[Comprehensive] Lord has passed through

The fallen Fusangshen will be kept because they have not been transformed into enemy swords by the retrograde army.

And the government still wants to 'use waste'.

Lin Jinghong was not the only one who was conscripted. All of these conscripted god judges have a characteristic, that is, they all have a full set of knives, they have opened a whole map, and there is no record of malicious knives. The initial knives are still alive, and all short knives Polarized, the sword has the ability to get the job done.

The Honwan that accepts this dark fall will not be merged into the original Honmaru, and the God Judge still holds the original Honmaru, but at least two-thirds of the time must stay at the Dark Fallen Honmaru every month to provide spiritual support. Do your best to maintain the human form of these Anqiu Fusangshen, and then enlist the Anqiu Fusangshen to complete the task.

Every time a task is completed, the god judge can get extremely rich resources and Jiazhou gold as rewards.

However, the Government of Time requires that all the judges must disguise their appearance when they come to receive the dark Honmaru, and they cannot reveal their real faces or tell their real names.

After Lin Jinghong read the detailed information, he left the demon knives behind and only brought the fifteen knives.

After all, as a god-inspector who is a bit overprotective, she wants to make sure that no one will attack her Honmaru's sword during her absence, so she leaves the demon swords behind and is responsible for protecting the sword and maintaining daily operations.

No way, who let her smell the conspiracy behind this mission.

She doesn't want the whole knife tent that she has forged so hard to be taken away by someone when she is not around.

Thinking about it makes me very upset.

Instructed Kannazuki to let the inner demons report at any time, leaving the dawn because his power of purifying demons can prevent the sword from falling in the dark.

Although it would be more beneficial to bring them along, Grandpa thinks that would be too dangerous for Honmaru, and Grandpa hasn't let go of his hands and feet for a long time.

Fifteen knives, no matter how powerful I am, it is impossible to use fifteen knives at once. In fact, these are three sets of replacement knives.

One big sword, one big sword, one wakizasa, one short sword, plus one dagger, five sets.

The other two sets are spares. For example, if you accidentally break it during a battle, you can take out a substitute at any time.

So only one of them is really used.

In order to call them conveniently, the master had no choice but to give these fifteen knives names, but there was no way, why did Hotaru and the others keep asking them.

Well, as always flipping through the calendars made.

It's not my fault, who told me that I am Yue Jianlian's daughter, he likes to follow the month, so I follow him to look through the calendar.

After thinking about it, he put on the Hera shell that he used to go to Wanwu before.

Is it a disguise required by the government?

System: She wore a tulle dress with a golden snake coiled around her chest and waist, outlining a graceful curve. She looked elegant and pure, with a bit of coquettish beauty that couldn't be concealed, and her slightly contradictory temperament was even more attractive to the eye. .

Grandpa: Hehe.

Shut up the system, I don't need your explanation.

System: It's boring.

Grandpa: If you are bored, go watch a soap opera, don't disturb Grandpa.

System: ... oh

Passing through Wanwuli, the government's special passage for the judges, I arrived at this dark Honmaru.

Should it be said that it is the location of the Dark Falling Fusangshen?Compared with the lush Honmaru of my grandfather, this place is as desolate as if it has experienced a drought.

Not a single blade of grass grew, and even the few cherry blossom trees in the courtyard were dead.

Gee.

Walking into the courtyard step by step, the grass, trees and land revived following Lin Jinghong's footsteps, and the power of the gods spread out, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere, and it seemed that even the sky was a little brighter.

This kind of pure and powerful power has also been noticed by the fallen Fusangshen in this pill, and their appearance has also been watered by this power, and those demonized appearances have gradually returned to their original appearance. The appearance of the dark fall.

But even though the appearance has recovered, its dark essence has been distorted and thrown away. Although these fallen Fusangshen were surprised by the recovery of their appearance, after the surprise, they still looked at the nothingness with dark eyes and waited quietly. Looking at the judge who is about to come into sight.

After all, they know very well that they can live because the government of time still wants to use them, either cooperate with the god judge according to the government's arrangement, or force the knife to be broken. The government will not let these fusangshen be transformed into enemies by the retrograde army Knife, to add support to the enemy.

If you don't want to die, use your last value in exchange for a chance to live.

When it is really unusable, the government of the time will send people to destroy it directly.

After all, the bodies of these Fusangshen are still in the hands of the Government of Time.

They don't have much choice. If they are completely demonized, they will lose their reason and ability to judge during the demonization.

After all, they don't even have the strength to leave this Honmaru alone.

Is there anything more pathetic than this.

Living is not easier than dying. After dying, one day you will be awakened, forget everything, and smile again to offer your loyalty to another god judge.

And most of the Fusangshen here would rather die out of their wits than be enslaved by the God Judge.

Even so, the swordsmen, who were ready to resist, never thought that the god judges they were assigned were not interested in playing the game of taming at all, and they had made up their minds to wave their attention from the beginning.

Ah, it's a tragedy that the brain hole is not in the same place, isn't it?

Lin Jinghong entered the room slowly, holding a mobile phone in his hand to send a message to Shui Wuyue. Although the government of the time forbids Fu Sangshen to contact all government news and information products, Shui Wuyue is not under the jurisdiction of the government. The sword pays the gods, and I have a system with its own wifi, so even if I am not in Honmaru, I can still get the news.

Even if the system ridicules me as a stupid parent who is worried about my child's first day of kindergarten, I still admit it.

Directly ignoring all Fu Sangshen, the master sent a message slowly while listening to the song, and walked to the room of the interrogator on the second floor by himself.

Fu Sangshen: ...

What is this for?Get off your horse?dismissive?

Sure enough, the god judge didn't have a good thing.

Just because they are Dark Falling Fusangshen, they refuse to even take a look at them.

Immediately, the favorability of Lin Jinghong, the new god judge, in their hearts directly changed from -0 to -99.

Grandpa: You - 999, Grandpa doesn't care.

Grandpa has his own Honmaru.

Why should I be touched by the favor of strangers? I'm not a white lotus, I'm just an ordinary Marysu.

Right, system?

System: Yes, yes, everything you say is right, don't disturb the system to watch romance dramas.

Grandpa: ...

Believe it or not, I will spoil your face every minute.

System: Oh, you also watch romance dramas.

Master: I don’t want to watch it, but as long as you tell me the name of the show, I can check it on Baidu and spoil your face.

System: Believe it or not, this system cuts off your wifi.

Master: Letter_(:зゝ∠)_ Take your time, Master will not bother you.

System: Be good.

Father: These days, wifi is the father.

Grandpa looked through the tasks, and it turned out to be much more difficult than the daily routine in Grandpa Honmaru.

If daily life is normal, and non-violation is difficult, then the missions to be performed by Anqiu Fusangshen here are hell-level tasks, and occasionally there will be nightmare-level tasks released.

Usually, Tuitu is nothing more than a team-to-team confrontation, and the number is strictly controlled below six enemy troops.

There is no limit to the Dark Fallen Fusangshen, ranging from 10 to 30 people, and there are also those who directly single-handedly check the non-violating camp.

Simply sick.

It's no wonder that the retrograde army has more people than the government of the time, but they have been unable to bring down the government of the time. It turned out that they were using the dark fall Fusangshen to carry out a suicide attack.

Gee tut.

Grandpa found a set of silver-white fashion, decorated with fine scales, slim fit, easy to move without being too bloated, fastened the sash belt, buckled the strap, used to enlarge the sword, and hung the sword and Wakizaru on one side of the waist, The short knife is placed on the other side, and the dagger is fixed on the thigh and covered with the hem of the clothes.

After finishing the outfit, I plan to go to these places to explore first.

Anyway, the official mission will not start until a month later.

Anyway, I'm bored, and I'll go surfing first, but no one will recognize me.

So Grandpa went for a walk.

What... it's not that strong.

After shaking the blood on his hand, it was more turbid and viscous than ordinary people's blood, but it was still red after all.

In the final analysis, behind the retrograde army, people are also manipulating it.

Ah, I'm hungry, let's go back after eating, anyway, I don't think the group of fusangshen will leave me a meal.

He took out a stored grain and sent a message to Minazuki by the way, telling him what food Grandpa would eat when he went back, and then Grandpa went back to that dark Honmaru.

It's a joy to have no one to cling to, to wake up when you want, to eat what you want.

These 20 days have been nothing short of heaven.

After 20 days, the master returned to Honmaru, and of course, changed back to Chukong's appearance.

It was probably because of my spirited appearance that they breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was as usual, and there was nothing serious about it. After staying in the pill for ten days and playing with the depolarized big tiger of the five tigers for a few days, my father decided, Don't go back to Honmaru if you have nothing to do. Compared with the stable Honmaru, the dark Honmaru is what you should pay attention to. After all, there are too many uncontrollable factors.

Who knows what the government of the time will do when the Lord is not around.

Anyway, I have no confidence in this government.

Grandpa prefers to observe secretly, waiting for a black hand somewhere to show his tail, and then he draws his knife and slashes with it, and Grandpa will be happy.

So, with this kind of mentality, I completely ignored those Fu Sangshen who had fallen in the dark, and started the daily battle of human heads and dogs. Anyway, it is impossible for the government of the time to verify whether those tasks were done by Fu Sangshen, report It's all written by the master himself, and he can write whatever he wants.

In order to prevent the inspectors from discovering that I had tampered with, I also specially made a lottery box. Whoever was drawn, their names would be written on it to form a team and be the candidates for completing this mission.

In this way, the gods don't need to be exposed, and the Fusangshen can also 'complete' the task, everyone is happy, right?

Therefore, in the next two years, the master continued to collect kills on the battlefield, and the whole retrograde army was a free sparring partner, experimenting with tactics one after another, sword skills, whip skills, riding and shooting.

Grandpa had a great time.

The author has something to say: Did I update early, huh?

I can't write face-slapping plots, so you'd better not look forward to it too much.