[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the daily life of retired bosses raising knives

Shuo Wang saw two knives and one fox, and six eyes stared at him longingly.

I thought to myself, I want to find a shikigami to take care of me when I come out, it is not impossible to replace the shikigami with a knife spirit.

Then nodded, "Okay, you will follow me from now on."

"My name is Smiling Aoie. I used to be Owaki Shasa of Odachi. Hmm, you also think my name is ridiculous... But, if you hear the origin of my name and cut off a female ghost with a weird smile, you will still laugh." Come out?" With a burst of cherry blossoms falling, Qing Jiang introduced himself with a smile.

The fox jumped back onto Minghu's shoulder, and said, "Yeah, we are the Awataguchi faction, left-hand guard Fujiwara Kuniyoshi forged the sword. The name is Minghu. Our characteristic is that the name is engraved on the surface of the knife."

Minghu: "Please give me more advice."

This is the first time Shuo Wang heard the child's voice, it sounds surprisingly good, why doesn't he speak often?

The fox continued to say solemnly, "Minghu is not good at communicating with people, so I communicate with everyone on his behalf. As long as Minghu sees the word "hu" in the name of the other party, even people who have nothing to do with the other party will have a strong reaction. Resonance is really troublesome."

As soon as Er Dao finished introducing himself, Shuo Wang felt that he had a direct connection with the other party. This connection was not strong, and he could cut it off at any time.

Through connection, the two knives convey the desire for spiritual power.

Shuo Wang passed on the past, and this was the first time that the two swords felt full of spiritual power after they left Honmaru.

"Enough, enough, my lord has too much spiritual power." Smiling Qingjiang collapsed on the ground with a blushing face as if he was drunk, the cherry blossoms on his head were not only not less, but more and more.

Shuo Wang curiously picked up a cherry blossom that floated to him, and confirmed that these cherry blossoms were only the appearance caused by the leakage of spiritual power, and watched that Minghu also started to bloom the cherry blossoms.

He was very curious. Could it be that the sword spirits in this world, no, Fu Sangshen are all so funny, spraying cherry blossoms on their heads when they are happy, so what if they are angry and sad?Will it be obvious too?

What a surprise, these fusangshen's emotional exposure is really straightforward and cute. Although they have a human body, they don't have the complex psychology of a human.

Happiness is happiness, anger is anger, and there is no hiding it.

In this way, on the contrary, Shuowang has a good impression and is used to intrigue. He feels very relaxed when he meets this kind of Fu Sangshen who can see the bottom line at a glance.

Well, that's also just right, in such a large forest, it's better to have a few knives who can see through their minds at a glance, than to have a group of other things that are intriguing.

After the cherry blossoms exist on the floor for a period of time, they slowly disappear.

But even so, the disappearance cannot catch up with the new generation, and the two knives are almost drowned by the blizzard-like cherry blossoms.

Shuo Wang introduced with a smile, "My name is Shuo Wang..."

"Wait!" Smiling Qingjiang climbed out of the cherry blossoms with difficulty, "Master, you can't say your name."

The fox also jumped out, "Oh my lord, you can't tell the sword man your name, or you will be in danger of being hidden by the gods."

"Hidden?"

Qing Jiang sat upright with a smile on his face, "Yes, if human beings are known by gods and monsters, they are likely to be hidden by gods and monsters, and thus disappear in the human world." With a smirk, she leaned in front of Shuo Wang and asked, "My lord told me my real name, do you expect to have intimate contact with me?"

The fox: "Oh, Lord Qingjiang, what nonsense are you talking about?" Then he expressed his loyalty to Shuowang, "Please rest assured, Lord Master, Minghu will never tell other men with swords and swords."

Smiling Qingjiang looked disappointed, turned his head and complained, "What, Minghu took the opportunity to show his loyalty, am I the kind of knife who will betray the lord?"

At this moment, Shuo Wang said, "Who said this name is real?" His name is too numerous to mention.

What's more, he is standing here, these swords can't hide him.

Smiling Qingjiang: ...

No, he could sense that the name the lord said was real.

What exactly is going on?

"Oh, Minghu is now in the state of Sakura Fubuki. It seems that he is very happy? My lord, please take care of Minghu in the future!"

Shuo Wang smiled and rolled his eyes, holding the little fox's paw, "Okay."

Although he is not a plush fan, he doesn't mind masturbating twice when he encounters it.

After Liang Dao sat down again, Shuo Wang hugged the little fox and asked, "What are the god judges and Fu Sangshen you are talking about?"

"The god judge is the judge of the god. Those who listen to the oracle can distinguish the authenticity and type of the god, and can hear the revelation of the god."

"In Japan, anyone who can do things that humans can't do can be called a god. These gods are good or bad, and gods need to judge the true and false types."

"Fusangshen refers to the artifacts left alone for 99 years, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, accumulating resentment, or feeling the Buddha's nature and spiritual power to obtain the soul and turn it into a monster. The reason why swords like ours become human is that they were found by the government of the time. It can be installed, and then the god judge will summon the spirit from the body to achieve the human body. The government has countless Honmaru, and almost every Honmaru has an "I", and other swords are thrown into various time-space and time-traveling armies to fight. "

"A time-traveling army?"

The little fox rushed to answer, "They are a group of historical revisionists who deliberately modify history. They are dissatisfied with the existing world and attempt to tamper with history by changing the fate of historical celebrities, thereby affecting the future world. The appearance of us men with swords is to enter fought against them at various points in history."

It is a little proud, we will answer it quickly, but we can't give up the Lord Master to others.

Without other swords, the protagonist's chastity will be protected by Zan and Minghu.

Shuowang recalled the past, he rubbed his chin, he used to always fight against the Son of Heaven, and even occasionally snatch the opportunity of the Son of Heaven, this behavior seems to be closer to historical revisionists.

Ignoring the secret contest between the two knives, Shuo Wang began to wonder if he was on the wrong team?

However, these knives are also very cute, forget it, if you are on the wrong team, you are on the wrong team, who made him unable to refuse these cute and sweet burdens?

The timeline of this world is almost in a mess, going in and out, revising and changing. No wonder he was not rejected by the consciousness of this world when he came to this world, and he was too busy to take care of himself. Maybe he didn't use external forces to save himself reason.

At the same time, he recalled the time-space tunnel that was broken back then, and deeply wondered whether it was because the space-time tunnel burst that triggered a time-space storm, which caused these swords to lose contact with the government of time.

"Cough!" Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty, or he might be better with these knives in the future.

"Is my lord thirsty? I'll pour you some water." Hearing Shuowang's cough, the two swords stopped fighting, and with a smiling face, Qing Jiang quickly picked up the glass on the table and poured a glass of water.

The little fox looked at Minghu with a bit of resentment, and simply went off on his own, "My lord, there are some fried tofu here in Minghu, which is made by Minghu himself. If you don't mind, you can try it." Minghu Come on, everyone has the lord's knife now, so we can't let the lord give him the knife for nothing.

Now there is no initial knife around the lord, which happens to be the time for them to increase their favorability.

Shuowang accepted the hospitality of the two knives with a smile, "Minghu made it himself? Then I'm not welcome." If the craftsmanship is good, there will be a cook at home.

"It's delicious. By the way, are you the only ones who are going on this expedition?" Shuo Wang asked while the little fox was drooling, taking a bite of fried tofu.

"At the beginning, there were six knives in total, but the four short knives didn't last long enough to touch the kind god, so they turned into short knives because they lost their spiritual power. After all, those children are still called Uncle Minghu. My lord, as long as you and the four knives By forming a bond with the short knives, they can be summoned again. By the way, Minghu, are those short knives with you?" Smiling Qing Jiang turned his head and asked.

The little fox withdrew his eyes from looking at the oily tofu, raised his head and said to the lord, "It's not easy to bring too many weapons into the city, so Minghu hid Yaoyan and the others."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shuowang anxiously, "Hey, my lord, those children are very cute, they are reliable in medicine research, they are good at medicine, and they will help discipline other short knives. I will never let them disturb my lord."

Shuowang stuffed a piece of fried tofu into the little fox's mouth, and the little fox's mouth was stuffed with fried tofu, and immediately cried out happily, and didn't have time to speak.

Looking at Minghu, Shuowang said, "If you don't mind, I can pick up some knives after visiting the shrine, okay?"

Minghu: "Yes."

It's really cold.

Giving up all the fried tofu on the plate to the little fox, he held his chin in his arms. At first glance, this young man thought he was shy, but he didn't expect that he just didn't like to talk...

Really interesting.

"Then..." Shuo Wang stood up, "After visiting the shrine tomorrow, I will go to buy daily necessities, and then I will bring back the other knives."

"Hi." "Hi."

……

In the morning, as soon as Shuowang woke up, he was reminded by the system of the small black room to start the live broadcast.

This guy is really conscientious, I'm afraid that the host has forgotten.

Shuo Wang smiled and opened the live broadcast room casually.

In just an instant, the [-] people online were crowded.

"Finally squeezed in. Yesterday's hot search for this two-dimensional live broadcast room, it seems that all live broadcast platforms can't get rid of it. I heard that the little uncle appeared yesterday. I don't know if I can see the real face. It's a pity that after the polarization in the game , You can only see it if you use a real sword and you must kill, I really want to say it~"

"Ah, I got up at six o'clock in the morning and waited. Come, come, meet me. I came up from Bili."

"Panda TV+1"

"I want to see Foxball talk. Jinjiang +1"

……

The barrage filled the entire screen in an instant, before Shuo Wang could clearly see what those people were talking, the screen was refreshed, frighteningly fast.

He turned off the barrage with a sullen face, just at this moment there was a knock on the door.

"Has your lord woke up?"

Hearing Fox Ball, no, Little Fox's voice, Synochi, who was almost taken aback, said, "Wait a minute."

As soon as he turned around, the pajamas on his body had been changed into a moon-white hunting suit, referring to the style of clothes he saw on the road yesterday.

Open the door.

Minghu stood outside the door with the little fox in his arms, "My lord, let Minghu be your servant today."

"Is this why Xiaohu secretly hid my clothes?" Smiling Qingjiang also came out from the next door, and then blinked at Shuowang, "My lord, if you choose a close servant, I am more suitable than Minghu, who is not good at talking. .”

Minghu, who was not good at talking, said, "Minghu is also very good."

Shuo Wang was already a little used to the two swords who came to fight for favor early in the morning, and patted the two swords on the shoulder and walked out, "Okay, don't waste time, we will go to the shrine after dinner."