[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

The crescent moon sinks westward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The night that shrouded Heian-kyo was like faded ink marks, and the first ray of morning light fell, like a layer of light veil, draped over this ill-fated Kyoto.

When Lu Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, she felt dizzy at first, as if someone had hit her head with a hammer, and her memory was confused.

Then she felt that someone was gently touching her face.

That hand was as cold as iron, but its movements were extremely gentle, as it carefully touched her cheek with its fingertips.One click, one click.

She blinked, and looked up to see a strand of white hair, followed by a pair of eyes, as bright as blood, with the faint morning light in them, as if covered with a thin layer of mist.

Sensing her actions, the hand touching her cheek stopped, and the white hair suddenly fell like a curtain, covering her sight.

"At this time, I don't even know what to call you." The hoarse voice said softly.

Lu Qiaoqiao: (⊙⊙)...

What's happening here?

Before she could open her mouth, she felt a hand pressed against her back, and then her eyes were darkened.

She was embraced in an arms.

A faint smell of blood surrounds her, her heartbeat is faintly heard by her ears, and her warm breath falls in her hair.

"That's great, it's not a dream."

Then the arms around his waist slid down, and he slid down slowly, his knees limp and fell to the ground, then he lowered his head, the tall man closed his eyes, buried his face into the girl's stomach, and then - passed out.

Lu Qiaoqiao: "..."

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" She lowered her head in surprise, and carefully touched the other person's cheek, but there was no response.

She first probed under his breath, although it was weak, but she was indeed breathing, and then she was relieved.

However, this slight movement broke the balance. The white-haired man tilted his head into the girl's arms. Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't bear it at all, and immediately fell to the side.

"Eh-"

boom.

"Oh my god, it's so heavy..."

Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't move, and it took a long time to struggle to free a hand.She lowered her head and saw that her palm was flushed with dark red blood.

It's clearly not hers.Lu Qiaoqiao turned her head to the side, and she saw a strand of snow-white hair. He was pillowed next to her ear. Lu Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to brush away his hair. A face covered with blood and mud appeared. appeared in front of her eyes.

"Wake up," she stretched out her hand and patted his face lightly, "You're injured, it's still serious, don't sleep, stay conscious."

Hearing her voice, his brows were immediately frowned slightly, showing a look of struggle, and his mouth also made a very soft voice intermittently:

"Little Fox... is here, just... come here."

However, he failed to open his eyes after all, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Lu Qiaoqiao was a little flustered: "Hello?"

She pushed for a while, but it didn't do anything, instead she was covered with blood.

"Oops……"

Lu Qiaoqiao didn't hesitate anymore, she pushed the man with both hands and feet, fearing to aggravate his injury, Lu Qiaoqiao was restrained, but at this moment, she felt light on her body.

The dark blue wide sleeves obscured his sight, and then a pair of hands stretched out to support the white-haired man.

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head, and among the scattered petals, a man was staring down at her, his eyes seemed to be smiling, but when he looked carefully, it was like a deep pool.

"Although I thought about seeing a real person," he raised his sleeves to cover his lips, "but he was still taken aback."

……

…………

"What do you mean to say, you and this... are both Fusangshen with swords?"

In his ears, the girl's soft words came.

"So, if I need to supply spiritual power, can his wound heal?"

"...this knife?"

"Okay, I see. Thank you."

The sound stopped, and then the long-lost spiritual power poured into his body.He heard the main body seem to let out a cheerful whisper, and the dark wounds left in previous battles were quickly fading away.

Almost in the next second, Xiaohuwan opened his eyes, and what he saw was a dark wooden beam, and then a face approached.

"Are you awake?" the girl's soft voice asked.

She seemed a little happy: "I didn't make any mistakes this time, and my spiritual power is well controlled."

"..."

Xiaohuwan was stunned for a moment before recovering.

He stood up suddenly, leaned in front of her, took a deep breath first, and then carefully poked her cheek.

Warm and soft.Can feel the surge of life under the skin.

is alive.

Lu Qiaoqiao: (⊙o⊙)...

"Hahaha, you scared her." There was another familiar voice, and Xiaohumaru turned her head, and saw Mikazuki Zongjin standing next to her, holding her sleeve with one hand, and gently covering her lips, "Now wake up Yet?"

"... Sanriyue Palace?" Just as Xiaohumaru said something, Sanriyue Zongjin put down his sleeves, and there was a faint red mark on the side of his face.

It looks like a palm print.

"..." The white-haired Fu Sangshen held the handle of the knife silently without saying a word: "San Ri Yue Dian, what did you do?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin raised his hand and grabbed Xiaohuwan's scabbard: "Hahaha, I just said hello to the little girl."

"...Is that all?"

"Hahaha indeed."

"It seems that your injury has basically healed," Sanri Yuezong said, "Although I witnessed it with my own eyes, I am still very surprised."

He put down his hand, and Xiaohuwan also let go of his strength, Fu Sangshen's eyes focused on Lu Qiaoqiao.

"It's a pity, but the little girl doesn't seem to remember anything," Sanri Yue Zongjin said.

Lu Qiaoqiao sat aside and listened quietly.

She really doesn't have much memory about these two Sword Fusangshen.

It's better to say that her mind is basically a mess now, constantly floating: Who am I?where am I? _(:з」∠)_...

"Don't you remember?"

Xiaohuwan showed a little disappointed expression, but soon he said: "However, this is inevitable."

"Actually, I still remember something." Lu Qiaoqiao said hesitantly.

"For example..." She stretched out her hand, grabbed Fu Sangshen's head suddenly, and then rubbed the flesh on his head, focusing on the two ear-like things: "...This kind of hairy feel. "

ah!Yes, that's the feel!

Fantastic!

"..."

Lu Qiaoqiao rubbed it on her own, and it took a while to realize that Fu Sangshen was silent. She let go of her hand suddenly, and shrank back to her original position: "Sorry, I offended."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Sangshen held her wrist.

He tilted his head and stared at her quietly. There seemed to be a little joy in his red pupils.

"...Please forgive me." He said to Lu Qiaoqiao, then lowered his head and grabbed her fingertips.

The sharp canine teeth bite lightly, and immediately a little blood oozes out.Fu Sangshen rolled his soft tongue, and immediately sucked the shallow wound clean.

Then he raised his hand, and his sharp fingertips were like the claws of a wild beast, scratching his lower lip forcefully.

Blood dripped down the corner of Fu Sangshen's lips almost instantly.

He half-kneeled on the ground, supported Lu Qiaoqiao's chin with one hand, and pressed her shoulder with the other.

An ominous premonition emerged in Lu Qiaoqiao's heart - this scene is so familiar!

"Wait, please don't..." Before she finished speaking, there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth, Fu Sangshen closed his eyes, and kissed her lips very lightly.

The tip of his tongue slipped into the girl's mouth, bringing blood containing spiritual power.

"My name is Xiaohuwan, no matter how many times you forget, I will tell you," Xiaohuwan lowered his head as his warm breath fell on her cheek, "Then, please stroke my hair, yes You can touch it for as long as you want."

"..."

Then a slap print appeared on his face.It is close to Sanri Yuezong, one on the left and one on the right, forming an interesting contrast.