"...you have been through a lot."

Fujiki quietly listened to the little dagger's intermittent narration of the past of this Honmaru, and couldn't help admiring the character of these Token Fusangshen from the bottom of his heart.

In his opinion, just being able to smile at him after all the painful things he's been through is pretty remarkable.

Five Tigers knelt down and sat beside the interrogator. He tried hard to tell the past objectively, but due to the child's body, in the middle of the talk, Little Short Knife was still crying uncontrollably, and finally even hiccupped.

Teng Shu silently handed over a pillow, Xiao Dian Dao immediately took it and buried his head in it, sobbing silently while hugging the pillow.

Teng Shu didn't bother Xiao Diandao, but stretched out his hand to help Xiao Diandao burp, and said in a warm voice, "Thanks for your hard work."

Five Tigers paused for a moment, then buried their heads and cried more violently, the crying was mixed with suppressed growls, as if they wanted to vent all the grievances they had suffered for a long time.

Fujiki smiled understandingly, and sat quietly on the side, waiting for the little dagger to calm down by himself.

Wuhu Tui cried for a long time this time.Since he lost the tiger, he seldom cried. The last time he cried so hard was when Brother Yi Qi left him.

He wasn't sure whether this master would one day become like the previous god judge, and he didn't know if he would have the courage to send the knife point into the god judge's body if that day really came, but at least Now, Wuhu Tui feels that he is tolerated.

At least for now... that's enough.

When Wu Hu retreated and raised his head, his eyes were almost swollen into walnuts, probably because he felt that the behavior of crying was very useless, so he twisted his fingers and stared uncomfortably at the single corner of the quilt.

After a little hesitation, the five tigers retreated and opened their mouths, wanting to apologize to the judge for their gaffe, but...

"……belch."

Wuhutui hiccupped again.

"...!"

"Hahahahaha!"

After a short period of silence, Fujiki laughed out loud without embarrassment.

Five Tigers retreat: No, Xu, laugh!

Little Short Knife's small face instantly turned red, and he stared angrily at the God Examiner with his eyes wide open.

Under the condemning eyes of the dagger, Fujiki finally restrained his smile, raised his hand and pressed Wuhu Tui's head, rubbed it twice, then straightened his expression, straightened his body like the priest Odachi, stiff He said: "Eliminate disasters and purify the body and mind."

"?"

The five tigers retreated for a moment, expressing doubts with their eyes.

Fujishu smiled, but did not explain to Wu Hutui.

In fact, when the little dagger was crying bitterly, the weak "sickness" wrapped around the body of the dagger again, although it was not enough to attack the dagger, but it was still an eyesore in Fujiki's eyes.

"Child" comes from the darkness in Fu Sangshen's heart. If there is a crack in the heart, it is easy to be attacked by "chigger". If you want to get rid of "chigger" completely, you can only wait for Fu Sangshen to come out by himself.

Fortunately, Fujiki is not in a hurry. Eliminating this kind of weak "chigger" is not a burden for Fujiki. Moreover, Fujiki firmly believes that his retreat of the five tigers is not a weak sword.

Tengshu only output a weak ability, but Wuhu Tui was keenly aware that there was a very warm and vital force covering his body, and his body and mind seemed to be placed in warm water, which was comfortable and comfortable.

"Okay, let's go."

The little dagger was about to squint his eyes, Fujishu withdrew his hand, lifted the quilt and planned to get out of bed, but the little dagger quickly grabbed the sleeve.

"Where are you going?"

"I went to see Hasebe and the others. I was able to recover so quickly thanks to Tui and everyone's care. I have to thank you all. And because I interrupted the restoration, everyone is a little worried about the extent of the recovery. " Fujiki replied.

"But didn't you promise me to tell me about your past?" Wuhu Tui stubbornly pulled the judge, and looked at the judge without flinching, "I've already told you about Honmaru...you don't Are you going to say it? Are you going to go back on your word?"

"of course not."

Fujishu stretched out his hand to support Wu Hutui's armpit, carried the little dagger off the bed, and put on the clogs himself before answering the little dagger's question. "Of course I can't go back on my promise to Tuijun, but my past is not a short story. So why don't you go and eat something first, and then I will tell you about me?"

"Can everyone listen too?" Xiao Diandao's eyes lit up when he heard that the judge didn't want to repent.

"Of course." Fujishu took the hand of the small dagger and walked out, "You are my sword."

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