The first issue of Ni's recipes [Comprehensive]

The golden brilliance shone around the crescent moon, and the time-traveling soldiers fell one after another without the slightest struggle, turning into the light that set off him. It was colorful, but it was hard to suppress his beauty.

This is Sanri Yuezong near,

This is Mikazuki Zongjin!

A sense of passion suddenly rose in the hearts of Yiqi Yixing. Sanriyue Zongjin's shot was within their expectations, but such strength was beyond their expectations.

But if he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was so reasonable for San Riyue to have such strength.

Judging from Sankaiyue and the Honmaru where she is, whether it is the god judge with weak spiritual power, or the group of men in black who serve Sankaiyue, they are not normal existences, but Sankaiyue can still maintain the power in the Honmaru. Respecting his own rights, the man in black chose to listen to him, and the judges often came to him to play, and he could send Sanriyue alone without hesitation to swipe Osaka Castle, and even set a very strict time Require.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Sankai Yuezong, the somewhat natural Token Fusangshen, should of course have the strength to match such a right, so this kind of combat power seems very normal at this moment.

However, I did not expect that his combat effectiveness would be so high in the first phase. Even though the man in black made a request, Sanriyue did not display such strength, but now facing this group of time-traveling When he was in the army, he chose to make such a move. Could it be that there is any problem with this group of time-traveling troops?

He didn't know the answer to this question very well, he could only use his spiritual power to perceive everything carefully, trying to get the answer from the slightest movement of San Riyue, because he knew that San Riyue would not tell himself.

A large part of the time-traveling army around Sanri Yuezong has disappeared, and the rest are the existences that rushed to come after he made a move. On a figure standing there, the pitch-black figure was a little thinner, and a little more angry than the time-traveling army around him.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Sanriyue was surrounded by the time retrograde army, but he didn't panic, and he didn't plan to use any means to escape directly. He just put his hand on the hilt of the knife and punched the figure over there with a smile. A greeting: "Long time no see, Tsurumaru-kun."

——Tsuramaru?Wait... Wasn't Tsurumaru killed by Mikazuki in Osaka Castle?

Hearing the voice of Yue Zongjin on the third day, Yizheng couldn't help being startled, and immediately transmitted his spiritual power, wanting to see who that figure was, but he failed, the surroundings of that person were full of distortions The time and space cut off all his spiritual power, and even the devouring ability of his spiritual power could not eliminate those space distortions.

"Hahaha... the first phase gentleman is really impatient, it's better not to test casually." Sanri Yuezong said so, with a smile in his eyes, and the time retrograde army by his side came with a knife, but he didn't defend himself. The sword of the time-traveling army hit his neck.

——Three Moons are in danger!

In the first phase, the spiritual power on his side vibrated, and he attacked the time-traveling army, but was swallowed by the distorted time and space, and could not attack the time-traveling army.

Fortunately, the time-traveling army didn't seem to intend to actually attack Sanriyue. He just lightly placed the sword on Sanriyue's neck, with the blade against the skin. A beautiful red mark was drawn on the face, and a magnificent red bloomed.

"Hahaha... grandpa, is my life in the hands of Tsurumaru-kun?" Mikazuki Zongjin smiled slightly, not taking this matter to heart at all. There were light red marks, and blood flowed down his neck and stained his skirt.

His eyes fell on the blade around his neck, looking at the broken marks on it and the familiar crane pattern, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, "Is it a fate that you can't escape at any time? Are you scared by yourself or something?" , can be regarded as your style."

The time-traveling army did not waver at all, but the figure standing not far away trembled a little. The black cloak fluttered in the wind, revealing the black and white mixed hair and the pair of black and white hair dyed a lot. With golden eyes, the other party's laughter carried a little desolation and sadness, as if he was laughing at San Riyue's words, and also mocking his own fate.

Even though there was only a scabbard left at his waist, his fingers couldn't help but want to touch the handle of the scabbard that didn't exist.

"It's not unacceptable to be injured by Tsurumaru-kun, but... please let Tsurumaru-kun do it yourself." Seeing the changes in that person, Mikazuki Munechi whispered, putting one hand on his waist , but the other hand was slowly raised, and at the moment when the time-traveling army was collectively vigilant, the fingers moved slightly and pressed down.

The sound of the sword falling to the ground is clear and simple, accompanied by the countless time-traveling troops who exploded in an instant. The army exploded and died as if under some control, and all of them turned into bright light spots and flew into the sky.

The golden brilliance is brilliant, making the moon that gradually turned into black a bit clearer. The naked eye can see that the original bright moonlight is constantly decreasing, and the world is gradually falling into darkness. At this moment, the faint light The dot becomes a rare "star" in the dark night, lighting up the originally dark sky.

The black swallowed up the moon little by little, leaving only a white halo outside with the passage of time, exuding a faint brilliance.

Sankai Yuezong bent slightly, picked up the scarred blade, and stroked it with his fingers, feeling the uneven touch. It was the trace left by him three days ago, because of battle and death, rebirth and resurrection. The traces that appeared cannot be erased, so profound.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he raised his head slightly and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was walking in front of him step by step.

The black and white hair color and the black appearance really don't look like the original white crane.

"Hahaha...it really is a crane covered in mud." Mikazuki Munechi smiled, and put the blade into Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, as if he didn't see the struggle on the opponent's face and the astonishing brightness of those pair of eyes Like his red eyes, he was so calm and indifferent, he removed all the defenses, and put the sharp blade into Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hands, just like in the past, they once delivered each other's backs to The opponent's hands are average.

He still trusts him,

He is no longer him.

The blade went straight to the heart, without the slightest hesitation, with determination.

The bright red dyed the fabric, diffused and turned into a gorgeous plum blossom.

Accompanied by a sudden cry of grief for some unknown reason, as well as Tsurumaru Kuninaga's trembling figure and expression of struggling and pain.

——Mikazuki Zong approached and fell down.

The author has something to say:

The answer is Tsurumaru-kun√

"Hunting Prison Secretary" cutie got the right answer, applause applause!

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The story between Mikazuki and Tsurumaru is a bit complicated, or the story of the people in Honmaru is quite complicated, let’s take it slowly [laughs]

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That's right, the last chapter is Jiageng, I have already paid off the (Jiageng) debt, remember to read it!