[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

A battle ended, most of the mountain cherry broke off, the branches fell to the ground, and the petals were rubbed into the soil.

Lu Qiaoqiao sat by the water, washing the blood off her face.

After wiping off the water drops, in this short period of time, a layer of shallow scab had formed on the tooth marks, which looked like two crescent moons.

The beautiful face of Fu Sangshen was reflected on the surface of the water, Sanri Yuezong came up behind her, and asked softly, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"Mr. Sanriyue." Lu Qiaoqiao quickly stood up, she shook her head, "I'm fine now, thank you."

"You don't have to be so polite," Fu Sangshen lowered his head. He is tall and has long hair like satin, and the crescent moon lines in his eyes are full of water. "It's because I didn't protect you well."

Lu Qiaoqiao hurriedly said: "How come, you saved me."

She explained again: "Actually, the wound is not deep, it's just a little bit of skin."

That's right, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's aggressive mouthful only left two very shallow scars on Lu Qiaoqiao's face.It seemed like he was showing mercy on purpose.

Although no one will thank him.

"Mr. Miriyue, do you know Tsurumaru Kuninaga?" Lu Qiaoqiao asked curiously.

"Well," Fu Sangshen raised his sleeves to cover his lips, showing a thoughtful expression, "It's not like we know each other, I just heard about it."

"Is he famous?"

"If he's the 'Tsuramaru Kuninaga' I've heard about."

——Wandering on the battlefield, wantonly inserting into the battle situation, massacring government judges and retrograde troops according to one's own preferences;

There were at least dozens of government judges who died at his hands.

Fu Sangshen's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, covering his emotions, and he said to Lu Qiaoqiao in a gentle tone: "Don't worry too much, from now on... Xiaohu Wandian will always be with you around."

"Protecting you."

Lu Qiaoqiao nodded ignorantly.She remembers Tsurumaru Kuninaga.What was impressive was that he had entered the pill without a sound.

Now he actually appeared here again - the outskirts of Kyoto in the Heian period.

Could it be that the Sword Fusangshen can freely travel between different time and space?If so, can they ask them to lead her back to Honmaru?

Lu Qiaoqiao vaguely felt that she had to go back quickly.

She was still thinking, but she heard a small sound in her ears, like the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

When she raised her head, she saw Sanka Yue Zongjin turned his face slightly, his fingers in black gloves sank into his hair, groping, trying to untie his hair accessories.

The golden weeping tassels were shaking, and Fu Sangshen was not doing well. He tugged for a long time, but he couldn't untie it.

"Mr. Sanriyue, what are you doing?"

"Ah," he lowered his eyes and said gently, "I want to untie this."

"Want to help?" Lu Qiaoqiao asked.

"Then I'll trouble you." Fu Sangshen said softly, "I've never been good at these things."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, and his long hair immediately poured down like running water, and the strands of hair swayed, gently touching the girl's cheek.

The faint cold fragrance surrounds Lu Qiaoqiao, if there is nothing, it is ice-cold and beautiful.

Just like the peerless blade, it cut open a falling night cherry blossom, leaving behind a ray of fragrance that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Lu Qiaoqiao unconsciously opened her eyes wide, and even her breathing was light. She stretched out her hand cautiously, stroking Sanri Yue Zongjin's hair, feeling like she was stroking a piece of silk with her tentacle.

She was fascinated by it without knowing it, Fu Sangshen didn't urge her, with a very shallow smile on her lips, she kept her head down, letting the girl's soft fingertips slowly caress her.

Brushing over his hair ends and ends, like a timid fish, when it touches his scalp, it retreats quickly, and after a while, it reluctantly rubs it over again.

The girl showed an expression that was about to melt away, obviously a fluffy (crossed out) attack.I can't put it down when I'm about to deal with the beautiful hair of Sangshen.

"Mr. Sanriyue's hair is really good." In the end, she regained her senses and removed the rope-like thing in Sanriyue Zong's hair in a few strokes.

She held the hair accessory: "Here, yours."

"Thank you," Fu Sangshen said softly, and took the hair rope, "Little girl, don't move for now, is that okay?"

"Uh-huh……"

So Sanri Yue Zongjin stretched out his hand, clumsily picked up a strand of the girl's hair, and pushed it to her cheek. Then he held up the hair rope that he had just removed, trying to wrap it around Lu Qiaoqiao's hair.

His movements were slow and he stumbled, but his expression was gentle.

"Mr. Sanriyue?"

Lu Qiaoqiao was taken aback, but because of the promise, she didn't dare to move: "You, what are you doing?"

Fu Sangshen remained silent, but lowered his eyes, the crescent lines in his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

After a long time, he took a step back.

"All right."

Fu Sangshen showed a very shallow smile: "Haha, it looks pretty good."

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her hand and touched the golden tassel hanging from her hair.Just enough to cover the scar on her face.

"...Thank you, Mr. Mikazuki."

"You're welcome, you can also call me Sanriyue. Hahaha."

Three days Yue Zongjin said, and he handed the Taidao to Lu Qiaoqiao again: "Go back?"

"Well," Lu Qiaoqiao took the knife and still held it in her arms, "Xiaohuwandian should be waiting impatiently."

They walked side by side in the forest, and the petals fluttered in the wind and fell on their shoulders.

"Speaking of which, this knife," Lu Qiaoqiao caressed the Taidao and muttered to himself, "Why do I have it?"

"...Don't you remember?"

"Ah."

"Haha, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you forget it... Probably, it's not an important thing."

Lu Qiaoqiao was still puzzled, she blinked, and was about to say something when Fu Sangshen beside her suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Because this mountain forest in the suburbs of Beijing is occupied by Xiaohuwan, it seems that there are few people.

But at this moment, a group of onmyojis in white hunting clothes appeared in the mountains and forests.

They lined up, led by two tall shikigami, as if they were searching for something.

As he walked, he whispered:

"Look at the traces on the ground..."

"There will be no mistakes, what humans can't do..."

"Sure enough, it's hidden here..."

At the front of the queue was a young man in sackcloth, with his head down, timidly.But after seeing Lu Qiaoqiao, an astonishing energy burst out suddenly.

He shouted almost hoarsely: "It's her! That's right, it's her. I found it!"

If Lu Qiaoqiao had a complete memory now, she would recognize at a glance that the boy in sackcloth who was pointing at her was Guan Wan's attendant, Amu.

It's just that at this moment, his expression is extremely ferocious, with frenzied excitement and extreme fear mixed on his face, making him look like a demon.

"It's her! It's her who is mixed with the leader of the Hundred Ghosts of the Night Walk. I saw her. She has no shadow and is not human at all!"

Lu Qiaoqiao: "(⊙⊙) Huh?"

She was still confused, when she saw those onmyojis all stretched out their hands, making an attacking gesture, driving Shikigami: "Go!"

At almost the same moment, Fu Sangshen walked calmly and stood in front of Lu Qiaoqiao.

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he joined his palms together to form a knife, and slashed forward, cutting off the rushing shikigami with just one blow.

Fu Sangshen withdrew his hand, raised his sleeves, covered his lips, and said slowly, "Oh? The adults of Yinyangliao."

"Who are you?"

"Hahaha, it's just a fusangshen." Sanri Yue Zongjin did not report his name, "Do you have anything to do with this child?"

"Fu Sangshen?"

The onmyoji revealed something surprising: "It's also a monster!"

Once the identity of Sanri Yue Zongjin was confirmed, the Onmyoji ignored his words, and in the blink of an eye, several shikigami were released again and surrounded them.

"Monster, die."

"Mr. Sanriyue," Lu Qiaoqiao hastily handed over the sword, "This is for you..."

Fu Sangshen stretched out his hand and gently pushed it back.

He turned around and broke off a branch from the cherry tree beside him.

"It's okay, let's use this as a weapon for now."

The petals swirled around Fusangshen, and Mikazuki Zongjin seemed to be walking among the flowers, calmly, killing the shikigami one by one in just a moment.

The Onmyoji let out an uproar.

"How could it be, it's just paying for the gods!"

"That, that's Master Ye's shikigami..."

"shit!"

Amid such discussions, a voice came from far to near: "Don't worry, if the opponent is him, it's only natural that you lose."

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly appeared. It seemed that he had suddenly changed from an illusory shadow to a real one, and he seemed to exist among the group of onmyojis. But until this moment, he finally took off the disguise of light and shadow.

It was a very handsome young man.

He was wearing a white safari suit, which was not different from that of Onmyoji, but once he appeared, the crowd would automatically surround him, as if guarding the sun and the moon.

"Master Ye Wang!"

"Master Ye Wang, you actually came in person."

"Did you use the technique of reversing..."

The young man didn't care about the comments of the onmyojis. He took a step forward and nodded slightly at Fu Sangshen, as if greeting an old friend: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Sanriyue Palace."

Then, a cold force suddenly attacked Fu Sangshen, smashing the flower branches in Sanriyue's hands instantly, and Fu Sangshen was hit by that force, flying high like a feather, hitting the rocks On, there was a dull sound.