The night was cold.

Sword Fusangshen gripped his body tightly, and confronted the judge holding his breath.

Gukuu Fujishiro hugged Wuhutui tightly, his beautiful but empty purple pupils glowed with an unmechanized icy luster, like a wild beast whose territory had been violated, staring vigilantly and fiercely at the examiner, like any point of the vine tree. Any move can make him explode at any time.

"Brother Bone, I'm sorry..."

Wu Hu retreated and bit his lip, holding his brother's trembling hand because he was too nervous, but unexpectedly there was no fear on his face.

"It doesn't matter, back, it's good that you are fine."

The silver-haired Wakizai boy carefully wiped off the blood on the forehead of the short knife, and immediately showed a relieved smile to the five tigers.

A sickened sword will turn into a dark fall. In addition to growing bone spurs on the body, "chicking" will also affect Token Fusangshen's mentality, which is why most of the sickened swords will be shattered.

A knife infected with ailments will become paranoid, irritable, and aggressive. The purer the knife, the easier it is to be affected.

Seeing the large amount of resources in the daytime, adult swords are still barely stable, but the short knives have firmly believed that the God Judge wants to forge new knives and will smash everyone in Honmaru under the constant instigation of "Qiu", so Will desperately come to assassinate him.

After hurting the god judge, he will definitely fall in the dark immediately, but it doesn't matter if he is broken, and it doesn't matter if he is charged with killing the master, but at least, at least his companions can survive.

Five Tigers Tui and Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen probably think so.

In fact, courage is quite commendable, but these two children don't think about it, and there is the possibility that he "doesn't plan to forge new knives".

If it were any other person, the swords and swords in front of him would only be broken, but there were too many people who wanted to kill him in the last days, and Fujiki would not be angry about this kind of thing long ago, and he was originally here to test himself. The ability to heal these swords will come here, but I don't plan to do anything to these swords, but-it is still necessary to scare them!

Teng Shu's eyes swept over the rest of the people present one by one, and finally fixed on the knife-wielding young man, and asked indifferently: "So... Yachi Hasebe, do you want to swing the knife at me?"

The body of the knife-wielding youth trembled violently.

Under the watchful eye of the judge, the brown-haired Fu Sangshen bit his lips, and his voice was difficult when he spoke. "I did a lot of offensive things, but you didn't reprimand me...Maybe, you are really a generous lord, our unclean swords are not qualified to prevent you from having a new knife, but sorry..."

"...I really can't lose any of my companions."

The brown-haired Fu Sangshen's voice trembled, but he still pressed on the body around his waist. "Can I ask you to tell me your real name?"

"Oh...do you want to hide from me?"

Fujiki was really taken aback when he heard this.

Do these knife spirits understand the situation?If they don't kill him now, they may be thrown into the knife solution pool tomorrow.

He thought that the brown-haired Fusangshen would draw his sword directly, but he didn't expect that Hasebe still just wanted to hide himself.

Thinking of the darkness and cruelty of human nature, Fujiki can't help but feel ashamed of it. Even if the gods are blackened, they are far more magnanimous and merciful than humans.

Teng Shu thought so, but showed a regretful expression, and slowly shook his head at the knife-wielding youth. "It's useless, press and cut Hasebe."

"Are you just common knives?" Fujiki asked.

"The highest level of refining is only 50, even if I tell you my real name, you still have no way to stealth me."

"By the way, do you know why I came to take over this Honmaru?"

Fujiki smiled lightly, and replied by himself: "This explanation may be complicated. To put it simply, my ability is somewhat special, and the Government of Time has been monitoring me. Therefore, even if I voluntarily be hidden by the gods, Time The government also came to find it very quickly, you don’t have the ability to hide the coordinates of Honmaru, do you?”

"I understand that you probably don't want to attack me, but it's impossible to settle this matter peacefully with Yaki Hasebe."

"If you want to kill me, you only have this chance. If you come next time, I won't be so easy to talk to."

The god judge broke the last expectation of the brown-haired Fusangshen with almost cruel words.The eyes of the knife-wielding young man looking at the judge were filled with pain.

"What about you, what do you think?"

Forcibly ignoring the deep tangle in Hasebe's eyes, Fujiki rubbed his forehead irritably. The supernatural overdraft and lack of sleep made Fujiki feel a needle-like headache.

In fact, Teng Shu is not as strong as he shows. The eight-strike swords and swords are all swords that have been used to kill enemies in the battlefield. Even if they are all infected, their physical fitness is beyond the average person. A few holes, but now is not the time to show cowardice.

Moreover, with Honmaru's contractual suppression, even if he really made a move, Fujiki guaranteed that he would not be the one who died in the end.

Thinking about it this way, Fujiki's voice couldn't help but deliberately tinged with a bit of coldness. "I'll give you time to think about whether you want to kill me or not."

"However, let's say yes first, I will fight back."

Fujishu clasped his hands behind his back, moved his joints, then suddenly pulled out the body that Xiao Ye's left text was tied on the pillow, and slammed it towards the brown-haired Fu Sangshen.

The sword was in front of him in the blink of an eye, Hasebe's pupils contracted, but he still didn't dodge, he stood firmly in front of Xiao Ye Zuofuji's body, let the sharp blade brush his cheek, and penetrated deep into the wall.

Teng Shu pulled out Wuhu Tui's body and held it in his hand, the thin blade radiated the cold light of the stars and moon, which was cold but extremely beautiful.The always calm and reserved interrogator showed a manic expression to Fu Sangshen.

"I'm not the good-for-nothing I was before. I can beat ten of you rookies!"

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