[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

Cold fingertips brushed the tip of her nose.

Lu Qiaoqiao blinked her eyes, she looked at the young man standing in front of her in a daze, and after a few seconds, she murmured: "Little, Karasuma... my lord?"

"Yeah." The young man responded briskly, "I'm here."

"Little Karasuma?" Kakashi Kiyomitsu's body was a little unstable due to emotional agitation, "That little Karasuma? The legendary...a sword that is older than the crescent moon, the incarnation of the Yata Yata Yata Yata Yata, one of the world's samurai swords father?"

"Huh~"

A light smile escaped Fu Sangshen's lips. He clearly had the face of a young man, but his gaze had a subtle 'love'. He stared at California Qingguang, and said casually, "It's just for the father."

"...You, you really call yourself a father!"

"It's okay, Fu Sangshen at your age. You can also call me Gaozu."

His posture was too leisurely, as if he was in an afternoon, holding a teacup, chatting with the 'junior' he called.

"Hmph," Huai sneered after watching coldly for a while, "It's still really leisurely."

"Are you the legendary father of the world's samurai sword? I was negligent. I didn't expect to break the box and let you go."

"But do you think that you alone can turn the situation around?"

"It's a waste of time," he said coldly, "but they will be crushed together."

His sneer echoed in mid-air, and his heart felt dark.

That's right, even if it's Karasuma, what can I do?Although it is a famous sword that is older than Sanri Yuezong, it will not surpass them by much in terms of strength.

He alone can't kill Huai at all.

Fu Sangshen, who looked like a teenager, seemed unmoved at all, with that half-smile expression still on his lips, as if Huai's sarcasm hadn't left a trace in his heart.

He just lowered his eyes slightly, staring at Lu Qiaoqiao, slowly stretched out his hand, and touched her cheek with his fingertips.

"It's so embarrassing..." The young man seemed to be sighing softly, "That's why I can't bear to scold you at this moment."

"Small, Karasuma-sama..."

"Hush." ​​He held up a finger in a gesture of silencing, stroked the fingertip on Lu Qiaoqiao's cheek, and pressed it lightly on the corner of her mouth.

A drop of blood slipped from the corner of the girl's lips and was caught by Fu Sangshen.

"'By my side'—that is, in the box," he opened his mouth, smiled, and hooked the rolling blood on his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, "I waited in that box for a long time, but you forgot As agreed, I have no choice but to take the initiative."

He swallowed Lu Qiaoqiao's blood.

At this moment, scorching divine power quickly poured into the girl's body, Lu Qiaoqiao's expression relaxed, and she suddenly felt that the pressure on her body seemed to be a little lighter.

"Ah...Although I still need you to swallow my blood, at this moment, an incomplete contract is enough," the boyish Fu Sangshen said with a chuckle, and put his hand on Lu Qiaoqiao's eyebrows, "Wait until It's over here, let you taste it to your heart's content, my sweet blood."

The spiritual power escaping from Lu Qiaoqiao's body naturally split into one, and the Fusangshen surrounding the girl watched helplessly as Karasuma touched her face, swallowed blood beads, and signed... half of the blood contract .

"Little Karasuma Hall," Yiqi Yizheng said, "At this time, I will make a contract with Jun Ji... What do you want to do?"

"Of course it's to guide you unprogressive juniors." Little Karasuma chuckled, and he seemed to shake his head emotionally, with a look of hating iron but not steel, "Then...you are willing to offer it to the lord." Everything?"

"What," Kai Qingguang said against the growing pressure, "Even if you are the father of the samurai sword in the world, you can't question my love for the master!"

"The little fox is willing to give everything to the master."

"Master is the second existence after Okita-kun that I swear to protect."

"These guys can even blow up the kitchen... If I don't take care of them, I really don't worry."

Karasuma raised the corners of her lips slightly: "I am very satisfied with this attitude as a father."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, straight - and poked it on Lu Qiaoqiao's forehead.

The moment his fingertips touched the skin, Lu Qiaoqiao felt as if a large amount of information had been poured into her mind. The scene in front of her seemed to have a phantom, and the sound of Xiao Karasuma falling into her ears seemed to be covered by a mask. layer of mist:

"Then, with such determination, let's become her strength."

She felt a sudden lightness in her body, and all her limbs seemed to be immersed in the warm water.

Fu Sangshen who surrounded her seemed to be startled at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the California Qingguang in divine attire spread out like a mist, covering Lu Qiaoqiao's body like a layer of gauze.

"Master Little Karasuma!" Lu Qiaoqiao said in surprise, and her voice was even louder: "This is..."

"Well," the young man's voice sounded like a spring breeze, "Using the body as a sheath to possess the body... Ah, although it is very similar to the technique of possessing the spirit, it is a real descendant performed by me. Oh, the art of God."

According to legend, only true priests can perform the divine art that allows the gods of the Izumo Kingdom to descend and possess themselves.

Dazzling white light exploded in front of Lu Qiaoqiao's eyes, and the Fusangshen in divine attire, one after another, turned into spots of light and merged into her body.

"Master." Before her eyes, a deep blue fell.

Sanri Yuezong opened his arms and gently hugged the girl.

"Haha, I didn't expect that one day, I would rely on you."

"However," he said softly, "If you want to swallow all my strength, it is also possible... Hahaha."

Before he finished speaking, the black and red sleeves flicked, and Karasuma reached out his hand, as if 'pushing' Mikazuki Zongjin, and 'pushed' Fu Sangshen into Lu Qiaoqiao's body without hesitation.

"What are you talking about? This is a technique I performed with my own hands. How can it be compared to someone who can steal divine power?"

While speaking, he raised his hand and caught a thrown long spear with his bare hands without turning his head back.

"Oh, it's the hand stick...Because I am the ancestor of the sword, so I chose the long spear as the weapon?" He turned around, looked at Huai in mid-air, and said in a mocking tone, "It is possible to control the regent at the same time. , have the spare strength to attack, and indeed have some abilities."

In mid-air, Huai's eyes seemed to be able to shoot knives, and his clothes were covered with blood, and when he opened his mouth, the blood foam slid down the corner of his mouth: "Little Karasuma, do you think these fusangshen are attached to her body?" , can you compete with me?"

"Don't forget, I have gathered the power of hundreds of Fusangshen," Huai Gao said, "Even if her sword is willing to squeeze all my strength, she is far from my opponent."

Fu Sangshen, like a teenager, just smiled lightly.As if mocking:

"Oh?"

Ever since he appeared, the spot of light that has been floating - the aura slowly rising from the wreckage of thousands of swords, condensed and swirled, and gathered around Lu Qiaoqiao.

Lu Qiaoqiao murmured: "This is..."

"Well," Karasuma said softly, "As you imagined, this is the sword that was swallowed in the magic box, and the remaining divine power."

"It's so stupid!" Huai couldn't believe it, "This is the sword Fusangshen who complained and hated death! It's no different from Dark Fall, who wants to use his body to accommodate the soul of Dark Fall who has no contract?"

"Don't compare her to you." Xiao Karasuma mocked lightly, he stretched out his hand to Lu Qiaoqiao, and his tone became gentle again, "Can you stand up?"

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her hand and firmly grasped the boy's palm.

"Ok!"

She stood up.

Huai's body seemed to have been severely injured!His fingers snapped suddenly.

The Regent, who had been falling downwards, suddenly stopped his downward trend as if being supported by something.

"Hateful Fu Sangshen!" He murmured in pain like a curse, his body suddenly fell, bang, with a soft bang, the young man fell to the ground.

He shook off the blood on his fingertips with a wave of his hand, and the divine power surged in his palm, as if endless power gushed out of his body.

"The plan failed, are you going to make a last-ditch effort? Well, it's time to end all of this." Little Karasuma jumped up lightly and landed beside Lu Qiaoqiao.

He was shorter than Lu Qiaoqiao, but that didn't hinder him. He stretched out his hand from behind the girl, wrapped one hand around her waist, and supported her wrist with the other.

"Can you hold a knife?"

Lu Qiaoqiao nodded: "Yes, yes!"

"That's good," Fu Sangshen chuckled, "Then, relax, and leave the rest to me."

In Lu Qiaoqiao's hand, a sharp sword was condensed into shape following the young man's words. It was the real body of Karasuma!

At the same time, the youthful fusangshen gradually faded away.

"Go," Lu Qiaoqiao heard his voice in her ear, and smiled slightly, "My sharpness will bring you victory."

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head, and in her ears, she heard Huai's roar.

The young man's body seemed to be a cocoon wrapped in divine power, rushing towards her.

Time seems to have become extremely slow.

Lu Qiaoqiao watched Huai step and run, and raised her hand, the divine power surged in her palm, condensing into the shape of a sword.

It was a striking knife with a sharp blade and a bright red handle.

Lu Qiaoqiao watched the young man rushing over, and felt unprecedented peace in her heart.

This person killed Qian Feng, then disguised himself as Qian Feng, and devoured her Honmaru's sword.

Secretly changed the magic box, locked the injured Fu Sangshen into the darkness, and took away their vitality.

The wreckage of swords scattered under this pedestal are Fusangshen who died in his hands.

She clenched the little Karasuma in her hand.

When Huai rushed over, almost at the same time, she and the young man waved the knife in their hands.

There was a huge sound, like thunder, trembling, roaring in the darkness.

The two forces collided together, setting off a raging wave like a storm, and the fragments of the sword were torn and crushed like paper scraps in the waves.

Then all noises stopped.

Lu Qiaoqiao's sight was filled with swirling light spots, and she opened her eyes without blinking.Gradually, the dazzling light dissipated, and she finally saw the scene in front of her clearly.

Huai stood in front of her, he raised his hand high, the knife in his hand was shining brightly.

But for some reason, it never fell.

Karasuma cut into the young man's chest, and blood dripped down the blade. This time, there will be no magic box to provide him with the 'life force' to repair the wound.

Bang Dang, the sword he held high in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into thousands of light spots.

Huai's lips twitched: "Ziqie, Hasebe... you... unexpectedly..."

"..."

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked at him in surprise. The breeze blown up by her spiritual power blows away the young man's hair, and the light spots like snow fall onto Huai's face one after another.

On Huai's burned face beyond recognition, she saw a pair of purple eyes.

- These are not Huai's eyes.

Someone inside this body, gentle, familiar... staring at her.

"You, you are?" Lu Qiaoqiao whispered like a dream.Before she finished speaking, the purple color in Huai's eyes slowly faded away, and his body, as if its skeleton had been taken out, was weakly soft.

At the same time, an intermittent memory fragment flooded into her mind like a tide.

……

…………

'Is it really possible?so……'

In the bone-piercing cold, the sound of candlesticks being cut sounded slightly worried.

Then came the voice - gentle, full of energy: 'I'm so good at it, I won't be noticed! '

Afterwards, thin spiritual power poured into his body like a warm trickle.

... Who is it?

so warm.

He opened his eyes slightly, and in his blurred vision, he saw a young girl.

She seemed to be drenched in the rain, with drops of water dripping from her hair, and she was talking to his companion with her head turned sideways. She didn't know what she was talking about, but she suddenly smiled.

Like spring cherry blossoms.

--"what!"

Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to wake up from a start, and looked at her own face in the "line of sight" in surprise.

She blinked, and looked around blankly, surrounded by pure darkness.Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him spun rapidly like a revolving lantern, and countless fragmentary pictures gradually flashed by.

She also encountered this kind of situation... in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's memory fragments.

Obviously, this time, what she saw was also the memory of a Fusangshen.

On a rainy day, the injured Fusangshen.and her own face...

Lu Qiaoqiao put her hand on her forehead, this scene... She also remembered it.

That should have been when she met Candlestick Cut Guangzhong and the others for the first time in Houxi Mountain. At that time, she had not yet signed a contract with the Fusangshen, and when she first met, they looked like they were in a mess.

Among the group of fusangshen, the one who was injured the most... His name overlapped with Huai's last uttered:

Press and cut the long valley.