[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

Lu Qiaoqiao held California Qingguang in her arms, and it took a while for her confused brain to understand Sankai Yuezong's words.

"Senior Kun... sent us out of the barrier?"

She whispered softly, her brows gradually furrowed.

"In that case," the girl said tremblingly, holding the knife in her arms, "Senior Kun...stay there alone?"

"shit."

She stood up in a panic, holding California Qingguang in her arms and circling in circles: "I always feel that King Ma Cang Ye will attack Senior Kun!"

The young girl's face was pale, and she was clearly in extreme worry. She frowned, walking back and forth as if her soles had been scalded.

"Lord……"

Fu Sangshen called her softly.

The girl's footsteps stopped, she was silent for a moment, and then, under Fu Sangshen's gaze, she sat down again.

"Lord?"

On the third day, Yue Zongjin leaned over slightly, Fu Sangshen's eyes shimmered - but it was such a short time, facing the predicament, Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to have calmed down.

"Are you worried about me?"

Lu Qiaoqiao looked as if she had been punched by someone. She glanced at Sanri Yuezong, and quickly lowered her head, with an unprecedentedly depressed expression: "Please don't worry, I still have reason, and I won't say 'Go back and find me. Senior Kun's words like this..."

Of course, reason is one thing and emotion is another.

Lu Qiaoqiao pursed her lips, trying her best to calm down.But the bottom of my heart was suffering like being bitten by insects and ants.

Senior Kun's courtyard...was destroyed.

He himself was in danger.

"Mr. Sanriyue," she asked suddenly, "Has Hikariden and the others been sent away by seniors too? You just said that they might be in a certain wilderness?"

Before Fu Sangshen could answer, she rubbed the center of her brows again: "That's right, spiritual ways...Senior Kun once said that there are many spiritual ways like rivers in this world...Then, it is because of the surroundings of the courtyard. The spiritual power is too mixed, causing everyone to be separated in the spiritual path and rushed to different places?"

"That's right, my lord." Sanri Yue Zongjin replied, "Most of the places where spiritual paths gather are mountains, forests, rivers and lakes, haha... ah, it feels like I'm on an expedition."

"Then...Mr. Mustakiri." Lu Qiaoqiao didn't ask what "expedition" is, but asked with a worried expression, "He, he is the original body now. Will... be eaten by a bear or something?"

"Haha, Kagemaruden will definitely not let Higakiriden be eaten."

Lu Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered her head, like a broken flower beaten by frost, lost her mind: "That's great... I've been worried all this time, the mustache palace has also become the main body, if..."

A little water welled up in her eyes, Lu Qiaoqiao lowered her head, blinked her eyes without saying a word, forced back the tears, and then slowly pulled out the knife on her lap.

——Yes, now is not the time to think wildly.

"Mr. Sanriyue," the girl said hoarsely, "Although I don't know whether it is safe here, but I want to go for Qingguang first. I am very worried about his condition."

"That's it."

Sanri Yuezong responded gently.

Fu Sangshen didn't say anything else, just picked up the body knife that was put aside, and stood up with it.

The fallen leaves on his sleeves rustled, Sanri Yuezong drew out his knife, the blade was like a crescent moon.

Fu Sangshen looked down at the girl tenderly: "Then let me be on guard."

"This……"

Lu Qiaoqiao was a little surprised, the number of times she bought it was very few, and with her strong spiritual power, she was able to heal Fu Sangshen's injury almost every time in an instant.

I never thought about the issue of 'vigilance'.

"Then, I will trouble you then."

Sunlight leaked from the gaps in the branches, flowed on the blade, and was cut into fine golden awns.

Lu Qiaoqiao restrained her mind, and carefully stroked the knife.

The blade of California Qingguang lay docilely in the girl's palm. It was obviously a sharp weapon capable of crossing the battlefield, but it seemed that it tried its best to restrain the edge—even with this posture, it showed his loyalty unreservedly.

She stroked the blade back and forth, and finally, through the touch of her fingertips, she felt a crack as thin as a spider's web about two-thirds of the way through the blade.

This crack is hard to see with the naked eye, but it is constantly dissipating spiritual power.

——Here it is.

Lu Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief. This was much better than she expected. Compared with the appearance of not responding to her call, this crack that continuously leaked spiritual power was the perfect proof that California Qingguang was 'alive'.

As long as you are still alive.

The girl was both happy and sad in her heart. She stroked the blade more gently, as usual, trying to mobilize her spiritual power. After a while, a wisp of spiritual power as thin as a spider's silk gushed out from her fingertips— —

……what?

Lu Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly panicked.

"Be careful."

A pair of arms stretched out and gently supported her shoulders. Only then did Lu Qiaoqiao realize that her body was shaking, as if she was about to fall limp to the ground.

The girl blinked her eyes, and there was a hazy scene of blue and yellow intertwined in her vision. She was dazed for a while, and then raised her head in a panic. As expected, she saw a face with blurred features.

"Mr. Sanriyue," Lu Qiaoqiao exclaimed in a low voice, "This is me, what's wrong? My body is limp...I can't see clearly."

Even so, the girl still firmly grasped the blade of California Kiyomitsu immediately.As cautious as if afraid of losing it.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Lu Qiaoqiao felt a tightening on her shoulders, and in her blurred vision, Sanri Yuezong's face suddenly approached.

Then, she felt a hand caress her cheek.

Fu Sangshen's breath fell softly on her eyelashes: "...you can't see me?"

After a while, the girl replied: "I can still see your outline, but it's very vague."

"And," she held the knife tightly, "maybe it's my illusion... I feel that my hearing is also getting worse..."

She heard a sigh.

Then Fu Sangshen seemed to say something with difficulty.

"Mr. Sanriyue?"

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her eyes in a daze: "...what did you say?"

bang-

It was the sound of a sword falling to the ground.

Lu Qiaoqiao clenched her hands subconsciously, and felt relieved that Da Dao was still being held tightly by her.Then it felt dark.A pair of arms hugged her tightly.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Mr. Sanriyue...?"

In front of her eyes was a piece of dark blue hair. The familiar aroma, steamed by Fu Sangshen's body temperature, mixed with his breathing, enveloped Lu Qiaoqiao like a mist.

Mikazuki Zongjin hugged her.

"...Now, can you hear my voice, my lord?"

He said it twice in a row, and it was the second time that Lu Qiaoqiao finally heard it clearly. She nodded quickly: "Ah... yes, I heard it!"

"yes."

Fu Sangshen seemed to sigh softly: "That's great."

The fine strands of hair fell into the girl's collar, rubbing against her neck, itching slightly.

Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't help turning her head slightly, she raised her face in a daze, and tried to focus her eyes: "...just now, I seemed to hear the sound of the knife falling to the ground, did your body knife fall?"

"Ah, it's all right."

Fu Sangshen's voice was as usual, gentle and calm, but a little hoarse. He bent down, casually picked up the knife on his body, and then asked intently, "Can you still hear these small voices?"

"Well... the hearing is good and bad."

"That's it."

One hand stroked Lu Qiaoqiao's hair. Perhaps because she couldn't see things clearly for the time being, her sense of touch seemed to have become extra sensitive. Lu Qiaoqiao vaguely felt...Fu Sangshen's fingertips were trembling slightly.

She felt something in her heart and asked softly, "Mr. Sanriyue, is my situation very bad?"

"I actually noticed it too," she lowered her head, trying hard to see the knife in her arms, "My spiritual power seems to be squeezed out..."

After a while, Fu Sangshen replied: "Ah... that's right. Because just now, the Lord fought very hard."

He gently stroked the girl's hair: "So the spiritual power is overused."

"..."

Lu Qiaoqiao was silent for a while, then asked softly: "That is to say, I can no longer use spiritual power?"

The girl raised her head, her expression was still dazed, but water glistened in her eyes.

Tears flowed all over her cheeks, and the person who had been trying to endure all negative emotions was crying unconsciously.

"Lord?"

Fu Sangshen's voice sounded a little panicked.He hastily wiped away the girl's tears: "It's okay, as long as you take a good rest, your spiritual power will slowly recover, and your five senses will also recover along with your spiritual power..."

"No, no, Mr. Sanriyue," the girl shook her head and interrupted Fu Sangshen. She didn't seem to notice that she was crying at all, but she just held the knife tightly and said seriously and eagerly, "There is no way to use it. In terms of spiritual power..."

——Isn’t it impossible to hand in?

"Just now, when I was in... the hand," the girl's voice was intermittent, "I found out that I can't even use a little bit of spiritual power."

"But... Qingguang."

She raised the knife tremblingly: "No matter how much I call, he still doesn't respond. He must have been seriously injured."

"If you don't heal quickly..."

"Calm down, master," Sanri Yuezong wiped Lu Qiaoqiao's tears, and explained calmly, "As Fusangshen who has already contracted with you, as long as the body knife is not broken, California Qingguang is still alive."

But Lu Qiaoqiao didn't seem to hear it.

An unspeakable sadness seized her heart, and her already shaken psychological defense was completely shattered at this moment.

It was at this moment that the whisper sounded.

——It was a very weak voice, but it was the trembling sound that Lu Qiaoqiao was familiar with when the sword vibrated.

The girl was taken aback for a moment.She listened blankly to the faint tremor, and after a while, she realized that the source of the sound was California Qingguang held in her hand.

"... Qingguang?"

Da Dao trembled slightly, and continued to make a weak but firm whistling like insects, in this way, silently soothing Lu Qiaoqiao's heart.

'do not Cry'

'Don't cry...'

"Don't cry, my lord." A hand stroked Lu Qiaoqiao's cheek, wiping away the precarious drops of water in her eye sockets. Sanri Yuezong folded his arms, and his wide clothes were like a curtain, holding Lu Qiaoqiao safely. Wrapped in his arms, "California Palace doesn't want you to be sad either."

"...Wow."

Following Fu Sangshen's strength, Lu Qiaoqiao plunged into his arms, resting her face on his chest.

She grabbed Sanriyue Zongjin's breastplate: "Mr. Sanriyue...is Qingguang responding to me?"

"Hmm. Yes."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom the girl held onto the sword, speaking incoherently.

"Haha, the California Palace won't mind."

"Also, thank you, you...Mr. Sanriyue," she covered her eyes and hiccupped while speaking, "I'm so useless, as long as... I can't control my emotions when I think of Qingguang being in danger."

A soft sigh fell, and the warm breath slowly fell on the girl's hair.

"It doesn't matter," the most beautiful blade among the five swords in the world, gently pressed the girl's head, and pressed her face into his embrace, "It's okay to indulge for a while..."

His voice gradually lowered, Sanri Yuezong lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the dao in the girl's arms. Under his gaze, the trembling of the dao became softer and quieter, and gradually calmed down.

——California Qingguang, who is already unable to maintain his body, how could he perceive the movement of the outside world.The trembling that was misunderstood by the girl was just that he used his divine power to gently flick the blade of Qingguang.

It's just that Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't even tell the difference.

Her condition is definitely not just 'excessive use of spiritual power' - the spiritual power comes from the soul, and the exhaustion of spiritual power can only explain one thing, her soul is damaged, and when it is reflected in the body, it is the decline of the five senses.

Thinking about it now, it should have been damaged when the girl used the Erzhenling on King Ma Cang Ye, which caused the resonance of spiritual power. After all, King Ma Cang Ye's spiritual power is several times stronger.

"Mr. Sanriyue?" The girl in Fu Sangshen's arms suddenly chirped like a baby bird, "What's wrong with you?"

She raised her head, her eyes tried hard to catch the focus, and asked softly: "...are you trembling?"

Fu Sangshen's voice was steady and his tone was as usual: "Well, trembling?"

However, the expression on his face seemed to be cut by a knife, fragmented.The crescent pattern in Fu Sangshen's eyes was shaking, and his eyes were infested with intense pain. The sadness was so heavy that it seemed that it could kill him at any time.

"Haha... even I would be excited to be embraced by the master's trust."

Sanriyue Zongjin caressed Lu Qiaoqiao's hair: "Do you feel better, Master?"

"...It's all right now, thank you."

Lu Qiaoqiao rubbed her eyes: "It's so embarrassing... just hugging you and crying like that, obviously now is not the time to cry at all..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt light in her body.

The sound of the wind slid past her ears, seeming to be far away, and the blurry shadows in her eyes were swaying up and down. After a while, Lu Qiaoqiao realized that she was hugged by Fu Sangshen, she jumped up suddenly, and flew out of the distance. in place.

"Mr. Sanriyue?"

She was a little surprised, grabbed Fu Sangshen's breastplate, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Then Lu Qiaoqiao felt Fu Sangshen's fingers wrapped around her waist lightly pressed.

"Don't be afraid." He lowered his head and said softly.

Then there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Lu Qiaoqiao's eyesight was failing, and she could only vaguely see Fu Sangshen raising his hand, pulling out the body knife with one hand, and swiping it forward——

The blade energy suddenly set off a frenzied flow, the air vibrated, and the arc-shaped blade light like a new moon cut into the forest extremely sharply, cutting off several giant trees head-on!

Boom!

The sound of branches falling could be heard endlessly, raising smoke and dust, Sanri Yuezong was holding the knife, pointing forward: "Oh, why don't you come out yet?"

After his words fell, a footstep sounded in the forest.

——It should be deliberately let them hear it, stepping on the branches, leaves and stones, making a noise on purpose.

Amidst the footsteps, a figure slowly stepped out of the shade.

The figure stopped tens of meters away, and then Lu Qiaoqiao felt a gaze fall on her.

She clenched her hands a little uneasy, and then heard a familiar voice, calmly said: "I'm taking the liberty... I didn't hide it on purpose, but I just saw my old friend, and I was too shocked for a while."

Lu Qiaoqiao was taken aback.

this voice...

"Long time no see," the figure continued, "Do you... still remember me? God examiner, I am... Shuzhuwan Hengji."