[Comprehensive] God judges come from Meteor Street

Before he could open his eyes in the morning, Hasebe heard screams from outside, followed by overwhelming killing intent, even he in the room felt a palpitation.

what happened?

He jumped up from the bed suddenly, pulled his clothes and put them on in twos and threes, and rushed out of Honmaru with the main body.

What came into view was Tsurumaru lying on the ground in a strange posture, Konmaru half-kneeling on the ground, Hikiri lying peacefully on the side, and Crescent Moon being pushed against the wall.

There were several other swords that were rickety, only the small dagger that got up late and a few swords that didn't often go out of the house survived.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yamabuchi leaning back and hanging on the railing, the sheets fluttering in the wind but he remained motionless, full of despair.

"Master!" He almost screamed and rushed over, then stopped the car at the point of the sharp knife, raised his hands, and took a step back as harmlessly as possible: "Listen...listen to me."

Ye Qing frowned, glanced at him and then at Sanriyue, as if he had made a decision, and tightened his grip on Sanriyue.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe felt inexplicably relieved.

Wait, now is not the time to slack off!

He hastily took out a paper frog from his pocket, and handed it to Ye Qing: "Master, you have lost your memory, this is what you told me to show you yesterday."

"You were sent by the godfather?" Ye Qing didn't answer, his brows and eyes were light, with a hint of hostility: "I said that I will not violate his orders again, why bother to test me again."

"No, it's not." Yaki Hasebe shook his head again and again: "You really lost your memory. If you don't believe me, look at your body. You are already 17 years old!"

He stretched the paper frog forward, his purple eyes were stubborn: "You handed this to me yesterday."

"Is it a fantasy?" Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't seem to believe his words, but slowly curved his lips, provoking a smile without any emotion: "If it's a test of feelings, then I will kill you!" , can break the illusion."

As he spoke, he swung his sword away.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe's body stiffened, he didn't resist, but opened his eyes wide to see the approaching long knife.

"Master Ye Qing!" The little fox's sharp voice sounded, the knife stopped around his neck, and he even felt the sharpness of the sword.

Ye Qing lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his expression was calm, and he put the knife in his hand back into the scabbard: "What did you call me?"

"Ye Qing, this is the name you said yourself." Fox Noosuke walked over, a little shivering, but still managed to raise his head: "You really lost your memory, this is not an illusion, if you want to verify it, you might as well look at what you thought yesterday What to say."

Ye Qing picked up the paper frog with his slender fingers, and Ye Qing slowly unwrapped it, with a slightly dazed expression on his face.A small paper frog, but he seemed to use all his strength to take it apart, and his eyes fell on the paper.

Although the flamboyant handwriting on it has changed a bit, it can be vaguely seen to be his own handwriting.

He slowly held the paper, blinked, and quickly withdrew all the expressions on his face: "I see."

He turned and walked towards the castle tower.

"Master..." Yaki Hasebe wanted to catch up, but was fixed in place by a cold gaze.

"Let's continue after the God Judge calms down a little bit." San Riyue touched his neck, it has been hit hard these days, it is very pitiful.If it wasn't for the quick recovery of the sword, I'm afraid it would have been bruised and purple.

"What happened in the morning?" Yaki Hasebe asked, a little remorseful in his heart.In the past, Ye Qing always got up at noon, so he slept a little longer, but he didn't expect something to happen this morning.

Knee Wan clutched his stomach, his eyebrows trembling slightly: "I don't know, I saw the judge when I got up in the morning, and I was beaten up after saying hello to him."

Others are also for this reason.

"Young people are impatient." San Riyue hahaha several times.

"This can already be considered manic." Tsurumaru Kuninaga forced himself to turn over, and said weakly: "What a shock."

Mustache was still lying peacefully.

Kenmaru realized something was wrong, and shook his shoulder: "Anijia, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mustache opened his eyes leisurely, a trace of blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Anijia!" Xiwan exclaimed.

The final diagnosis was that he bit his tongue because he was hit on the chin by the judge.

Hand entering the room was very busy today, Yaken pressed Yamabukiri's waist and got a cry of pain.He pushed down his glasses, picked up the main body of Yamabukiri, put it in the repair solution on the side, and poured in various resources: "It's not even a minor injury, just go in and lie down for a while."

Yamabuchi watched him put the main body in, pulled the quilt over his head, and his whole body exuded a sense of mourning: "I knew...fakes are not loved."

Then because the excessive movement involved the waist muscles, the body froze suddenly.

When the little knives lined up to wash up, they didn't know what happened in the morning.Yizheng coughed lightly in the first phase, he was a little thankful that he escaped unharmed because he woke up one by one.

It is really painful for the judge to beat someone, and the judge who has lost his memory is even more ignorant, and the attack must be more ruthless than before.If it weren't for the fact that the other swords didn't show killing intent towards the God Judge, they would have died long ago.

In the room, Ye Qing leaned against the coffin, pinching the muscles all over his body gently.

—he was weighing his injuries.

"If it's only to this extent, death can be done." A low whisper sounded, he pressed his fingers above his heart, his eyes changed several times, and finally he sighed.

He stayed in the room all morning, and when he came out, he looked calm and stopped someone: "Where's lunch?"

"Do you want to have lunch?" The man with water-blue hair asked in surprise, but quickly said, "I'll go and tell Candlestick to make preparations."

"I haven't seen you this morning." Ye Qing glanced at him.

Yizheng was stunned in the first phase, and then smiled: "I was waking up my younger brothers in the morning, and when I came, the Lord God Judge had already left."

Ye Qing lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then let go of the hand that stopped him: "You go."

In the first phase, Yizhen felt that he was in a different state, so he couldn't help asking: "May I ask, what is the current age of the judge?"

"Thirteen." Ye Qing said, he turned and went back to the room: "Let him prepare it and bring it here."

"Yes." Yiqi Yizhen looked at his back, and only sighed slightly when the door was closed.

At the age of 13, that look of death is not what a child should have.Such Ye Qing reminded him of his previous self, the despair and hatred in his eyes were almost exactly the same.

But... Was his previous state just that of a 13-year-old judge?

One period and one shock fell into a tangle.

In another room, San Riyue held up the tea, looked at the falling leaves outside, and said quietly: "It's really an eventful autumn."

"The god judges seem to hate you very much." Xiaohuwan pierced the reason for his melancholy, with a sneer on his face: "The god judges of the three age groups beat you up."

And this time, in the choice between beating up Sankayue and cutting Hasebe, he chose to beat up Sankaiyue without hesitation.

"It really doesn't please the god judges." Jin Jian lay on the ground on one side, shaking his legs up and down, with some curiosity in his dark red eyes: "Why?"

"The god judge said that he doesn't like people who are scheming towards him." San Riyue took a sip of tea, which was already the last bag of tea in his collection, and after drinking it, he could only ask the god judge to go to Wanwu.

"I see..." Jin Jian thought about the things San Riyue had done, and nodded clearly.

"However..." The moon in Sanriyue's eyes flickered: "I am a little concerned about what the Lord Judge said this morning."

The godfather and the temptation of feelings, these are two very key words.And it's not difficult to hear from the words of the judge that this kind of temptation seems to be not the first time.

What kind of temptation?He thought with some curiosity.

The other swordsmen who had experienced the crisis in the morning were also thoughtful. After all, they were in a state of wanting to maintain a balance with Ye Qing, and they had a little desire to explore some things about Ye Qing.

As for asking Ye Qing directly, no one would dare to die.

No, maybe there is one.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned in from the window, and met Ye Qing's eyes in the next second.

Originally, he just took a look, but his body stiffened, as if his life was in the hands of the opponent, and a slight movement would lead to crisis.

"Is something wrong?" Ye Qing looked away, probably recognizing him as the sword that appeared in the morning: "If you want revenge, I advise you to give up."

"That's not it." Tsurumaru Kuninaga recovered his breath, and shook his fingers with a smile: "I know I can't beat God Judge, and I have other things to do this time."

"What's the matter?" Ye Qing hummed lightly.

"Is there any special meaning to the name of Lord Judge?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was not polite, and asked directly: "You believed us after calling your name once this morning. It should have a special meaning, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qing got up and approached him.The boy was slender, and when he bent down, he brought a strong sense of oppression.

Then he picked up his lips, that kind of expressionless smile that seemed to be controlling the muscles on his face.

"I have nothing." He said: "Empty everything I own. If it is really a temptation from the godfather, he will not allow me to use this name."

The name represented his hatred, his irresolvable hatred for the godfather.

The author has something to say:

Sanriyue: I will be beaten every time :)

Hasebe: Damn it, I also want to be pushed against the wall by the lord!

Everyone: Ah, Hasebe, what's wrong with you, you are shedding blood and tears! ! !

The 13-year-old Ye Qing should stay for a while, learn a few knives before continuing to lose his memory.very fast

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