A broken waist warning from a god judge

If the process of Yun Jin's restoration of Sanri Yuezong is compared to pasting a large piece of adhesive tape, then what Jinjian feels now is the effect of the genetic repair liquid.

——Hot, overwhelming heat, heat gushing out from inside the body.

From the outside, he doesn't have any problems, but only Jinjian knows that he is only one step away from the ***.

"Gudong...gudongdong..."

A series of small bubbles began to float in the restoration pool, and they bloomed on the surface of the pool. Just listening to the sound, I wondered if these fusangshen had cooked a hot pot in the hand room, and the bubbling soup base , the temperature has reached the level where the ingredients can be put in.

That, damn it, the judge!

What the hell did she do to my body!

If Yunjin was at the scene, it is estimated that Jinjian would overcome his waist injury and crawl out no matter what, using his hands, nails or even teeth, he would kill the other party here.

But he couldn't do anything.

Jinjian roared wildly in his heart, and sank into the pool on purpose. Covering his whole body with repair fluid could not relieve the heat. He wanted to stand up and run all the way to the back mountain. After throwing off all the clothes on his body Jump into the back mountain lake to cool down.

Unfortunately, these are only in his fantasy.

"I said, something is wrong."

Yan Rong pointed to the restoration pool where Jinjian was located and said with a little horror: "It's the first time I've seen such a situation in so many years after I was awakened."

"Yan Rong, you should get used to this first time as soon as possible."

Xiaohuwan procrastinated and joked: "I think that the newly appointed Master God Judge will not stop here for the first time he brings us."

"If I'm not mistaken, the god judge should be helping Jinjian repair the cracks in the blade."

Sanriyue Zongjin didn't want to mention this at all, but in order to reassure his colleagues present—and it just so happens that they are all "his own people" here—he could only tell the black history: "I was seriously injured last time. Adults do the same."

"Oh? Then we should go out and wait, after all, we don't have the hobby of dying for love with Imamu."

Xiaohumaru, who takes pleasure in fighting against his own people, pulled the hatred of all parties: "Speaking of which, Sanriyue, has your yard been rebuilt? You won't be going to Yizhen Yizhen again tonight to spend the night."

"You don't have to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, Sanriyue let out a chuckle, the sarcasm in it was not concealed at all.

Among the four people who came to visit Imaken, Ishikirimaru and Yanrong were sincere. They were sincerely concerned about the situation of the small dagger. Be careful.

In the years of being colleagues, the number of times Ishikirimaru and Imaken have spoken can be counted on the fingers.

This speechless state of communication spread to the entire Honmaru as well.

Staying in his own house all year round and not coming out is not because he doesn't want to but because he can't; the sealed yard is located in the corner of Honmaru, comparable to the forgotten blacksmith's room.

Everyone has also guessed the reason why the other party was sealed. Dozens of conjectures boiled down to the end, that is, Jin Jian once attacked the god judge and almost took the other party's life, so he was treated like this.

The god judges who came to hand over the work would tell their next ones not to release the present sword.This is a Honmaru with a full sword account, and there is a lack of a place for Imaiken, and there will be other short swords to fill in the vacancy. Over time, the swordsmen have forgotten his existence.

"Someone saw the God Judge not long ago, and she seemed to have brought Jinjian's body into the forging room."

Ishikirimaru paused for a moment, and brought up his thoughts: "Should we go there and have a look, even if the lord has to rely on his own strength to recover the injury of Jinjian..."

I have never seen such a big battle, and Fu Sangshen was directly put into the hot pot.

"Then you go."

Xiaohuwan sat on the chair, stretched out his long legs, supported all the weight with one chair leg, and swayed left and right. He seemed to be having fun, but also seemed to be resting: "I'm waiting here Good news for you."

"Why don't I go with Yan Rong?"

The calm Odachi frowned slightly, he thought he was the type who could quickly adapt to the environment, but he repeatedly hit the wall in this pill, even if he took the initiative to extend his hand, those Fu Sangshen passing by would turn their heads indifferently.

They are all Fusangshen, and the rarity in the knife account is one thing, but from the perspective of an independent individual, each status is equal.

Shiqiemaru also doesn't have the hobby of posting cold faces to others, he stays in his own courtyard, spends most of his time reading and practicing, occasionally dispels disasters and purifies pollution, and lives a very quiet life.

He looked at Yan Rong, wondering if Fu Sangshen was willing to go with him.

"Let's go then."

Yan Rong was eager to get out of this delicate atmosphere and enter the room quickly. Every time the Taidao of the Sanjo family, Mikazuki Zongjin and Xiaohumaru met each other, there was lightning crackling between their eyes, and he couldn't get in. He didn't mean to explain or join the battle, he just wanted to run away.

So he actively responded to Ishikirimaru's call, and the two left one after the other, rushing towards the location of the forging room.

And in the forging room, Yunjin had almost reached the final stage of reprocessing the Jinjian.

"...I didn't expect it to be possible."

When the Odachi was formed under his hands, the surprise on Yunjin's face was no less than that of the people who saw the knife later: "At this moment, I want to give myself a score of 82, and the rest will arrive in the form of 666." account."

It was just a sudden flash of light in Yunjin's mind to forge the Jinjian that had been sharpened from a big sword into a short sword, and she was also prepared to fail before she started.

But there is a good saying, if you don't know how to build a house, don't you know how to demolish it?Even if the Odachi failed, she still had enough confidence to strip the dagger out of the failed product.

Thinking about her superb stone-dissolving skills, under the pressure of the predicament that snacks are too expensive and you can only dig by yourself, it is so easy that you can do it with your eyes closed.

"Perfect."

The blade floating in the center of the stove is no longer the size of a palm when entering the door, and the blade alone exceeds 1.5 meters.Considering that the other party is not willing to change his body, Yunjin also made some special treatment. Now the body that belongs to Jinjian is like the chocolate in the candy, wrapped in the outer shell of the Odachi.

If the other party is not willing, Yun Jin will knock out the dagger; if the other party is willing, then Yun Jin will light the fire again and knock a few more times to make the two become one.

The basis for being able to separate as you like is that a layer of translucent material flows between the sandwich and the shell, which can deepen the connection between the two, as if they were born as one.

This is a magical thing that Yunjin discovered by accident. It has a sticky touch, which is similar to the feeling of glue, so Yunjin named it after glue.

"It can be regarded as finding a place to use for it."

Yunjin, who has a little bit of a collection habit, stuffs her bag with countless wonderful items collected from various places. She is not willing to throw away any of them, and she always thinks they will come in handy at any time.

Look, doesn't this just come in handy?

She laughed until the dimples on her face ran out.

"Then go and see Jinjian."

Waving to the knife maker, Yun Jin threw the knife into the coolant, picked it up again, and carefully wiped the blade dry with a soft cloth.

"Too bad, the other supporting components haven't had time to make yet."

I can't, let's forcefully put the things on the dagger on this big sword.

Even if she wanted to, everyone knows that it's easy to make a big thing smaller, but can you make a small thing bigger?

That can only be done by magic.

The thoughtful knife maker found a long roll of cotton cloth for Yunjin, and he asked Yunjin to put the knife on the table, and instructed the shikigami to roll up the big sword with the cloth.

"Nice job."

For the time being, Yun Jin didn't want other Fu Sangshen to know that she had done such a frenzied thing, so she just casually forged a short knife into a big sword. Wouldn't it make everyone in this pill feel in danger, for fear that they would be judged? The god grabs it and knocks it?

Humming an unknown tune, Yun Jin led the younger brothers and pushed open the door of the forging room. At the door, stood two tall men who could cover her with shadows alone.

"Master God Judge, hello."

The two nodded in salute, and took a few steps back to widen the distance, so that the short judge could see their faces clearly.

"Hello."

Yun Jin greeted them: "What can I do for you?"

The two of them immediately realized their major mistake. They couldn't speak Chinese, so why did they forget to bring Sanriyue with them when they arrived.

This……

Ishikirimaru and Yanrong looked at each other, and the atmosphere became quite awkward for a while. Tell me, the other party doesn't understand, so don't tell me, why did they come here on purpose.

Yun Jin also discovered the problem, she took out a notebook from her bag helplessly, and wrote down the words "Hand into the House" and "Jinjian" on it.

Thanks to the names of these sword men, most of them can be written in Chinese characters, otherwise she has no choice.

"You're going to visit Jinjian, aren't you?"

"exactly."

No matter what the other party said, a nod is enough.

"Please allow me to lead the way for you."

The goals of the two sides were the same, Ishikirimaru made a decisive decision, and instantly switched to become the guide.