Oda Nobunaga chooses the broken knife

"It is you."

Sihua Taidao knelt down in front of him, the girl in military uniform turned her head slightly, with a accustomed and impatient expression on her face.

The Devil King of the Sixth Heaven naturally doesn't have to have any doubts about everyone's submission.She lowered her eyes, but she was simply impatient with another familiar sword.

Then, Oda Nobunaga shook his hand like that, went to the forge and threw a bunch of resources into it, and watched the time show 320, and there was no leisure and elegance to speed up with a letter.She turned around, her military boots stepped on the stone surface and made a "da da da" sound, knocking on the heart of the sword, and then -

Oda Nobunaga slammed the door of the forging room and left on his own.

"..."

The swordsmen of the Toshiro family looked at each other blankly, confused by the master who never played cards according to common sense.

Then Yiqi put his hands on his knees, straightened up, and opened his arms to a group of little guys:

"Long time no see?" The handsome young man smiled, "Brothers, it's so nice to meet again."

Toshiro and his knives cheered, allowing themselves to forget their master for a second or two, jumping and excited, they all threw themselves into his brother's arms.

——To be able to meet in Honmaru, to be able to reunite after a long absence.

This is such a blessing that makes people cry.

***

When Oda Nobunaga went out, no one took him with him.

She walked out with her head held high, passing by Sosan Zuowen standing quietly under the cherry tree like a lady's picture, passing by the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada who was holding a quilt and hanging on the clothesline, passing by for some reason in the courtyard Yaken Toshiro and Kokiri Hasebe, who started to join hands, pushed open the door of Honmaru without looking sideways.

She didn't choose the trail that was still shrouded in fog and only opened map 1 when she came out.This guy who has absolute confidence in himself and the heroic spirit "Oda Nobunaga", this 15-year-old demon king, walked straight to the other side.

——A door that is always blocked by swords intentionally or unintentionally.

It looked like an izakaya, since there was a curtain hanging over the indistinct door.Oda Nobunaga tilted his head to ponder for a moment, ignored the panicked "Wait, Mr. Nobunaga——!!!" behind him, stretched out his hand, and directly pushed open the door with the words "Wanwu".

"..."

After a brief moment of light passed, Oda Nobunaga found himself standing in the noisy street.

She looked around, and immediately raised her eyebrows thoughtfully.

How to put it, it seems that she realized a little bit the reason why those swords tried their best to prevent her from going to Wanwu.

Although they never dared to do it too blatantly, they had to rack their brains to come up with other anecdotes to dispel her interest in Wan Wu when she showed a little interest.However, who is she, she is Oda Nobunaga.As far as the degree of willfulness is concerned, it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is "the best in the world".

Complacent in an inexplicable place, the Sixth Heaven Demon King patted the hem of the military uniform he was wearing, crossed his arms, and strolled the street proudly and with great interest.

"..."

"........."

"…………"

The whole street fell into a subtle silence.

What should I say?

In terms of housekeeping ability, in terms of boyfriend power, in terms of dog loyalty, and in terms of beauty value, the sword owned by Oda Nobunaga almost covers all of these aspects.

...So, on the entire street, familiar faces are almost everywhere.

I just said to my family's god judge, "Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Hideyoshi, Tokugawa Ieyasu, and General Tokugawa were all my masters. I was regarded as the sword of the world. , and you brought me to Wanwu because you want to show off and be served by me?" —— Zong San Zuowen who said such a line suddenly closed his mouth, staring at the man rubbing shoulders with himself. The girl who passed by had a gloomy expression.

Hasebe, who respectfully and respectfully helped his god-judgment carry the spoils from the shopping mall, reminded the god-judger in a low voice not to buy too much Yaken Toshiro, and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, who carefully picked out the ingredients that the god-judger liked to eat. ...

As if time stood still.For the first time, the words of their respective judges could not reach their ears.The heart was humming in the chest cavity, and the hands and feet did not obey their own consciousness, limp, unable to run to the master's side.

...Oda Nobunaga.

This is Oda Nobunaga! !

They stopped.The sleeping emotions, memories and longings, as well as resentment, are like a wave breaking a rock directly.Those who convinced themselves when they were just forged, those who tried to smile when facing the judge, and those who felt the temperature of touching their own blades when they entered their hands, all melted into the blank space of shock and happiness for a moment. .

Mr. Nobunaga...

Well, I'm lucky enough to see you again.

The surging emotions almost turned into tears, dripping shamefully from the eye sockets.

However, all of this was broken by the same culprit.

The girl with black hair and red eyes walked over without even looking at her.

"…………"

How,--

"..."

Ahhh.

They know.

It must have been met before.

Met, belonged to Oda Nobunaga, belonged to this Oda Nobunaga, "Pressed Kirito Hasebe", "Yakuken Toshiro", "Sosan Zuoji", "Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada".

Therefore, the rest of the swords can no longer enter the eyes of the devil.

How arrogant this guy is, didn't he already know it?

There was only the "one and only" one she identified, and the rest, no matter how exquisite, was just——

counterfeit.

"..."

Hey.

intense jealousy.

Which "self" is so lucky, hmph...hahahahahahaha! !I really want to see you.

See you at the martial arts arena.Or see you on the battlefield.It would be nice to accompany Mr. Nobunaga to Wanwu, in this case, maybe——

"Nobun, Mr. Nobunaga? Is it Mr. Nobunaga?"

There was a sword, and I couldn't help but stepped forward to talk.

Called by an unfamiliar voice, the girl with black hair and red eyes stopped in her tracks. ——She didn't know that just by this action, those silent, low-faced, and jealous swords had already deduced her Honmaru and the progress of advancing the map.

Oda Nobunaga didn't care about those counterfeit swords with the same human body as his own.She just raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, staring at the boy with a blue-purple high ponytail, her eyes fell from the amazake he knocked over in panic to the body around his waist, and then she smiled softly come out.

"Ah, I was still thinking about where you went," Oda Nobunaga said happily, "After leaving Honnoji, there will be a day of reunion, Yukimitsu."

The short sword named "Fudo Yukimitsu" and the handsome young man who died in the sea of ​​fire with Oda Nobunaga cried out in embarrassment.

"Woo... Nobunaga! It's really Nobunaga!" He bit his lips desperately, endured howling, and covered his face with a palm wet with alcohol, "I , I miss you so much—Master Nobunaga, it’s because I’m so useless, I’m a waste, if I had..."

The dagger that was once sung on the knee by the drunken demon king, even the whole body trembled from crying.

Tears wet the face flushed with alcohol, mixed with the blood that bit the corner of his mouth at some point, dripping down together.

but--

He used to love it so much that he gave it to the surname Mori Ranmaru with his own hands, but now, at this moment, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven is just holding his hands together, quietly watching Fudo Xingguang and shedding tears.

"..." Even in the midst of extreme joy, without moving the light, I still felt a terrible and ominous premonition. "Nobunaga?" He managed to hold back his tears, hiccupped, and asked tremblingly.

"what happened?"

The girl with black hair and red eyes replied.Her expression was quite gentle, and when she stared at Fudo Xingguang, the warmth of nostalgia did not dissipate.

"...Master, Master?" The dagger begged stumblingly, "You...I want to be with you—"

"Don't call me 'Master'."

And Oda Nobunaga gave a "tsk", turned around, and wanted to leave.She waved her hand impatiently, because facing the sword she once loved very much, her movements were still gentle.

"You've got a new owner. 'God Judge,' or something."

"Wait——no! Don't go, please... I only have one master!"

……

What does it feel like to fall from the top of a mountain?

Which is more painful than the time when the Honnoji Temple was besieged and burned, and the body was melted in the high-temperature sea of ​​flames?

Moving light is not clear.

He just hurriedly followed behind the girl.His steps were staggering, because for some unknown reason, those familiar "old friends" on the whole street were inadvertently bumping into his shoulders and stepping on his heels.Panting in embarrassment, Fudo Xingguang pushed away those who were in the way, not daring to follow too hastily to make Mr. The poor lost dog fell behind.

On the sixth day, the devil stopped.Standing outside a beautifully decorated candy store, she glanced at the ornately packaged Kopei candies and paused.

Just about to pay the bill, an Erhua knife and the other Hasebe, were silent for two seconds, without saying anything, and transferred the money from Jin Pingtang to their own bill.

"...Hoo, hoo..."

Fudo Xingguang followed three meters away, intermittently adjusting his breathing.

"Stop following me."

Oda Nobunaga said, his tone indifferent.If she wasn't stuffing a Star Kopei candy into her mouth, she could look a little more ruthless.

"...Because, I was awakened by other judges, so I don't want me, is, is it? Lord Nobunaga?"

Fudo Xingguang asked in a low voice, looking like he was about to cry again.

The Demon King, who was busy picking things out in the candy store, didn't answer, but just let out an absent-minded "huh".

But without Xingguang, it was as if he heard the ravings of gods and demons.He clenched his fists tightly, his drunken face was always poured with alcohol, showing an expression full of rebellion and arrogance that would make people exclaim, "As expected of the devil's sword".

"Then," Fudo Xingguang said, "If, there is no judge, can you have me, Master?"

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Myriad House Explosion (1/1)

-June 2017, 3

Okay, I really want to know now, aunt named "Oda Nobunaga", how was your Honmaru doing in the martial arts arena? hhhhh

I was taking the civil servant test yesterday and today, and tomorrow I will go to other cities to prepare for IELTS.So the latest updates have been confusing.sorry.But as expected, I am still very grateful for your love. It is all my fault that I failed to live up to this love.bow.

Chapter 8 Is the pure hand still locked?I'm going to change some modal particles to see if I can swallow them.This series of Oda Nobunaga also has a backup in lofter, you can go there to find me to play, the name has not changed to various extents, it is still this.