A broken waist warning from a god judge

When the number of fusangshen in Honmaru was zero, even a swordsmith who was used to ups and downs could not avoid a trace of loneliness in his heart.

——This courtyard is really quiet.

After the lack of human voices, the occasional birdsong turned the environment from quiet to quiet. He looked at Qingpan who was sitting in the same position, kept the same movements, and was completely unaffected. The admiration, still can't help but come out.

Human beings always say that they are creatures that are afraid of loneliness, but the swordsmith sneers when he hears this. When it comes to fear of loneliness, what else can compare to them, non-humans with a long lifespan?

Among the big monsters, he was an accident, kept awake for a long time, watched the people and things around him change with time, and always refused to fall into a deep sleep.

This world is like a big game for monsters. When the server was first launched, monsters called friends and friends to be unhappy. For the same or opposite ideas, everyone stood in different camps. Afterwards, for their own beliefs, Real-person PK, blood and pain are embellishments, and the most important thing is fun.

But they persisted in playing, and those humans who also participated in the game fell away with the passage of time, and the once angry horses in fresh clothes were gone forever.

Some monsters chose to sleep, found a land with green water and green mountains, and buried themselves deeply, like a mine that has not been dug out.

Some choose to walk into the world, cover up their bewitching faces, imitate ordinary humans, and live clumsily but persistently.

There are also some who died in the original battle. Looking at it decades later, the swordsmith couldn't help but wonder why he was the one who stayed.

There are no friends who share the same words, and there are no enemies who are dead and alive. The scenes of sparks and lightning have become small embellishments in the long river of history, and the slightest splash can't afford it.

By the way, this history is still recorded by humans, and the pages that their monsters can occupy are unofficial history or legends.

"Don't you feel lonely?"

After all, the swordsman opened his mouth, his eyes showed confusion, and this cute three-headed body forced him to feel the loneliness of a mature man.

"Are you lonely?"

Changing from blue stone to green pan is just a few short syllables of the master.

"Have you lived for so long, won't you despair because you can't find the meaning of life?"

Qingpan looked over, the swordsmith stopped standing, and sat on the ground carelessly with his legs aside. This movement was a bit rude, but one could still see the handsome figure of the man hidden inside.

"Someone is with me."

He said: "After my transformation, I still have a group of family members who don't have transformations. After they all transform into one by one and leave, I still have Yunjin."

Before the object took form, Qingpan claimed to be the patriarch of all, caring for them like a father.It's a pity that the transformed family members all have their own personalities, even though they are taught in the same way, some are lively and cheerful, while others are shy and introverted.

This is something Qingpan has no way to change, he can only accept the reality, watching them solemnly salute one by one, and leave from the mountain.

Only Yunjin, who has never been able to take shape, is always there, lying quietly in the corner. No matter how time goes by, the hammer carved with brocade cloud patterns has a faint golden light on her body, so that she will not be affected by time. erosion.

As for Qingpan's character of not caring about worldly affairs, the reason why she chooses to take the initiative to intervene in the affairs of the world at the foot of the mountain is also to allow Yunjin to have a stable environment to grow after taking shape.

Is it possible to let children go to the battlefield to fight and kill as soon as they are born?

Thinking of those family members who participated in the war and even sacrificed their lives to help one side, Qingpan is willing to let the world have a long-term peace.

"Then if the person accompanying you also disappears..."

"I'm not going to let that happen."

Qingpan said softly: "This world will not be destroyed, and such things will not exist."

"Didn't you also find fun?"

The dark green eyes were full of stars, Qingpan looked at the swordsmith: "Don't play too much, karma reincarnation, a monster like you should understand this truth better."

"Hehe, unfortunately I don't believe it."

The swordsmith skipped the topic: "When are you going to call the group of Fusangshen back? If this continues, Shizheng will always find something strange here."

"It's only been two days."

Qingpan, who had no intention of meddling in other people's business, closed her eyes, expressing that she had no intention of talking about it.The swordsmith's face was a little ugly, but he was also a monster with strong enough psychological quality, so he quickly adjusted, nodded and left.

Besides these two, there are three other humans in Honmaru, who are currently staying in the hand room.

"Senior Skylark, are you okay?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi skillfully took a Band-Aid and pressed it on the wound on Hibari Kyoya's face: "Also, roll up your sleeves, and I'll help you treat the wound on your arm."

"Are you still fighting?"

Yamabuchi Kiekuni waved his hand, compared to the panting Skylark, he was the one who stood there calmly, the stormy attack had no effect on him, half a day passed, and he didn't even shed a sweat a few drops.

"continue."

Hibari Kyouya gave a pause when he unbuttoned the cufflinks, and was about to go up with the duckweed crutches. Tsunayoshi Sawada had to drag him back. A large amount of alcohol was directly poured on the wound, which made Hibari hit A thrill.

"Do you want your arm to be crippled, Hibari-senpai?"

He spoke in a straightforward manner, without any ups and downs: "Of course, this is your body, I have no objection to it, but please consider me, who has cultivated the ability to save lives and heal wounds all over these days, okay? "

"The next step is to learn about surgery and treatment. If you are willing to help me, senior, I will raise my hands to express my approval."

Hibari Kyouya stopped moving.

"That's good."

Yamabuchi Kiriko touched Hibari's small head and looked at him with a smile: "And Tsunayoshi, your bandaging skills are getting better and better. Sure enough, practice is one of the important factors that promote people's progress. Without such cooperation Patient, it must take you a long time to reach this level."

"Hehe, if possible, I just want to go home quickly, repeat the ordinary life of going to and from school, and occasionally going to the club to practice, instead of staying here and doing nurse work."

He wiped off the alcohol mixed with blood with a cotton cloth, smeared a thin layer of wound medicine, and waited for about a minute before beginning to wrap the bandage.

This is a high-end product brought from the hand-me-down room. As long as it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, it can be back to normal tomorrow after being bandaged according to this process.

This is the backing that Hibari Kyoya dared to challenge the opponent time and time again without fear of death. Without this layer of protection, he would be foolish to fight every day. Even if he is making rapid progress, he must put his health first.

"It's a pity that people are gone, otherwise we can find more training partners for Skylark."

Yamabuchi Kirikoichi expressed sincere regret: "In my opinion, I still can't compare to them in some aspects, such as the murderous aura that cannot be controlled at all. Under such an environment, Hibari, you can grow faster."

"Is the poorly controlled murderous aura an advantage?"

Zetian complained: "According to what you said, isn't it because your level of controlling murderous aura is top-notch, why don't you be so narcissistic, big brother."

"It's not narcissism, it's the truth."

Putting the wooden knife in his hand on the shelf next to him, Kirikori Yamababa walked out: "It seems like another day for instant noodles, without the candlestick Kirito, every day is so difficult."

"Say it as if you've eaten at his cooking many times."

Sawada Tsunayoshi followed behind with a resentful face. He knew how to cook, and the taste was good. His mother also taught him some tips. When it comes to handling ingredients, it tastes much better than chopping and cooking.

The problem is, he doesn't want to cook it for the two people around him.

Doesn't help with washing or cutting vegetables, sits on the sidelines like a grandpa waiting to open his mouth to eat, and doesn't wash the dishes after eating, who can serve such a person?

In order not to make his mood worse, Tsunayoshi Sawada chose instant noodles, which were flavors he had never tasted anyway. For this point, give a hundred thousand points of praise.

Taking the pot to catch the water, the three of them sat in the dining room, in front of them was a half-open box of noodle bowls waiting for hot water.

"Speaking of which, Gangji, your grades are very good."

With no outsiders around, Shanbau Qie Guoyi let himself go: "What did you learn in the second year of junior high school? It's been too long, and I have almost forgotten it."

"Learned a lot."

When talking about the campus life he missed the most, Tsuna Kichi Sawada was eloquent, as if he wanted to pour out all the words he had said in the past two months: "Senior Skylark, don't worry, I have asked those people to help me find a student from the second year of junior high school." Textbooks, even though I haven't been to school for so many days, I can keep up with the schedule."

"……Oh."

Hibari Kyouya replied half a beat later.

Yamabuchi Kiriko let out a wanton laugh: "Hahahahaha, do you know why he was a little hesitant to answer? Because compared to you, Hibari hasn't read a single page of the book, thinking about what to do every day. Knock us down."

"Senior Skylark?"

Zetian Tsunayoshi was startled: "What he said must not be true."

If this is the case, then some people have seen it.

"Crap."

This sentence is equivalent to shutting up, but he said it fluently, and it happened that the kettle also gave a warning sound to boil, so Yamabuki Kirokuni brought the kettle over and poured it for everyone.

"I hope Yunjin can come back soon."

During the 3 minutes of waiting for the meeting, he looked at the two junior high school students facing him with some melancholy: "It's almost summer, I really want to eat watermelon."

"Don't fruit shops sell them?"

Zetian didn't wait, and stuffed the noodles into the hot water with a fork, and he estimated that he would start to eat the noodles when they were able to disperse: "You don't look like a poor person, you just buy one yourself and you're done."

"You do not understand."

Yamabuchi Kuniichi's expression was very heavy: "This is an agreement, but it's a pity that I haven't waited until now."

"...Childhood sweetheart? Playmate in childhood? Or an alien girl who fell from the sky?"

He reported three attributes and let the other party choose. Zetian slurred his speech while eating the unsoaked noodles: "I didn't expect you to look beautiful and wear the template of a winner in life. In reality, you have such a bitter past." .”

"It's hard to talk when eating, I'm going to spit it out."

After taking away his instant noodles, Yamabuki Kiriichi looked at the other side with disgust: "These are not, if you really want to give a definition, it should be a guiding light."

Ten years ago, after Yunjin left, he ran to the hut where these people stayed for a long time, but he couldn't see a familiar face.

Except for Nana's mother and him, everyone else has completely forgotten the existence of Yunjin and those outstanding people, and the people who watched him in the data, as if they didn't find anything, are still with Zetian. Say hello.

The only information that can be determined is that ten years later, Tsunayoshi Sawada will meet Yun Jin as an adult.

It's all like this, what else can I do?

Touching the ring of Vongola in his hand, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who is now aliased as Yamabuchi Kiriichi, has shown with practical actions that he has not only managed to control Vongola, but has even done better, helping Vongola in the Japan has developed a branch, and it still has a strong strength to replace the headquarters.

"...Sir, I warn you that it is a violation of the law to shoot a minor. Please don't break the law knowingly. Life imprisonment is waiting for you."

Zetian said weakly.