Several large swords are the most corroded, Taro Taidao is followed by Jiro Taidao, then Ishikirimaru, and finally Hotaru Maru.

Before I knew it, the night passed.

Originally, Yaki Hasebe and others wanted to say that the judge could rest first, but is Lin Jinghong the kind of obedient person?

Of course not, it’s nothing if you don’t sleep for one night, the most important thing is to get your money in one go.

Who is impatient to run here every day, hurry up and finish it so that you can go out and continue the waves!

After the Odachi has been maintained, the next is the Taidao, and the leader is Mikami Tsukimune.

Not really hahahaha.

Sanri Yuezong looked at the girl's meticulous movements, although there were some differences, but after being carefully polished, the movements of being gently wiped were very gentle.

But Lin Jinghong was a little puzzled. This March and April was very rusted. I didn't pay attention to the blade before. After grinding off the rust, I could see it. All of them were small gaps, which rarely appeared on the blade of Taidao. The gaps are so dense, and the Lord has never let them play. Generally speaking, it is impossible to have such a situation except for the damage caused by rust. So is it caused by the original pill before the dark fall?

"Is there any problem?" Sanri Yuezong looked at the god judge playing with his blade, his fingers kept running across the defect, and he had some doubts.

Care about a damaged knife?

"Ah, it's nothing." Master shook his head when he heard the words, returned the saber to Sanri Yuezong, and waited for the next one.

It took a day and a night to maintain all the swords and swords. After calculation, 37 swords were damaged and needed to be repaired.

However, resources do not seem to be sufficient.

Among them, the tortoise shell Zhenzong is only one step away from the broken knife.

Really annoying.

So after eating, Grandpa changed his clothes, and then left.

Early the next morning, Yaki Hasebe saw another blood-soaked judge.

Pressed and cut Hasebe:...

What the hell is this fucking feeling?

Grandpa put away the resources, and then asked Hasebe, who was cutting and cutting, to repair the thirty or so damaged swords in the repair room according to the degree of severity, and then Grandpa washed and went to sleep.

The Fusangshen who have fallen in the dark are not so easy to heal, right?

However, being able to be polished and maintained by oneself is indeed a very comfortable thing for swordsmen.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe looked at Chengshan's resources and was a little ashamed: "Where did you get so many resources? Did you buy them?"

But do you need to come back with a whole body of blood to go to Wanwu?

So the next day, Yaki Hasebe wanted to talk to the God Judge about the follow-up mission, but...

Not even a hair in sight.

The breakfast was cold, and the interrogator didn't move at all. Is he too tired?

System: She went out to roam.

It has to be said that almost all the Fu Sangshen were quite distressed by the fact that they could not find the judge. It was not until Lin Jinghong came to give them routine maintenance a month later that everyone was able to see the judge again. God.

Holding the body of Sanriyue, I checked the blade, and I have to say that the repair room is still very good, the gap is not visible at all, and it is not worn off, but filled.

Interesting stuff.

The master handed the prepared guard and pole to Sanriyue Zongjin: "Take it, and let me know if the guard is broken."

Sanri Yuezong approached him, nodded and said, "But how should I notify you, I haven't seen you coming downstairs yet."

Grandpa: ...These three days and months have been humbly resigning to Grandpa, what the fuck, how are you used to it!

"Ah, is it? I've been busy going out recently, but I didn't expect you to pay attention to my movements. I'm talking about this matter tomorrow. You go back and discuss it, and push a contact person to manage things. I'm not good at handling chores." Master thought I want to talk about it.

Sanri Yuezong nearly agreed.

This time it was just a routine maintenance, and it didn't take much time. After I sent out the guards who had completed the preparations, I was even able to sleep. On the second day, in the Japanese room, I saw all the Fusangshen After that, I suddenly felt a little irritable.

There are too many men, and I feel really anxious.

With a blank face, he went to the upper seat and sat down, and asked what was the matter.

After all, I really don't know what these fusangshen want to do.

As a result, it was the task for Yaken Toshiro to open his mouth.

Master thought about it, the first few maps were almost cleaned up by him, so it doesn't matter if they are allowed to go, after all, the highest level of this group of fallen Fusangshen is only 56, and the lowest is only level 1.

"Assign it yourself, I will follow you, but don't force it. The level of the retrograde army in these maps is around 60. It is best to have a high-level one with a low-level one, and the level should not be too low." Master thought. I want to say: "Come out with me tomorrow, you can discuss the formation by yourself tonight."

After speaking, Grandpa got up and went back to the room.

System: I'm kind of looking forward to the expressions of Fu Sangshen being refreshed tomorrow.

The system is ready to take screenshots as emoticons, smile.

So the next day, when everyone looked at the fully armed god judge, they couldn't react.

The six players who played this time are: Mikazuki Sokami, Hotaru, Yiqi Yizhen, Yan Rong, Yaken Toshiro and Gukuu Toshiro.

Grandpa watched from the side, Yingwan's level was the highest among the six at level 54, while Karawa was the lowest at level 12.

The battlefield here has already been cleaned up in the early morning, so there shouldn't be any major problems...

Then the next second, Grandpa was slapped in the face, and ran out of the [first team] ← important point, the first team checked for non-violation, a total of six.

This is the rhythm of breaking all the swords.

Master just drew the knife, do you know how many resources are needed for repair?Amulets are expensive.

So, when the whole team of swordsmen was about to fight desperately against Jian Feiwei, Lin Jinghong stood in front of them and directly chopped up a group of Jian Feiwei.

If Zhang Gubu was here, he would know why Lin Jinghong's clothes were dripping with blood every time.

Taidao is recognized as a murder weapon with the ability to cut people in half, and what Lin Jinghong likes to do most is to cut people, probably because he has read too many zombie novels, he likes to behead, cut people in half from the middle of the head Half, if there are many people and facing a siege, he will change to a horizontal slash, and cut several people's necks with one knife.

The degree of blood splatter...

Well, you can watch the movie version of Fu Jiang as a reference.

In the end, the few Fu Sangshen were dumbfounded and looked at Lin Jinghong slashing people the whole time.

The left-handed Taidao and the right-handed Taidao, the two-handed sword is not as smooth as Lin Jinghong's.

Mikazuki Zongjin: Wow, it looks like there are eyes on the back of the God Judge.

"Follow, don't walk too far apart, a group of three." Master looked at the three people near Sanri Yuezong and said, "Be careful behind your back."

Master led these dogs, and managed to bring them all to level 65, and even the magma to level 40, all night long.

On the way back, the master said to Yaoken Fujishiro: "Tomorrow, I will arrange a team. I will take you to get your level up this month first, so that the next tasks can be done."

"Yes, general." Yaken Toshiro nodded in agreement.

No matter whether he fell in the dark or not, Yakuken Toshiro is very reliable.

However, the master doesn't want to have a good relationship with them. The fate of the dark Fusangshen is usually not very good, and giving them hope of survival is just torture.

One Honmaru is still enough to give me a headache. If I leave this world, what to do with Honmaru's sword has always been a headache for my grandfather.

Why can't I just be a handsome scum, caring about his life and death, and still feel pity after going through so much, I find it funny.

Gotta get it under control.

Why don't you just switch back to Candle Dragon's shell?

But they are just swords, if they are broken, they will be broken. Anyway, the body is still there, and they will be reborn.

Over and over again, right?

The knife that my grandfather worked so hard to forge...

Why is it even more reluctant to think of Dao Xingye.

Fuck your collectors.

After returning to the room, Lin Jinghong lay down on the tatami and scratched the floor in a tangled state.

But hunger took over, just below the candlestick Qie Guangzhong yelled, asking Lin Jinghong if he wanted to eat.

After thinking about it, Lin Jinghong ordered a separate one. She was not interested in eating with them. She ate next door, put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and planned to go back to the house, but as soon as she went out, she ran into Sanriyue Zongjin.

"Do you want tea in the main hall?" Sanri Yuezong asked with a smile.

Grandpa looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin with a smile on his face, how should I put it, this guy finally felt a little familiar to Grandpa, so he nodded.

Grandpa: ...Why the hell did Grandpa nod his head!I don't want to have a good relationship with you!

"The Honmaru in the main hall also has another Mikazuki Zongjin?" Mikazuki asked.

"Yeah." Grandpa nodded, took a sip of tea, it was a bit astringent, yes, no matter how good the tea rationed by the government is, these dark fusangshen can't enter Wanwu, so naturally they can't buy good tea.

Grandpa put down the teacup and didn't want to drink anymore.

"Does the main hall like that Sanriyue?" Sanriyue Zongjin tilted his head slightly, looking at Lin Jinghong and asked.

"I like it. It's a knife I forged with my own hands." Grandpa nodded. As a knife, Sanri Yuezongjin is impeccable in both shape and sharpness, but it is not suitable for Grandpa because it is a bit short.

"It's really lucky." Sanri Yuezong looked at the night sky and said: "My former master also said that he liked me, and he kept sending me to fight, and kept forging knives, breaking all the knives, leaving only Sanri Yuezong. , forged a lot of three-day moon Zongjin."

The master chuckled and said coldly: "Love itself is a superficial emotion, just like I like a teacup, I like to drink tea from it, but that is a liking for a vessel, but once the vessel has Humans, because of this change, will change together with their emotions. If the human form of the utensil is cute and beautiful, they will naturally like it more, maybe even more than liking the utensil, and treat it as a human being. I like it, but at the same time, I feel that the other party is a vessel. If it is broken, I can buy another one. It is something that can be replenished at any time, so I no longer cherish it, and forget it. There is only the joy of the only moment, but what can I do? Simple Where does the utensil know, the human heart is the most untrustworthy thing..."

The author has something to say: the third update.Kill one Gagen, there are 10 more

Your mine offensive is too fierce, how much do you like swords.

Let me tell you, there will be no more updates tomorrow.

Alright, the author is exhausted, he is going to die for a while, don't bother me.

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