[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

【Old man】On crime

She is... a sinner?

Lu Qiaoqiao looked bewildered.

In short, no matter what, she is in crisis again, which can't be wrong.

——Danger from wandering Fusangshen.

To make matters worse, she can't use her spiritual power yet.

"Mr. Sanriyue," Lu Qiaoqiao struggled to make a vague voice, "Please let me go, I have something to say..."

In this short period of time, Sanri Yue Zongjin's changes were astonishing. His plump body seemed to be leaking air, and quickly thinned down until he was skinny. His body was covered by a wide hunting coat, like a piece of dead wood.

The shape is broken and the bone is erected, decayed and old.

Even so, his eyes were still shining brightly.

"Do you want to defend yourself, sir." He let go of the hand covering Lu Qiaoqiao's lips, but did not let go of her wrist.

"Although I also want to hear what reason you will give, but time is running out..." He said lightly, and then he raised his hand, as if twisting a silk thread, holding Lu Qiaoqiao's heart Air.

Gently pull——

A ray of black spiritual power was surging, and Fu Sangshen "pulled" it out of Lu Qiaoqiao's heart.

Then came more black spiritual power, strands and layers, like a huge cocoon, wrapping Lu Qiaoqiao tightly.The flowing mantra is faintly visible.

Seeing such things being ripped out of her body with her own eyes, Lu Qiaoqiao was very surprised.

"what is this?"

"This is exactly what traps you, my lord." The crooked Sanriyue Zongjin chuckled, "The government's Anshenxiang is very special. The source of its power is the spiritual power of the God-inspector himself. You The more dark aura that is contaminated on the body, the stronger the restraint will be."

"Even I am surprised, the 'sin' on your body can dye the curse line into such a pure black."

"Your valet is also a fallen Fusangshen, although I am also curious as to what keeps him loyal to you."

Sanri Yuezong let go of his hand, and stared down at the girl: "Now, how do you plan to defend yourself?"

Lu Qiaoqiao: "..."

This question is too difficult, she can't do it.

"Okay," Lu Qiaoqiao gave up the excuse, "Then, can you please tell me what happened to Mr. Tsurumaru?"

"Are you worried about him, God judge?" Mikazuki Munechi raised his sleeves to cover the chuckle at the corner of his mouth, "Please rest assured, the current me is not capable of doing anything to that Tsurumaru Kuninaga. "

"Now that I have answered your doubts, please come with me now."

Three days, Yue Zong was dragging the girl, but Lu Qiaoqiao stood still, motionless.

"No matter how powerful you are as a god judge, you can't resist before the spell expires." Fu Sangshen sighed softly, as if advising, "Why do you have to resist so uselessly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint flame suddenly burst out between the fingers of the hand that was holding Lu Qiaoqiao's wrist.

It was black, extremely light in texture, and extremely tiny, not even as good as the fireworks lit by a match, but it swallowed Fu Sangshen's palm in an instant, Sanri Yue Zongjin let go of his hand immediately, but the flames were like maggots attached to the bones, chasing after him extremely greedily. Follow him.

"Yehuo?" Fu Sangshen's expression finally showed a hint of emotion.

As soon as the force holding her loosened, Lu Qiaoqiao immediately shook off Fu Sangshen's palm, turned around and ran away.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sanriyue," Lu Qiaoqiao said loudly, "I have other things to do. I can't stay here."

California Qingguang and Yamato Shou'an are still sleeping in the abyss, waiting for her to release them.

Other swords are still waiting for their return in this world.

And the Shin-71 Honmaru that Akashi National Bank and the others are concerned about...

In this short period of time.The white mist had spread like clouds, so Lu Qiaoqiao could only run towards the torii gate based on her memory.

"Tsuramaru!" While running, she called Tsurumaru Kuninaga's name loudly, trying to find the lost Fusangshen.

No one answered.

Lu Qiaoqiao's heart rose.

She still remembered that Fu Sangshen once said that this is a ghost town.

Ghost Domain, the residence of ghosts, that Mikazuki Sokami was so weak that he could barely maintain his body, but he was still able to use the power of Ghost Domain to successfully confuse Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Lu Qiaoqiao herself has such a special existence - Honmaru in her shadow.

In the opponent's field, they don't have much advantage.

Tsurumaru-san... don't let anything happen to you.

……

…………

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is naturally fine.

In fact, he was only mesmerized for a brief moment.

When the fog became thicker, he immediately felt something was wrong.

Illusion?

"Master, please be careful—"

Fu Sangshen clenched his hand tightly, but felt that his palm was empty.

There is no shadow of Lu Qiaoqiao around.

Fu Sangshen was shocked, his hair turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, blood-like red appeared in his eyes, and the strong murderous aura almost turned into substance.

He pulled out the knife, and in an instant the air vibrated, and the knife's energy was like a gust of wind, cutting the white mist longitudinally.

The mist surged, and in the vast expanse, an indistinct figure emerged from behind the mist.

"Ah." The man let out a low cry of surprise.Listening to the tone, it wasn't Lu Qiaoqiao.

Fu Sangshen immediately slashed at him with a knife, and there was a crisp impact sound, and a short knife stretched out, blocking Fu Sangshen's menacing blade.

The fog lifted.

"Hey, it's you."

Standing in front of Fu Sangshen was a young man.He was dressed in a military uniform, and his purple eyes were like jewels filled with mist.

Holding a short knife in his hand, the young man could barely hold Tsurumaru Kuninaga's blade, but he still smiled: "It's so dangerous, I was almost cut in half by you, Tsurumaru-sama."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga finally woke up a little bit, he frowned slightly, a little surprised: "Yakuken...Toshiro?"

"It's down."

"I didn't expect to see you on this ghost road," the young man jumped back, out of the attack range of the sword, he easily flicked his wrist: "As you can see, I am Yaken Toshiro, whom Master Yoshimitsu said I made a dagger, um... so, do you have any troubles, who is Tsurumaru-sama from Honmaru?"

"Ghost way?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked around, and sure enough, he was no longer in that treacherous Honmaru. The peculiar, dim light of the ghost way was draped in the mist, and a dead tree stretched its branches. , like the sharp claws of a ghost stretching out to the sky.

It was the place where he took Lu Qiaoqiao to hide from the fog and rain.

He actually returned to the original place.

I also met the same sword Fusangshen...Yakuken Toshiro.

The boy suddenly pulled out the knife again: "Hey, it's really scary, suddenly exuding a murderous aura."

"Do you want to kill me, Tsurumaru-sama?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the handle of the knife tightly: "Are you the wandering fusangshen?"

His tone was almost rude, but Yaken Toshiro remained calm: "Yes."

"But I'm not one of those dark fellas." He said with a smile.

"You live in the ghost world?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked.

This question caused the boy to be silent for a while before answering as usual: "That's right."

Before meeting Lu Qiaoqiao, Tsurumaru Kuninaga himself was also a wandering fusangshen. He naturally understood that this was an extremely sharp question-their swords and swords fusangshen were different from ordinary monsters. It's true, God.

Even he, the original knife reduced to the abyss, wandering in the cracks of time and space, still seldom step into the ghost realm.

Because the ghost realm is not the dwelling place of the living.Those who are here are all guys who are about to decay, such as that crescent moon Zongjin.

Fu Sangshen, who will live in the ghost world for a long time... has nowhere to go.

However, he doesn't care about whether this will anger Yaken Toshiro in front of him, because he urgently needs to know——

"Answer me a question," Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked, "Have you ever seen... a Honmaru near here?"

That's right, he is now sure that that ghost is a Honmaru!

"Honmaru?"

Yaken Toshiro had a strange expression.

Before he could speak, a voice came from not far away.

"Honmaru who has become a ghost? It sounds very interesting."

A blond young man walked out of the mist. He was wearing a coat and strolling leisurely in this treacherous space.

"Hey," the young man smiled, his tone was gentle, but it made people feel bad for no reason: "If you think about it carefully, I seem to have seen that ghost."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly became excited.

"Mr. Hikiri."

The boy called out his name: "Why are you here?"

"I was walking," the blond young man stood beside Yaken Toshiro, "I came here before I knew it."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "Hey, he's a junior from the Wutiao family. What's the matter? You've been looking at me with scary eyes."

"Genji knife?"

Tsurumaru Kunei asked.

"It's really rude." Mustache folded his coat, "at least call me senior."

"This really... scared me. I never thought that there would be so many wandering fusangshen in this ghost world," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, "It's still the famous Higakiri."

"Blade of the White Crane, haven't you also dyed your wings black, wandering in a panic in the ghost way?"

As soon as the words fell, the fierce murderous aura almost turned into reality, he cut his mustache and tilted his head to avoid a wisp of knife aura coming towards him: "Oh, are you angry?"

"I'm sorry," Tsurumaru Kuninaga held the handle of the knife tightly, "I'm not in the mood to joke right now."

He took a step forward and asked: "You have seen that ghost, do you know anything?"

"Well, I'm getting older, and my memory is a little unclear."

"Higakiri-sama," even Yaken Toshiro sighed now, "Stop teasing Tsurumaru-sama, your joke is too far."

"Ah, is that so?" Higakiri said perfunctorily in a relaxed tone.

In the awkward and tense atmosphere, Tsurumaru Kuninaga took the lead in letting go of the handle holding the knife, and apologized to Yaken Toshiro: "I'm very sorry, Yaken-kun, I almost hurt you just now."

Yaken Toshiro was taken aback: "Don't worry, Tsurumaru-sama."

Then Tsurumaru Kuninaga bowed deeply to Higakiri.A straight bow.

"Senior," Bai He lowered his high head, "Please forgive my rudeness."

"Because of my mistake, my master...was trapped by ghosts." Fu Sangshen said in a low voice, "Although she has strong spiritual power, her current condition is not good."

"A fog and rain just fell in the ghost path, and the space is disordered. I can't find that ghost creature."

Although Tsurumaru Kuninaga can also choose to return to the present world and notify his companions, will Lu Qiaoqiao be in danger during this period of time?

"So..." He lowered his head even more, "Please tell me about that ghost."

There is only silence in the air.

After a while, Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt a pat on the shoulder.

When he straightened up, he saw Mustache standing in front of him with his chin propped, staring at him thoughtfully.

Under the watchful eyes of Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Yaken Toshiro, the blond young man suddenly raised his hand and pinched his own cheek.

"A junior from the Wutiao family," he kneaded his face and tried to open his eyes wide, "Is the master of your Meng family a girl who often puts on this '(⊙_⊙)' expression?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "...?!"

"Could it be that girl?" Yaoken Fujishiro suddenly realized, "So that's the case, no wonder, since we met, I felt that Tsurumaru-sama's spiritual power is somewhat familiar."

The young man showed a surprised expression, "With the strength of that adult, will he be trapped by ghosts?"

"You know my master?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was really frightened now.

"Hey," Higakiri let go of his hand and smiled: "It seems that we have never been mentioned by the lord of the gods..."