[Comprehensive] My father's name is Sanriyue

"Crack!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

All kinds of dishes and porcelain on the dining table were smashed to the ground, and the continuous sound caused a sudden silence in the surroundings. Like an infection, the restaurant quickly fell silent, and everyone stopped their movements and looked in this direction.

The soup and water also splashed all over the floor, An Luo Fu Sangshen hid far away, but the culprit who broke the table was not so lucky, the pink hem was stained with a lot of stains.

Zongsan Zuowen slowly retracted the knife into its sheath, all kinds of eyes were cast on him, and he did not see a frown. He objected to the far away candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and said: "Sorry, I didn't see right just now. I originally wanted to cut Tsurumaru Kuninaga of."

"Really?" Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada passed him and looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga standing behind Tomomi in the distance.

Zong Sanzuo answered freely: "I accidentally read it wrong."

"I didn't see it right", "accidentally" and "misunderstood" these excuses are extremely perfunctory. Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who is next to Mitsutada Candlestick, wanted to speak, but Okurigara slapped Mitsutada on the shoulder of Candlekiri. For a moment, shut up resentfully.

"Since it was careless, forget it." Xiaohumaru looked at Mi Mi from a distance, and Mi Mi's worried expression was still there. I don't know if she was worried about Zong Sanzuo's words or them.

Yizhen rushed over, and he walked here at the moment of the accident. The old swordsmen of Honmaru didn't want to use such an obvious way to test these foreign swords and swords Fusangshen, but after seeing their skills, they didn't know what to do. Hidekiri, who took it for granted, was also silent.

"I'm very sorry for shocking you guys." In Yiqi Yizheng, his face was full of apology, and Xiaohumaru waved his hands indifferently: "This kind of pediatric shock is not considered a shock."

"This table is no longer available. If you don't mind, please move." Yiqi Yizhen pointed to an empty table, Xiaohumaru nodded without looking at it, and the Fusangshen sat down at that table .

Seeing that they didn't want to cause trouble, Yizheng also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He hurriedly called people to the kitchen to bring new dishes to the table, and cleaned up the mess by the way. Only then did the restaurant become lively again.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who caused this series of incidents, was ordered to clean up the garbage with Sosan Zuowen, and to wash the tableware alone after meals, as well as a series of Madangbanbata Toban expeditions and so on.

Just like this, Hasebe was still not satisfied, and he should be executed for disrupting the banquet where the host entertained the guests. Tomomi, who had known his character for a long time, ignored his opinion.

A good dinner was completely changed by Tsurumaru Kuninaga's tossing. All the dishes that had been tricked were carefully tried out on the table, and the dishes that had been tampered with were carefully tested, and they were also extra cautious when eating other dishes.

It can be foreseen that after tonight, the Hand Hero Room will be very lively.

Although the old knives are great knives, most of them didn't move their chopsticks because they were aroused by other things. They had seen the tragic scene of being recruited by others, and they didn't want to try to lose face, so no one moved the dishes on the table. , Drink some tea and juice at most.

"Did you see it just now?" Karasuma asked casually.

The others were silent, laughing wryly, at that speed...

Zongsan Zuowen fought against them, probably because of his keen ear, he heard something. He left quietly under the pretext of chasing Tsurumaru Kuninaga, got the body and returned to the restaurant, approached After leaving that table, pay the mourning spirit.

At that time, the audience was chaotic, and the noise was endless. Zong San Zuo Wenwen's movement of drawing his knife out of its sheath was very secretive, and the attack was also very light. Moreover, Zong San Zuo Wenwen's target was the dining table, and he had no killing intent.But they dodged the moment Zong San Zuowen swung the knife.

Although they seemed to have suppressed their strength and their evasive movements were a bit stiff, they could still be seen. Ordinary Fu Sangshen would never have that speed!

At that moment, Yizheng wanted to draw the knife, but the blade had already been pushed out with his thumb, and the little fox pill next to him touched his shoulder unobtrusively, otherwise Zongsan's left writing would not only be dirty clothes It's that simple.

With such a reaction speed, would it be an ordinary Dark Fallen Fusangshen?

This Honmaru has been established for more than two years, and I have seen a lot of Dark Fallen Fusangshin on the battlefield. Most of them are struggling on the dividing line between reason and madness, but they are not as normal as they are.

The arrest warrant issued by the Shizhi government is vague. It only states that Mi Mi is a God judge who escaped from the dark Honmaru. Once Mi Mi is found to be in danger, she must immediately report to the government.

If the arrest warrant had been issued earlier, they would have reported to the government immediately when they met Mi Mi on the battlefield, but now that Mi Mi has entered the Honmaru, and those dangerous Fusangshen have also entered, they will be caught in a deadly trap. We can only think of a solution without telling the god judge first.

Zhimei is still immature, she has become a god judge just after graduation, she is still innocent and childish, let her know that it is not a good thing.

Zhimei apologized again and again, Mi Mi felt a little uncomfortable, but she had to let it go, she is living under the fence now, not to mention the true face of those who have fallen into obscurity...

Ling Xiao waved his hands to reject the chopsticks handed over by Sanri Yuezong, got up and said, "Father, I'll go out first."

"Huh?" Sanri Yuezong took a close look at Ling Xiao's expression, and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm just a little stuffy. I'll go out to get some air." Ling Xiao smiled.

"Then I'll accompany you." Sanri Yue Zong was about to stand up as he said that, Ling Xiao quickly stopped him: "Father, please continue to sit, I'm not a three-year-old kid, I'll just stay outside for a while, and I'll be back soon .”

"...Okay." Sanri Yuezong nodded, Ling Xiao smiled at Mi Mi who was looking over, turned and walked out of the restaurant.

Ling Xiao's departure attracted the attention of many people. The Honmaru swordsmen were all very curious about him as the son of Mikazuki Zongjin. When he arrived during the day, everyone discussed it in full swing.

Extending in all directions, the corridors running through the entire Honmaru are brightly lit.

Walking down the steps, Ling Xiao's pace was a little hurried. He hurried to the dark place in the courtyard, covered his mouth to suppress the coughing, the blood in his chest was throbbing with pain, his throat was dry and itchy, even after drinking a lot of water. live.

His spiritual power was somewhat disordered, and he could no longer digest the food according to his wishes, so he escaped from the restaurant.

It's not that he didn't get injured when he eliminated Yamata no Orochi, but he was suppressed by him at the time, and the injury was not serious, and he was almost healed after adjusting his breath for a while.

After returning to this world, he felt strange inexplicably, and the injury in his body was actually recurring. However, at that time, he was with Sanri Yue Zongjin. In order not to worry Sanri Yue Zongjin, Ling Xiao chose to endure it, but it became more and more serious, so he continued to bear it It is about to be exposed, and the spiritual power is not in control.

Coughing a few times, his palms were a little wet, Ling Xiao opened his hands, and there was blood in his palms, he sighed slightly, and began to comb his spiritual energy and adjust his breath.

Sweat was faintly seeping from Ling Xiao's forehead, his brows were tightly frowned, and a faint aura covered him, which was very conspicuous in the dim courtyard.

Sensing someone coming out, Ling Xiao turned his head and took a look. Under the light of the lantern, the red lips of the crow boy in black were slightly curved, and the red marks at the corners of his eyes gave off a ghostly look.

Karasuma raised an eyebrow and smiled, walking towards him.

Ling Xiao stopped his spiritual power and stared straight at Karasuma.

"Injured?" Karasuma asked affirmatively as he stood a meter away from him.

Ling Xiao looked at him silently.

"Sanriyue, the father, didn't realize it. He's really negligent of his duty." Karasuma said reproachfully, Ling Xiao didn't know his identity, and immediately wanted to speak up to defend his father's reputation, but Karasuma smiled half-smile Ask him, "Do you know who I am?"

Without waiting for Ling Xiao to answer, Karasuma said to himself: "I am Karasuma, between the straight blade and the Japanese sword, like the father of the Japanese sword."

"..." Ling Xiao looked at him speechlessly.

"As an elder, I really care about my offspring." Karasuma took a step forward and reached out to Ling Xiao: "Let me see your injury."

"Uh, no need, it will be fine soon." Ling Xiao took a step back and declined.

"Don't tell me you want me to tell Mikazuki?" Karasuma smiled, "Although that child is careless, he will be very sad if he knows his son's injury and hides it from him."

"You can't see it." Ling Xiao shook his head, he was very clear about the difference between Sword Spirit and Fu Sangshen.

"Are you underestimating me?" Karasuma still had a smile on her face, but that was not the case in her eyes.

"..." Ling Xiao remained silent, and silently took another step back.

Little Karasuma stared at him for a long time, then he said: "Forget it, I'll let Yaoken come and take a look for you, that kid knows a lot about human medicine, maybe he can help you."

"The food and drink are heating up during the banquet, so it's better not to disturb him." Ling Xiao repeatedly refused.

"There are so many delicious things, it's nothing to delay once."

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao can only confess: "I am different from your power system, and human treatment methods are useless to me. I can heal well by myself."

Karasuma chuckled, "I've already seen it."

"Daojian Fusangshen will not have heirs. The so-called brotherhood is forcibly imposed by humans. After all, swords are ruthless."

"If we don't give these emotions, how can we obey human beings?"

Ling Xiao's heart tightened: "Why are you telling me this?"

The red marks at the corners of Karasuma's eyes became more obvious with a smile: "Of course it's because of necessity."

Ling Xiao stared at him closely.

"That child's inquisitor is fairly competent, and I'm very satisfied with her."

Xiao Karasuma changed the subject, and her voice became stern: "What is the origin of those Fusangshen?!"