A broken waist warning from a god judge

Zetian Tsunayoshi didn't speak the whole time, and walked beside Yunjin silently. After hearing that all the memories of taking the medicine were erased, he was tempted.

Who doesn't want to see a Senior Lark who is like a loving Virgin possessed by him?

Maybe some people who are afraid of breaking the world view dare not, but Zetian is an ordinary person. After his three views are broken and glued together, he presents a state of diamond that is not hurt by a knife or a fire.

"Since there's nothing wrong, you can rest assured."

He looked calm and calm: "Five or 10 minutes have passed since Mr. Tsurumaru took the medicine. As long as you persist for another 10 minutes, the effect of the medicine will pass."

"It's better to reduce the dose again."

Yunjin weighed the rest of the pills, and then ground them all into powder. Each 5-minute batch was packed in different paper bags: "One hour, he didn't feel anything, but it was torture for us."

I don't even know who was tortured.

"Only 5 minutes?"

Zetian was a little disappointed: "But it's okay, if it lasts too long, it's easy to show your feet."

--Meow?

At this moment, Yun Jin seemed to see this sheep-like brother A Gang suddenly went dark for a second, but after blinking his eyes, he returned to normal.

Well, it's normal for teenagers in the second stage of middle school to turn black at every turn. Isn't this the same way written in various literary works in this country?For example, high school students save the world, junior high school students restore peace, and now even elementary school students have to fight monsters. The entry age for this industry is getting lower and lower.

Qingpan wanted to confiscate the medicine, but Yunjin's initiative to distribute the dose made him hesitate.

Forget it, anyway, the medicine has no side effects, and if you take too much of it, you can strengthen your body. Fundamentally speaking, it will not cause any burden to the person taking the medicine.

Then let her play with it.

He was thinking about things, while discussing the meaning of life with Tsurumaru at the same time, he did not appear flustered at all, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's extremely provocative words were insignificant in front of Qingpan, without saying a few words, He became a believer in Qingpan, and a fool could see it by looking up at him all over his face.

"It's about time, three, two, one."

Yun Jin friendly helped count down, and after the last second passed by, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's body shook for a while, and his eyes changed to those before taking the medicine.

"Why am I here?"

He looked at Yunjin in surprise: "I remember..."

"It's okay, it's a side effect of the food I gave you. How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you need to go into the room?"

Yunjin asked quickly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt his physical condition seriously, nodded, and said that he felt very good now, and it would not be a problem to fight one against one hundred.

"Is that what it is, a medicine that will improve people's realm after taking it?"

That said, it seems right.

From an ordinary Fusangshen to a god who loves the world, it is indeed a realm improvement.

"Hahaha……"

Embarrassed, Yun Jin replied with silence instead: "In short, it's fine, thank you for your cooperation, I'll give you a little more bonus this month."

"Then trouble you."

The eviction order was clearly issued, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga chose to leave after thanking Yunjin. He always felt that something was wrong, especially after meeting Hikakiri and Kenimaru, the two Fusangshen looked at each other quite similarly. It's hard to say.

In short, it was like seeing a monster.

But Tsurumaru also noticed the benefits, and that was Higakiri, who was always coming to add to the rumors, and finally let him go, this poor little man, and turned into turning around and running away when he saw him, leaving Tsurumaru who didn't know what happened. Guoyong was very pleased.

If he was forced to make a pair again, he would start a killing spree, hang his mustache on the beam of the meeting hall and beat him up.

Anyway, everyone will think that they have a deep sadomasochistic love, and the harder the beating, the deeper the proof of love.

It's a pity that Higiri ran too fast, and one of the protagonists retired automatically before the script of "Crazy for Love" that Tsurumaru Kuninaga had set up had started.

How did it slip so well?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled.

Was he someone who would give up his plans so easily?

Higakiri dared to use Tsurumaru Kuninaga as a supporting role at the beginning, and abruptly stirred up such a big wave of muddy water, and now he has to be mentally prepared to be involved in the same way.

So Tsurumaru took the initiative to start blocking mustache, feeling the joy of plundering.

"Hahahahahaha! Tochiki, don't run away! Let's sit down and talk about what's going on!"

This made people see the inverted plot of "Come and chase me", which made people faint, and made all Fu Sangshen unable to bear to look directly at it.

As the saying goes, if you don't perish in silence, you will perish in silence. After Tsurumaru Kuninaga endured for a while, he completely transformed into a fairy and became an existence that Hikiri couldn't resist.

"My younger brother! My dear younger brother! If you don't help my brother keep Tsurumaru Kuninaga out, we will say goodbye today!"

Higakiri stayed in the small courtyard of Kagemaru.

Tsurumaru only cut one mustache, and never accidentally injured other swords, but from the actual situation, the daily plot of the two of them chasing and running, not to mention accidental injury, actually also unconsciously hurt Fu Sangshen's fragile mind.

Not only blind, but also hurt the lungs and liver.

"Get out."

Seeing that his death had brought about the end, Katsumaru ignored him.

Now I know that I regret it, didn't the hugs go very smoothly back then?He also took off Tsurumaru Kuninaga's belt. How thick-skinned he was to dare to do this in front of the god judge.

It's okay to do this, and it also created an illusion for the judges, thinking that they Fu Sangshen are good at internal digestion. Once she sees the picture of the two Fusangshen walking together, she will clasp her hands together. Saying goodbye, retreating at the speed of light as if worried about disturbing someone's date with whom.

Damn retarded!

And the reason for all this is the mustache in front of him.

"I'm not going."

Lying on the corridor, Higaki rested his head on his hands and was very happy.Xi Wan is a good boy with a hard mouth and a soft heart. He told him to get out, but he still brought up the brewed tea and snacks, and entertained him as an unexpected guest.

"This is Wanwu's new dim sum. It tastes much better than the oily and hard ones before."

"The judge just paid us wages."

And bonuses.

Xiwan added in his heart that it was quite a large sum of money, and he had carefully planned it out. The slightly expensive high-end snacks in front of him were his reward for himself.

I was just eaten by the annoying spirit ==

"Huh? Why didn't I."

Mustache didn't receive the notification, he stood up and looked at his younger brother Maru with burning eyes: "Could it have been sent to you."

Given how unreliable he was—he was still a little self-conscious—it was very likely that both of them would send their money to Kagemaru.

"Ask Yaqie and Bodo yourself."

Kagemaru seized the opportunity to drive people out: "The two of them notified the salary one by one. You didn't receive it because you haven't been back to live in it for a while."

Eating, drinking, and sleeping in his small yard, Kemaru had long wanted to pack up Hikakiri and his things and throw them out.

"Then I won't disturb you."

It was so righteous that Hidekiri straightened his slightly baggy bathrobe, covered his skin that was so white that it could reflect light, and prepared to go back like this.

"Wait a minute, are you leaving like this?"

"Why, do you still want me to wear that old-fashioned autumn clothes and long johns?"

The inner suits of the two of them seem ordinary at first glance, but after a closer look, you can see the mysterious high-collar base.

Fu Sangshen has a good physique, and running barefoot in the snow in winter will not get sick. If this is the case, there is no need for warm autumn clothes as a base, so he can just put it in the cupboard and eat ashes.

"No, I mean that."

In the corner of the room are some small supplies that mustache has brought over from time to time these days, and they have gradually accumulated into a hill.

Katsumaru persevered in packing them up with a large picnic cloth every day. Even when he had just finished tidying up, Higakiri had to find things from the inside and make a mess, but he didn't give up and continued every day.

And this persistence paid off.

"Do you really want to be so heartless?"

"If you say such things to me again, I guarantee that tomorrow the truth will spread in Honmaru that you love Tsurumaru Kuninaga on the surface, but in fact, you love Mikami Tsukimune deeply in private."

The last two words are resounding.

"Rough enough."

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

"...As expected of my younger brother."

"Actually, your favorite is Karasuma."

"Okay, I'll go, can't I go?"

Mustache was forced to a corner, he picked up his belongings in a chic way, and almost lost his waist.

It's been a long time since he went out to exercise his muscles and bones, so he had to move his old bones, or if it really broke, he would have to take the initiative to send it to the God Judge for a pounding.

"Let's go, don't miss me too much."

I wish you could be reincarnated as soon as possible.

Keimaru smiled and waved, while sending his blessings in his heart.

When he returned home, he saw a printed notice on the door panel. The content on it was briefly summarized, which was to ask him to go to Yakiri Hasebe to receive this month's salary after seeing the notice.

"Isn't it all handwritten before?"

He muttered, threw the package into the yard first, then took a run-up of two or three meters, leaped over the courtyard wall, and continued to pretend that he hadn't come back.

I was also afraid of Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

He is thick-skinned, but Tsurumaru is shameless.

Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes. To the extent of letting go of himself, he lost with a mustache, and he lost completely without any room for turning around.

"Who can stop Tsurumaru from dominating the world?"

Sighing, Mustakiri put the large bag of things in the middle of the room as they were, changed into a slightly more formal attire, and prepared to receive his first salary.

In fact, he should have worn the team uniform, but it would be too formal, and if other people saw it, he would feel too shy to lift his head.

Thinking in this way, his hands pulled the door back subconsciously, and with a creak, he regained his consciousness, and made Mustache see the person standing at the door.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga held a bouquet of golden chrysanthemums that had just been removed from the flower bed, and delivered it to Hikiri with a smile on his face.

"You're welcome, I know you like it."

——Go away.

Where did this person get the information from? I even stood here for a long time, but I didn't hear anyone passing by. Could it be that he has been following me, waiting for me to enter.

"Aren't you going to Yaqie? My destination is the same as yours, let's go together."

"No, I just got up and I have other things to do."

Higakiri tried hard to close the door, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga put one hand on it, and it was steady, without moving an inch.

"We agreed to go together, but one day, one hour, one minute and one second..."

"Please shut up."

He saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face dropped at his feet.

"Let's go then."

Unable to stop the other party's willingness to go with him, Mustache stepped out reluctantly, walking towards Yakiri Hasebe's yard with the feeling of going to a grave.

"reconciled?"

"probably."

Fu Sangshen passing by greeted the two scandal centers: "Where are you going?"

"Go to press and cut Hasebe..."

Hikiri tried to turn the topic in the right direction.

"What?! Have you progressed to the point where you are going to find Yaqie to be your witness?"

Western-style weddings require a priest, and the upright temperament of Yaki Hasebe is indeed worthy of the identity of the witness.

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Crane Ball: We ordinary people are so happy~

Higiri: I regret it, I really regret it, if I could turn back time, I would never do that (repeat)

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