and rubbed her face vigorously.

"Can not be done……"

The girl whispered to herself: "It's my own fault. I have to admit my mistake."

Immediately afterwards, she looked around, quickly determined the direction, retreated from the large room, and turned to walk towards the dark corridor.

she didn't go much