A broken waist warning from a god judge

The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake.

Even though there were many doubts about the existence of Yunjin, since Judaimu on his side acted according to the other party's words, the others maintained a sense of normalcy.

Otherwise, what else can we do?

A ray of light took them to another world. It was a good thing to see Tsunayoshi Sawada, but the problems that followed were enough to cause headaches.

The first thing that bears the brunt is, how can they go back?

This is really a good question. Obviously, the person who brought them here was not thinking about it.

"This is your Honmaru, Yunjin."

Walking on the small path made of stones, Gangji was in a happy mood: "It's like traveling to ancient times."

"Actually, when you open the door and go in, you will find that it is not ancient at all." Yun Jin complained, "Only the exterior of the building still maintains the old style, and the interior decoration is basically modern."

"No way, you can't let a person who is used to the washing machine start washing by hand again."

The benefits brought about by technological progress do not mean that resistance can be resisted.

At first, Fusangshen didn't want to accept the corrosion of advanced technology, but they couldn't bear the fact that the washing machine was really easy to use, and the tablet computer was really fun, so they fell one by one in the end.

"Don't break my dream casually."

Gangji subconsciously complained back: "I still want to experience life in ancient times..."

"So you wanted to feel this."

Yun Jin said that this is not difficult at all: "Tomorrow, let Fox Zhizhu contact a team of construction workers to come and build a small courtyard for you. You can design it yourself how you want inside."

"Why is it so easy to build a yard in your mouth?"

Gang Ji felt powerless: "It's easier than playing Tetris to eliminate four lines at once."

"Because things that can be solved with money are small things."

The rich and powerful Yunjin waved his hand casually: "Candlesticks should have prepared all the supper, we can eat it directly when we go over."

"Mr. Candlestick Cut?"

Recalling the deliciousness in his memory, Gang Ji wiped the corner of his mouth, he always felt that there would be saliva flowing out: "I haven't seen other people for a long time, but at this point, everyone should be asleep."

"It's time to go to bed, but they are looking forward to your arrival recently, and they probably will come out after supper."

Tsuna nodded, and at the same time greeted the guardians who followed behind him.

The rare silence of these six people made Gang Ji quite uncomfortable.

What's more, they all got seven of them together, and Senior Lark didn't say anything about killing them, and then beat them until their noses and faces were swollen... It's really unaccustomed.

There is also Lan Bo, who has always been rambunctious, and he didn't yell or roll on the ground all the way, so well-behaved that Gangji almost burst into tears.

"Ten generations."

Hayato, who held back all the way, felt that he was going to explode if he didn't speak: "Let's go back early."

Walking on someone else's territory, he felt uncomfortable everywhere. There seemed to be some strange power shrouded in this place, the flames were immediately ineffective, and he couldn't even open the box by igniting it.

The feeling that the power is not in your control is really uncomfortable.

"Are you going to leave just now?"

Yun Jin turned to look at the silver-haired boy: "Ah Gang and I are good friends, and he and I knew him before you showed up. Even if we want to leave, you should go first, okay?"

Little Hammer put his hands on his hips, looking quite childish.

"What's your name, the latecomers come first? When we ate and drank with Ah Gang, you didn't know where you were."

"what do you mean?!"

The prison temple Hayato was directly set on fire, looking aggressive, as if he wanted to fight Yunjin.

There is no rule in his head not to hit women, as long as the enemy stands in front of him, no matter what gender he is, all of them will be blown up.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise."

Gangji, who was sandwiched between the two, wanted to cry but had no tears: "Calm down, you two, didn't you say you want to eat? Even if it's a fight, wait until the meal is over."

Takeshi Yamamoto's smile froze for a second.

Ah Gang, Ah Gang, listen to what you are saying, call after eating?

Shouldn't it be to persuade them not to fight?

"No, get rid of you before eating, the fruit of victory will be sweeter."

Yun Jin rolled up her sleeves, her expression became serious.

Gangji didn't want to see the next scene, he turned his back and sighed deeply.

If you can't persuade them, you can't persuade them. Instead of trying hard to persuade them, it's better to let them fight.

Anyway, it was Yunjin's instant kill.

"Gang, is it really okay to let the prison temple beat that child?" Takeshi Yamamoto frowned, "Is it a bit of a bully, this is the child's home, right? Beating the other party's master in someone else's territory... "

"Don't worry, he can't beat the Prison Temple."

Gang Ji wiped his face: "Instead of worrying about what will happen to Yun Jin, let's worry more about Prison Temple."

Before their conversation was over, Hayato Gokuji turned into a shooting star in the sky and flew to nowhere.

A refreshed Yun Jin came over, patted the non-existent dust on her hands, and said with a radiant face: "Ah, I feel much better."

"Prison Temple, he..."

Gang Ji said weakly: "He was not seriously injured."

After the final battle with Bai Lan, each of them suffered serious injuries. Gang Ji was really worried that Yunjin's beating would make prison temple even more injured. He wondered if he could walk back to his home with his legs world.

"Anxin, I purposely hit him in the direction of Awataguchi's house."

Yun Jin smiled slightly: "Yao Yan won't just sit idly by him, the big A Gang will also tell us about you these days, we remember everyone's appearance and characteristics, and there will be no chance of killing him by mistake .”

"Hey." Gang Ji couldn't bear to look directly at him, "Then let the prison temple have a good rest, after working hard for so long, he needs to sleep more."

"I also feel that way."

Little Hammer agreed: "That one is called Prison Temple, you can share the extra food he has, and Candlestick will not be happy if there is any left over."

"no problem."

Gang Ji readily agreed to Yun Jin's request.

He touched his stomach and felt that he could eat a cow in his current self.

There was another group of natural disasters more than ten meters away from them. With the reserve of mature people, they were very quiet along the way.

"Sigh." Zetian sighed softly, "Thousands of calculations, I didn't calculate that you would come here."

"Ten generations."

Prison Temple was a little excited, nothing made him more excited than seeing the person he followed still standing in front of him: "I didn't see you in the device before, it really worried us."

"That's right, Judaime, we are all worried about you."

Lan Bo lazily said that ten years later, he and the little cow crying for candy on the road are completely creatures of two worlds: "You are not here, and no one can stop those fighting among themselves gone."

"Tell me, how many things have you broken?"

Zetian then added: "Deducted from your salary, oh sorry, I forgot that your salary has been deducted for ten years."

Fortunately, I have bought insurance for most of the things... It's just that if this goes on, Pengo Li will be listed as a blacklisted customer by the insurance company.

"I accept your wish to stay in Pengo Lie and work for me."

The leader of Pengo Li, the smile on his lips is such a gentleness that even beasts would bow their heads: "But I am worried that one day I will be pissed to death by you."

It's better to prepare for the back road earlier, and run away before being pissed off.

For the one hundred and first time, Zetian thought of running away.

"It's not just us, but Balian."

Liudao Mu let out his unique laugh again: "Are you taking sides with them, Pengo Lie?"

"I'll ask Xanxus for compensation when I get back."

What Zetian said was a matter of course: "Brothers still have to settle their accounts clearly. If this continues, we don't need Bai Lan to do anything. We, Peng Gelie, can wipe out the family by ourselves."

He is not afraid of Xanxus, as early as ten years ago after the ring defeated the opponent, Zetian had no fear of Xanxus in his heart.

Now there is an excellent reason to accept each other.

If he runs away, Xanxus is the only one who can take over the position of the eleventh generation of Pengelie.

The other party has even prepared a guardian, so it is not a problem to take the position directly.

Zetian, who was adding bricks and tiles to the running plan in his mind, nodded from time to time. His guardians felt a little cold all over, but they couldn't find the exact source of the air conditioning.

"But here, no matter what ideas you have, put them away."

Before entering the dining room, Zetian stopped and told the guardian a few words: "I believe you have also noticed that flames cannot be used here."

"Besides, Fu Sangshen of the Yunjin contract, um, you can be regarded as the guardians of the Yunjin. Not to mention dozens of them, each of them is very good at fighting with swords."

"At least I can't beat it."

He generously admitted the fact that he was not as good as a human being: "Senior Skylark, if you are severely injured, I will not care."

"It's not your turn to care."

Skylark said casually: "It's okay if you don't say it, I specially emphasized one thing, don't you just want me to take the initiative to find each other to discuss with each other."

"Are you all good at swordsmanship?"

Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes are also a little bright: "Can't you use flames? Wouldn't that test your personal skills more, then I really want to try it."

"BOSS."

Collom was not interested in sparring at all. She pointed to the trumpet herself ten years ago, with longing in her eyes.

"Just be patient a little bit now."

Zetian lowered his volume: "Wait until tomorrow, then we can have more contacts."

"Okay, boss."

Columb was a little disappointed.

Not everyone can see themselves ten years ago standing in front of their eyes.

Ten years later, when I look at the past, I can't help but want to laugh, because the past self was indescribably naive, thinking of the people and things I was entangled with in the past, I want to cover my face and pretend Being that person is not yourself.

However, after seeing that thin figure, what Coulom wanted most was to give himself a hug.

And the self ten years ago is too cute!

Looking at himself in the trumpet, Coulom's eyes almost showed caution, and he flew to the other party's side to dance.

This kind of emotion that thinks the other party is cute will only appear on Coulom.The others looked at themselves in the past, and all of them felt itchy hands, and wanted to grab each other and start a fight on the spot.

No, this is someone else's home, so restrain yourself.

Ten years later, the natural disasters conveyed the "reluctance" in their hearts with their eyes.

"Gang, don't you think the eyes of those people opposite are strange?"

Takeshi Yamamoto accidentally met the eyes of "myself", and the meaningful appearance of the other party made Takeshi Yamamoto think whether his hair fell down in sleep, or there were rice grains stuck to his mouth.

It's an amazing feeling.

The living self is right across the street, eating the same late-night snack as me, and even the little habits of picking fishbone are exactly the same.

But it can't be helped, it's me.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Zetian nodded: "It's quite strange."

He could feel the dislike of Zetian on the opposite side, and the dislike was obviously aimed at him.

Isn't there something wrong with this?

You, the Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years later, despise the self ten years ago... You are so arrogant, why don't you fight Bailan yourself.

God knows what kind of sadness and indignation the world will be lying in a coffin just ten years later, and it will be a mess after finally crawling out.

As a "savior", Zetian couldn't turn around and run away.

But no one finds it strange, isn't Pengelie an organization involved in the underworld?You handed over the burden of saving the world to Vongola, aren't you really out of your mind?

This question has been echoing in Tsunayoshi's head since the first battle contact.

It's not that he rejects fighting.

Because there are some things that he has to do. On the day he met Li Baoen, Gang Ji knew that he might be taking the script of the protagonist. Even if he wanted to escape a certain fate, he could only be pushed to it in the end.

Instead of fleeing in embarrassment, it is better to turn against the guest.

Of course, Tsuna has reserved her opinion on the matter of the mafia saving the world.

That is the world is really not good.

"If you feel strange, don't get in touch with them more." Gang Ji gave his own opinion, "There is a distance of ten years between us and them."

And ten years, enough for the little white rabbit-like Gangji to become that black rabbit who eats people without blinking an eye.

He himself has turned into that sesame glutinous rice ball, so how can he ensure that the remaining guardians are still in their original appearance.

"clear."

"Yes, boss."

Lan Bo, who was engrossed in eating, did not notice the dark turbulence beneath the calm surface. He worked very hard to fill his stomach.

It was Lan Bo's limit to endure without crying all the way, and if he didn't let him have a peaceful meal, he would really howl in front of everyone.

When the time comes, Tsuna will feel embarrassed, and the grown-up Lanbo opposite will also feel uncomfortable.

This meal was actually eaten very quietly, and the volume of the conversation was extremely low, so that people around could hear it clearly. Everyone's conversation was the same as whispering in class, for fear that the second person would overhear.

After eating, Yun Jin stood up, called Fu Sangshen, and took the guests from another world to the tidied room to rest.

"Anything else?"

Looking at the person in front of her, Yun Jin emphasized again: "Private fighting is prohibited, after all you are all ordinary people."

This statement is very new.

"Aren't you all human?" Liudao Mu sneered, and the different-colored eyes made him a little more charming, "It's so interesting."

"Yes, not human."

Yun Jin replied straightforwardly: "We are all monsters."

"..."

Zetian coughed twice: "Yunjin is not lying, they are indeed monsters."

Gang Ji also nodded: "This is not a joke, I can testify."

"I know you are all people with supernatural powers." Yun Jin frowned, feeling that it was difficult to express the inhumanity of monsters just by saying, "If you are curious, go to the training ground tomorrow."

"The fusangshen in Honmaru are all training there. If someone is willing to fight with you, then you can experience firsthand what a monster is."

Her permission reassured the few people who wanted to go to Fu Sangshen to discuss.

They are also afraid of becoming the next shooting star.

After asking again if there was no problem, Yunjin yawned and signaled everyone to go back and rest quickly.

"I'm sleepy." She tried her best to keep her eyes open, not letting herself fall asleep before she got home. "If you get hurt, go to Yaoyan in a white coat. He will take care of the treatment. Of course, Yaoyan's treatment is charged. , Remember to confirm whether you have the money to pay for medical expenses before calling."

"That's it."

After waving his hand towards the crowd, Yun Jin disappeared in no time.

Those who stayed in place looked at each other and put on friendly smiles.

They followed behind Fu Sangshen and kept the silence when they came, which made Fu Sangshen who was holding back something and wanted to say something very painful.

"Then see you at the training ground tomorrow."

California Qingguang said to Gangji who was behind him: "Gang must come here, we all want to know how your strength is now, I heard that you have killed that Bai Lan, it should be good."

"No, I'm super weak."

Gang Ji really wanted to refuse Fu Sangshen's invitation to discuss, he didn't want to change from standing to lying down, and still be the kind with bruises all over his body.

It's a pity that Takeshi Yamamoto standing behind him didn't want to give up the great opportunity to practice his sword skills.

He smiled heartily, indicating that he must have gone there early.

"Then it's settled." Qing Guang repeated and left happily.

"Yamamoto." Tsuna patted the other person on the shoulder, "You... you have to be careful tomorrow."

"Really? Since you said that, Ganga, it means that they are very powerful."

The fighting spirit in Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes became more obvious.

After ten years of fighting, his desire to hone his sword skills became even stronger. Before coming here, Takeshi Yamamoto wanted to ask Skuvalo for advice.

Nowadays, there are dozens of people with outstanding sword skills. Takeshi Yamamoto seems to have fallen into a box full of first prizes everywhere, and he can win the prize by picking up a piece of paper.

"me and you together!"

Liao Ping also maintains a great interest in things that enhance his own strength.

"OK."

Gangji nodded: "Then you two be careful tomorrow."

Kyouya Hibari, who should have listened to this advice the most, had already gone to his room. He rubbed his duckweed crutches, his eyes downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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