[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

As the night wore on, Fu Sangshen, dressed in white snow, stood among the red maple leaves, his golden pupils glowing slightly.

"It's so embarrassing, master, didn't you agree that if you encounter danger, you will call me out immediately."

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga?"

The ghost-faced man's tone was cold: "Appearing from the shadows, is this a new magic spell?"

"Are you frightened by my terrifying appearance?" Fu Sangshen pulled out the knife, but the slender blade was full of cold light, "Just be happy, you can die in my hands, for you , is also a gratifying thing.”

California Qingguang struggled to get up: "Tsurunosuke, don't be careless, this guy is very strong."

"Oh, is this advice from my colleagues, I will accept it."

The ghost-faced man suddenly backed away!His sleeve was still cut open by Fu Sangshen.The light of the knife was like a crescent moon, flying high in the night sky, and Fu Sangshen, who was dressed in white, seemed to be dancing in the night.

A cloud of blood splashed, and the right shoulder of the ghost-faced man was slashed by Fu Sangshen. The blade was deeply embedded in his bones, almost cutting off his arm.

The man snorted, but advanced instead of retreating, he suddenly let go of the Taidao in his hand, pulled out a short knife from his arms, and stabbed Fu Sangshen's neck fiercely.

Almost at the same time, Fu Sangshen also let go of the handle of the knife, and turned around to avoid the short knife. His sleeves stretched out, like a white crane spreading its wings, he jumped up and kicked the man in the chest.

The ghost-faced man flew out immediately, and hit the wall heavily. The Taidao embedded in his shoulder was also shaken by this force, and shot out, the blade whirled and fell from the air.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his hand.

Snapped--

Fu Sangshen calmly caught the Taidao again, and with a light wave, all the blood beads stained on the blade fell on the red maple.

Blood dripped continuously from the edge of the man's mask. He clutched his chest and sat up with great difficulty.

He couldn't believe it: "...a mere person, Fu Sangshen, can actually knock me, cough, cough..."

"It's just paying for the gods? Hey, this statement really scares me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga had a faint smile on his lips, looking down at the struggling man with the ghost face from a high position.

"The power you possess also comes from Fusangshen, who you see as a 'mere'."

"Shut up, I haven't lost yet, Fu Sangshen." The ghost-masked man said sharply.

He pulled out the third sword from his back, which was also a Taidao. Almost at the moment when he held the handle, the ghost-faced man's attitude suddenly changed, and his powerful aura was like a wave, shaking the maple leaves around him away one after another. , He was like this, holding the big sword in one hand and the short sword in the other, posing for a fight.

"Hey, it's very powerful, you can possess three knives at once."

"Tsurumaruden, what are you talking about?"

Fu Sangshen's clean eyes, looking down on all living beings, instantly softened.

"This is really..." He complained with a smile, "Master, you should continue to call me Tsurunosuke. If you use the honorific title again, I will be broken."

"Are you confused? There is nothing surprising. It is normal for California and Yamato to lose to this guy."

Fu Sangshen's tone was flat: "Because he used a spell——spiritual possession."

"To put it simply, it is to extract the power of Fu Sangshen and introduce it into his body. Although the sword in his hand is conscious, it cannot be transformed into a human body. It is precisely because of the technique of possessing the gods that it has taken away their power. California , you are not fighting humans."

——He was fighting with his fellow Fusangshen, the sword.

"It turned out to be like this," Yamato Morita said coldly, "Although I noticed it a little before, the truth is still disgusting."

"Fu Sangshen, are you unhappy? It's ridiculous." The man sneered, "You who have a human body have the appearance of confusing human beings, tempting those who are weak-minded, sinking, forgetting, and depraved; even You yourselves have also been deluded, and have already forgotten what a sword should look like!"

"The way I do is the right way. I exist in the sharpest form, fight like a knife, be wielded by those who can use it, and gallop on the battlefield. I practice the way of pure weapons."

"Speaking of fallacies is one thing." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, Fu Sangshen stepped forward, the blade cut across the man's face, and a crack was immediately cut on the ghost's face.

Just one more knife can inflict heavy damage on the ghost-faced man.A low cry came from behind.

That was Lu Qiaoqiao's voice.

"Qingguang, Mr. Anding!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga withdrew his offensive almost immediately, and quickly retreated to the girl's side. He turned his gaze and saw the kneeling figure of California Kiyomitsu.

"Hmm..." Fu Sangshen groaned in pain, and immediately afterwards, Yamato Shou'an also swayed, as if drunk, he leaned on his body with a knife, and barely stood up.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't even think about it, and immediately swung his knife towards the corner of the courtyard, the wall suddenly shattered, and amidst the bang, a figure slipped out of the darkness, the corners of his clothes fluttered, and he disappeared into the darkness again in just a moment. middle.

"Oh, is there a helper here?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, "This smell...is it specially used to deal with the God of Sorrow?"

He made a decisive decision: "Master, take California and Yamato back to Honmaru."

The girl's shadow swayed, like a flowing spring, engulfing Fu Sangshen. At the same time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga hugged Lu Qiaoqiao's waist, and suddenly swung a knife, cutting the barrier of No. 71 God Judge Honmaru, A crack was cut abruptly!

He hugged Lu Qiaoqiao like a graceful white crane, and passed through the barrier in an instant.

The red maple slowly fell, and the barrier was closed again.There is only a little residual murderous aura left.and ravines all over the place.

After a while, a figure stepped on the maple leaves and came out of the remaining rooms.

It was a woman, wearing a gorgeous haori, and also wearing a 'virtual mask' on her face.

"So it's you..." the ghost-faced man said in a hoarse voice, calling out the other person's name, "Shen Yu."

The woman took off the mask.Showing a cold face.

If Lu Qiaoqiao was still there, she would be recognizable at a glance that she was the female god judge she met in Kabukicho.

"Yumura," she said, "how is your injury?"

"No problem," the man's tone was cold, and it could be seen that he was very familiar with the woman, and he said in a complaining tone, "Shen Yu, since you are here, why don't you join hands with me?"

"I'm not interested in dying."

"What do you mean?"

"Yamura, I think you should take some time to see an ophthalmology department." Shen Yu said mercilessly, "You are blind. That Tsurumaru Kuninaga is full of blackness, and you can't see through such a clumsy disguise." .”

"Only Fu Sangshen, who has fallen in the dark, has no reaction to An Shen Xiang. He will leave only because my An Shen Xiang also affected that little girl."

"Dark fall, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, powerful, haven't you noticed yet?" Shen Yu paused for a while before saying cautiously, "There can be no mistake, it's him—"

At the top of the government's most wanted list at the time, the first Fusangshin to fall secretly, the legendary Tsurumaru Kuninaga wearing black feathers.

"You're lucky if you don't die." Shenyu cast a cold glance at Yucun, and lifted the hair on his shoulders, "That guy killed at least dozens of god judges."

Yucun was silent.

After a long time, he said: "Since this is the case, it is even more necessary to investigate."

"Number 71 has confessed everything," he raised his hand, and the stand-in Shikigami appeared again in his palm, "He saw the fallen Fusangshen with his own eyes, followed by an interrogator who did not belong to the government. Tonight, I I also saw with my own eyes that the girl's shadow... can devour Fu Sangshen."

"So what?" Shen Yu asked back, "I've been observing. That child has powerful spiritual power, but he doesn't know anything about Onmyoji. Otherwise, how could he be easily fascinated by Anshenxiang?"

"There is no evidence at all that it was caused by Yin Yang."

"Yumura," Shen Yu shook his head, "You'd better not go your own way."

"I have my decision."

"Whatever you want," Shen Yu said coldly, and she put on the mask again, "You'd better pay close attention to No. 71 now, if he dies too, all clues will be cut off."

"Where are you going?"

Shen Yu's footsteps paused: "I don't want to get along with idiots, next, let's act separately."

Anshen incense was originally a tribute incense offered to the gods.It can soothe the emotions of the gods, and can make the witches minimize the danger when they invite the gods.

But the Anshenxiang mixed with spells became a powerful drug for Fu Sangshen.

It is also useful for those with strong spiritual power.

Lu Qiaoqiao felt like she had drunk too much now.

A long time ago, she was also bewitched by this fragrance and almost died in the hands of Yiqi Yizhen.

But now, she was leaning softly on Fu Sangshen's chest, only the strength left to open her eyes.

"This appearance...is you frightened, master, is it hard?"

"I have already entered the ghost realm," Tsurumaru Kuninaga reassured, "Patience for a while, and I will be able to go back soon."

Lu Qiaoqiao asked weakly: "Qingguang, An Ding... Are they alright?"

"It doesn't matter, they all have a contract with you, and they will stay in 'Honmaru' for a while, and will not be affected."

Changshi's extravagant palace where Fusangshen lives is actually just the 'shell' of Honmaru, hidden in Lu Qiaoqiao's shadow, the abyss where countless swords and souls are connected to her soul is the real Honmaru. look like.

Even Mikazuki Munechi, who is one of the Five Swordsmen under heaven, could not bear the resentment at the bottom of the abyss. Apart from Lu Qiaoqiao himself, only Tsurumaru Kuninaga could come and go freely in the 'Honmaru'.

There was a low sound of the wind, and the already dim light in the Ghost Dao became dimmer, and the fog suddenly thickened.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stopped in his footsteps, a little surprised: "Kiryu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain fell from the sky.Wherever the raindrops fell, mist rose up, and in a short period of time, the white mist quickly filled the space.

"Tsurumaru, no, Mr. Tsurunosuke, you... have faded."

The thin layer of camouflage on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body quickly began to melt under the washing of the raindrops, but within a short while, he was showing his black true face here and there.

Fu Sangshen, who was in black and white, chuckled.

"Ah, I was seen by you, and I wanted to last for a while."

"I used to think that black is also good...but now I think that white is better."

He stepped on the rainwater and walked to a dead tree by the side of the road, then sat down, lifted the haori, stuffed the girl into his arms, and put on the hat again.

"...(⊙⊙) are you not leaving?"

"Well," Tsurumaru Kunianaga folded his hands, and his wide sleeves covered all the raindrops, "The fog and rain in the ghost world is a very troublesome thing. It is said that it is the tears of ghosts, which will erode the lives of living people."

"The fog that obscures the ghost path will also affect the direction of the road. If you walk into the fog, you will easily get lost in the ghost path forever."

"Don't worry though, it'll go away in a while."

Lu Qiaoqiao responded vaguely, then fell silent again.

The girl curled up, sitting in Fu Sangshen's arms, with her head resting on his neck, the warm feathers covering her body, Fu Sangshen embraced her with his arms, and when she didn't speak, he was also quiet Accompanied by him, in the white mist, there is only the sound of rain.

After a while, Lu Qiaoqiao said weakly, "I'm sorry..."

"Owner?"

Lu Qiaoqiao said sincerely: "I shouldn't have acted rashly, putting Qingguang and An Ding in danger."

"...Eh? I'm so scared, are you reflecting on yourself? Indeed, you agreed to us, just to inquire about the news, but you did it secretly."

Lu Qiaoqiao listened to the training with her head bowed, not daring to refute a word.

After a long time, she said sullenly: "...Because, I don't want them to lose their family members."

This 'they' naturally refers to the swords of Awataguchi.

Lu Qiaoqiao said in a very low voice, "I know how it feels to lose a loved one."

Although in fact, she didn't 'lose' her family, but was abandoned.

"It won't happen next time," Lu Qiaoqiao said honestly, "When Qingguang and Mr. Anding wake up, I will apologize to them, and I will never let everyone take risks again."

While speaking, she raised her head, but saw an extremely distorted face.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga grinned, closed one eye, and blinked at her frequently with the other.

"Ah!" Lu Qiaoqiao was startled and almost jumped up.

"Hahaha." Fu Sangshen laughed loudly, "Are you scared? Ahhh, sorry, sorry."

"Hey, your expression is very good now." The handsome young man smiled slightly, he raised his hand, and gently stroked the girl's hair, "To be honest, when you came out of the pill , I was taken aback by the situation in front of me—it was a tragic battle situation. You actually attracted people from the six sects of Taoism without making a sound."

"However, shock is a necessary thing in life. Without these unpredictable things you bring, my heart will die."

He gently stroked the girl's cheek: "Please do your best to scare me, no matter what the situation is, what kind of enemy, I will definitely...bring you victory."

He put down his hand, Fu Sangshen smiled, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, stood up holding her, and put his other hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Oh, something unexpected, is this coming?"

As soon as the words fell, the fog in front of them dispersed slightly, and in the thick fog, a figure was walking towards them.