[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

The speed of the knife cutting down was beyond imagination, and Teng Shu was unprepared, so he had to lean back to avoid the knife, but he also fell to the ground.

The figure behind the cherry blossoms sneered, and the blade turned and slashed at the vine tree again.

Fujiki touched the grass of Honmaru, and was about to fight back, when the manipulative young swordsman rushed over.Fu Sangshen didn't have time to draw the knife, so he directly used the scabbard to hold the blade. Although he took a step back after being hacked, he still successfully blocked it.

"Yamato Shou'an! What are you doing to the lord!"

Hasebe, holding the weapon tightly, stood in front of Fujiki and asked loudly.

"I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still stupid and loyal."

The young man in the light onion team uniform with the word "Cheng" holds a knife in one hand, and his long hair is tied behind his head like a big fluffy tail. He looks cute and cute on the outside, but his words are mean and cruel. "Hasebe, is the dog happy to be a judge?"

Yamato Mori An Ding's blue eyes were filled with cruel and tyrannical killing intent, and the blade pointed straight at the brown hair Fu Sangshen, "Go away, or I will kill you."

Hasebe is a knife that is very good at clerical work, so the previous judge did not often send young swordsmen to the battle. It was not until Yizheng took over Hasebe in the first phase that the youths barely practiced to more than 20 level, while Yamato Shou'an is

A regular member of the First Unit, whose rank is higher than Ishikirimaru's.

But Hasebe had no intention of retreating.

"The sword that cannot protect the master has no meaning. Do you think you are stronger than me?" The brown-haired Fu Sangshen pulled out his body, paused slightly, and made a defensive posture, his eyes were calm and calm, "Come on, I won't Let you take a step closer to the master."

Kakiri Hasebe probably just wanted to show his determination to protect the god judge, and had no other meaning, but Yamato Shou Anding automatically brought in the fact that he failed to protect Okita-kun.

This young swordsman from the end of the shogunate was full of blood and anger and shot, but just as the blade swung into the air, a defenseless young body rushed towards him like Yamato Shou'an.

Yamato Mamoru Anding can attack Hase's men without any pressure, but that doesn't mean he can also attack short knives.

In order not to hurt the dagger, Yamato Shou'an could only throw away the main body and catch the dagger with both hands.Hirano Toshiro hugged the knife-wielding boy's neck and blamed him, "Don't fight! Mr. Yamato Mori."

"That's right, don't fight!"

The little tengu also jumped up, knocked down Yamato Shou'an, sat cross-legged on the knife-wielding boy, and taught, "Get along well with Hasebe."

The five tigers ran back and held down Yamato's Anding who wanted to get up but didn't dare to struggle hard. In the end, even Xiaoye Zuowenzi silently helped hold down Yamato's arm.

"The master is different from that person!"

The four-strike dagger pressed down on Yamato Shou'an's body, and Qi Qi stared at him disapprovingly. "We can understand your pain of losing your companion, but the master is very kind to us. The master cured us of the 'disorder' and brought you back, so please don't blame the master."

The short swords asked sadly: "Why can't we get along well? Mr. Yamato Mori, don't you want to be loved by the lord?"

Yamato Shou Anding's pupils constricted suddenly, and his heart couldn't stop trembling.

Sometimes he does think about whether he is loved or not, but compared to him, it is that guy who desires to be loved and cherished more than him!

... clear light.

Yamato Shou'an dug his nails into the grass, and the sun made his eyes sore.

"I probably understand how you want to kill me." With a smile on his face, Qing Jiang stood up, Teng Shu patted the grass clippings on his body, and said, "But after you kill me, do you have any plans?"

Fujiki squatted down next to Yamato Shou'an, and the knife-wielding boy lifted the short knife lying on his body, and at the same time drew out the body of the short knife, and pressed it against Fujiki's neck, but he didn't strike as neatly as he did at first.

"I won't be your dog, and I don't care if you are a good person or not. I don't need to kill you, but I want you, now, to fight with me."

"Going out?" Fujiki thought for a while and then understood, "Because... California Qingguang?"

"shut up!"

Yamato Morita's fingertips turned white while holding the dagger, and tyrannical emotions surged in his eyes.It seemed that if he didn't try his best to control himself, the next second he would use the sharp knife in his hand to pierce the God Inspector's throat. "—You are not qualified to mention this name, go out now, or die."

"Okay, let's go out, how will the personnel be arranged? You, me, Ishikirimaru, who will let the rest of the four strike swords? Hasebe? Qingjiang? Or which one will strike the dagger?"

It seemed that he was not the one who was pinned to the neck by the knife. Fujiki looked calmly at Yamato and Shou Anding, "I have no objection to your joining the battle, but I remember that the place where Qingguang Qingguang and others were exiled is in Azuga Shishan, right? Who do you want to join the battle?" Is it broken? Or do you think the three of us can scan the entire subway to find the exiled Fu Sangshen?"

As a high-level battlefield, Mt. Atsushiga has complex terrain, and the time-traveling army that blocks them is also extremely powerful. Yamato Moranding understands this situation better than anyone else.It is impossible for him to let his companions who are only more than 20 levels go on an adventure with him, but only with him, Ishikirimaru, and an unknown god judge, let alone find Qingguang, it is not certain whether he can return to Honmaru alive.

But Qingguang, I have waited too long...

Yamato Morita lowered his head deeply and let the shadow cover his expression.Dagger cautiously stepped forward to take back his body, wanting to comfort the lonely boy who beat the knife but didn't know how to speak.

There was nothing Fujiki could do, but at least this unsettled swordsman would not cause trouble for the time being.So Fujiki stood up and walked towards another sleeping sword.