[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

"The retrograde army has not moved much lately." Song Si looked at the chessboard in front of him, his eyes turned straight, and when he saw one place, his eyes shone with surprise, and the white piece landed on one place on the board: "You guys can take a good rest. "

"Ah, yes." Sanri Yue Zongjin held the sunspot in his hand, watching Song Si quietly hide one of his sunspots in his sleeve, with a smile in his eyes.

Song Si looked at Heizi who was surrounded by him, the light in the black eyes made Sanri Yue Zongjin shake his head, and the yellow hair fringe on his head swayed slightly with the shaking of his head.

"If you encounter a big sword now, can you deal with it alone?" Song Si swallowed most of the sunspots on the chessboard and raised his head.

Sanri Yuezong nodded his head: "It should be possible. These few battles, it seems that they have already understood their culprit."

The man who hadn't reached his shoulders, because of the small victory, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a little puppy who has been praised but is unwilling to admit it, it looks a little funny.

Sanriyue slightly shook her shoulders, which aroused Song Si's dissatisfaction. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly coughed. The coughing made her pale face turn rosy, which brought a smile to her cold cheeks. meaning.

"Your wind chill seems to be getting worse."

The hands behind him patted lightly without haste. The heart-piercing cough caused the chest and lungs to vibrate and hurt together. The slow pat made Song Si feel much more comfortable.

When Song Si began to relax, Sanri Yuezong took his hand back unhurriedly, as if he was doing an ordinary thing, and the warm tea at hand was just right.

That person will always be by your side, and will do everything for you when you don't realize it. He is not at all like the old man who needs to be taken care of by others, but can take care of you in every detail. .

The tea was sent into the dry mouth, moistening the pale lips, and the warm heat restored the color of the lips a lot.

Xiaoye Zuowenwen poked his head in at the door, his blue hair was very conspicuous in broad daylight, Song Si turned his head slightly, the child's cheeks were a little red, and then shivered and locked his head back .

"What the hell are you doing?" California Qingguang looked at the persistent Xiaoye Zuowen at the door, sighed, lifted his neck collar, looked at the little bandit's hands and feet thumping in the air, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

California Qingguang knocked on the door frame: "Master, I'm sorry to disturb you."

Song Si hummed, sipped tea, and tried to ease the rough breathing caused by the cough just now. Xiaoye Zuowen was placed in front of Song Si by California Qingguang, his buttocks were on the ground, and there was a shyness in his eyes. Annoyed, he turned his head and stared fiercely at California Qingguang behind him.

"Kill you." Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen was full of displeasure.

Qingguang laughed straight away, and continued to poke the sore spot in Xiao Ye's left text: "I'll talk about it when you're taller than me." When she received the child's disgusted eyes, she turned to look at Song Si: "This child suffers Injured, but embarrassed to say."

Song Si turned his head to look at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, saw the red liquid oozing from the bandage on his waist, looked at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, and couldn't help lowering his head when he stared at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, not daring to look directly at Song Si, then stretched out Let's do it.

The faint golden spiritual power floated in the air, and Xiaoye Zuowen even smelled a very sweet smell in that spiritual power, just like the person in front of him sneaked into the kitchen with them in the hot weather that day, looking for The taste of rock sugar in the mouth.

I couldn't help closing my eyes. Although the feeling of my body being repaired was not good, as if my body had been broken and reassembled, I felt a sense of comfort that I had never had before.

Hearing that the colors of the spiritual power of different god judges are different, Xiaoye Zuowen thought to himself, a person with such a dazzling color of spiritual power must be a person who is shining enough.

The little tiger inside the door looked at the light spots floating in the air with its small eyes, and stretched out its tiny paws to catch such light spots.

A light spot of concentrated spiritual power fell on the top of Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's head, the little tiger narrowed his eyes, and planed the floor, like a small rocket, rushed to Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's head.

Seeing the spot of light melt into the head of Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, the little tiger had a little doubt in his eyes, and pulled the hair on Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's head with the meat pad on his paw, but he didn't see it, raised his little head, rushed Song Si yelled.

Song Si stretched out his hand from under the little tiger's front paws, and gently hugged the little tiger off Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's head, which was full of aggrieved expression. Looking at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's messy head, he couldn't help laughing There was a sound.

There was a bit of hoarseness caused by coughing just now in the light laughter, Xiaoye Zuowenzi felt that his master's laughter was very pleasant, he secretly compared it, it was as pleasant as Zongsan brother's laughter.

The little bandit pursed his lips, trying to straighten his hair, but grinned because of the entangled hair. California Qingguang was watching the fun from behind, and it was no big deal: "What? A minor injury?"

Looking at Sanri Yuezong's teasing eyes, Xiaoye Zuoziwen let out a breath from his nostrils, and he pulled out the body without any defects: "I'll kill you now."

California Qingguang made a grimace at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen, then pointed at Song Si Weiwei's forehead, and ran out first, leaving behind Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen who hadn't reacted yet, after a while, San Riyue put the tea in his mouth On the side, Kari's wide sleeves covered his cheeks: "Now is a good time."

Xiaoye Zuowen finally realized, bared her little tiger teeth, stood up, her eyes were full of murderous intent: "Yes, now is the time to kill him."

When Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen followed and ran out, Song Si turned his head to look at Sanri Yue Zongjin beside him, saw a scheming smile on his face, and Song Si shook his head when he saw it.

Standing up, the black chess pieces in his sleeves fell to the ground, with a crisp sound, Sanri Yuezong raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at him, his smile became gentle, but it made Song Si feel an inexplicable chill behind him, for no reason He explained: "Maybe the sleeve was accidentally stained just now." After speaking, he shook his sleeve and walked out pretending to be calm.

If it weren't for the footsteps that were so light and imperceptible that they became heavy, Sanri Yuezong would almost believe the words that the person just said.

Picking up the chess pieces on the ground, Sanri Yuezong had a smile in his eyes, and it went straight to the bottom of his eyes. This time, the master feels very funny.

On the way, Song Xian Kaneding was holding a huge brush in his hand. When he walked over, he looked at Song Si and smiled softly. He nodded at Song Si, and saw Song Si's gaze focused on the brush in his hand: "use Come to practice calligraphy, does the master want to watch me practice calligraphy?"

Before Song Si could answer, he was held by Kasen Kanesada's hand. This was the first time someone held his hand. It was a warm touch. Song Si was led away in such a stupid way, until he carried the arrangement arranged by Gexian Kanesada. Sitting on a large white piece of paper, I came back to my senses.

"Are you asking me to press the paper for you?" Song Si raised the corners of his eyes, obviously unhappy, as if if Kasen Kanesada said yes, he would immediately execute Kasen Kanesada on the spot with the knife in his sleeve.

Kasen Kanesada hurriedly shook his head, and put the ink painting aside: "Although there is a breeze in this season, it is not enough to completely blow the paper up, but this position can be seen more clearly."

This statement was acceptable to Song Si, he stared closely at the brush and put it in the inkwell beside him.

The white ink was stained on the tip of the brush, and an elegant trace was drawn. In the first few strokes, Song Si didn't see what Kasen Kanesada wrote.

After writing everything, Song Si realized that it was a Song character. He looked up at Kasen Kanesada, but saw that the man was rubbing the sweat on his forehead and stroking his chin, thinking about adding his name to it. where.

"I saw your surname last time when I went to accompany you to pay homage to your loved ones. Please don't mind." Finally finding a suitable place, he picked up a pen and wrote a book, and asked Song Si to put down the paper and put the paper in his hand. In the hands of Song Si: "Give it to you."

Song Si's face was hidden under the big paper, and Song Si's expression could not be seen clearly. Ge Xian Jianding was a little flustered. He was very flustered, but he saw the man carefully put the paper on the ground, smoothing out the careless words just now. Wrinkled up, and then hugged in my arms.

"It's hard for you to remember." Song Si hugged the paper tightly.

Kasen Kanesada was stunned: "Remember...remember what?"

Baby Song Si put the paper in his arms: "Today is my birthday, and this is the first birthday present I received."

Unintentionally inserting willows and willows into the shade, watching Song Si's face showing surprise, Ge Xian Kaneding couldn't bear to expose the truth, he reached out and touched Song Si's hair, which was allowed to do something that he would never dare to do normally.

Gexian Kanesada's reaction speed was extremely fast, he quickly put back the surprise on his face, clapped his hands, turned his head and asked Song Si: "Since it's my birthday, I have to eat longevity noodles." After speaking, Gexian Kanesada went to the kitchen Go: "The noodles should be long, so that they can live longer."

Song Si looked at the spiritual power in his hands that was beginning to become slack, and took a deep breath of the air of Honmaru. He smelled the warmth, and the heart that the puppet set would not beat too fast was beating a little bit. A burst of his vitality.

The longevity noodles in front of him smelled tempting, and the smell of beef bones exuded a fragrance. Song Si picked up a piece of noodles and put them in his mouth. The noodles were so long that they couldn't be eaten in one sitting. in the end.

"Song Si, I made you longevity noodles. This is my first time cooking, so I can't say it's bad."

"it is good."

The salty noodles made Song Si frowned: "Is this called longevity noodles? It broke before I took a bite."

"How dare you despise it?"

The noodles in his mouth were bitten off, looking at the thick and fragrant noodle soup in front of him, the corners of Song Si's mouth slightly curled up, this was the second time he ate longevity noodles, and every time it was delicious.

"Thank you." Song Si swallowed the noodle soup in his mouth, but saw a few people looking in at the door, everyone was holding a gift bag, Song Si was slightly stunned.

Surrounded by swords, the small room became crowded. California Qingguang's expression was a little distorted, and he even subconsciously sat far away from Xiaoye's left text.

It seemed that he touched his chest with a little fear.

A pile of gift boxes were piled up in front of Song Si, but Gexian Kane set a time to make noodles, and the whole of Honmaru knew the news, and everyone held the prepared gifts in their hands.

The Song character already hung on the wall, California Qingguang specially made a headband that is more than enough to make up Song Si's long-grown hair, Wuhutui packed his little tiger with a pink bow... ..

Almost everyone gave gifts, but Hasebu, who was cutting and cutting, was stunned, his hands were empty, and noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, he stood up and gave a gentleman's salute to Song Si: " Can you please accompany me to a place after dinner?"

When the bowl became empty, Song Si deliberately turned the bowl upside down, and there was no drop of soup. Song Si looked at Yaki Hasebe, and deliberately shook the bowl in his hand, so that Yaki Hasebe noticed his side.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe smoothed the folds on his clothes, made a gesture of please to Song Si, and stood at the door, waiting quietly until Song Si finished.

On the edge of the vegetable field in the backyard, large patches of lilies floated in the air, all white lilies caught the eye, surrounding the vegetable field which was only a small seedling, Kasen Kanesada looked at the pressing and cutting Hasebe beside him , smiled softly.

At that time, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect this person to remember it until now, but it was only a bowl of noodles, not enough time to plant the land in the backyard. It seems that this person has been preparing for a long time.

The five tigers retreated and stretched out their hands to gently touch the petals of the lily. The small hands were cautious, as if they were treating a treasure, but the petals were still fragile and fell to the ground, stained with soil.

The child hurriedly squatted down, picked up the petal of the flower on the ground, and placed it in the middle of his white and tender little hands, a little at a loss, after Song Si gently touched his head, he raised a big smile.

"Can I take it back?"

Song Si nodded: "Yes."

Wu Hutui smiled honestly, found a small purse from his waist, and put the petal of the lily in the purse. Through the fabric of the purse, Wuhutui smelled the faint fragrance, and then He raised his hands very high.

Looking at the purse in front of him, Song Si was stunned: "For me?"

The move of borrowing flowers to present Buddha, the five tigers retreated perfectly, and even got a loving hug from Song Si. Pressing and cutting Chang Gubu pursed his lips, stepped forward, and opened his arms to Song Si, with a smile on his face. A little restless, Qing Guang, who was standing beside him, laughed happily.

Song Si looked at the arms of the person in front of him and his height, which was less than his shoulders. He paused, and passed by Yashi Changgubu with Wuhutui in his arms, leaving only Yaki Changgubu behind. He held his hands up in embarrassment.

After a while, Song Si turned around, stretched out his hand, and lightly shook the hand of Yakiri Hasebe.

The fleeting icy touch made Hasebe rub his palm, looked at the lilies around the field, raised his eyebrows, and laughed dumbly.

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Foxnosuke, who was on the side, looked eagerly, and was about to speak, when Song Si cut off the conversation, looking at the steaming Changshou face in front of him, his face was worried: "The retrograde army has moved again, right?"

Song Si nodded at Shanbaqie Guohiro, stood up, and walked out of the restaurant first, the man pulled the quilt and followed Song Si.

On the timeline in front of him, there was a mass of ink-like black matter that was thicker than usual, Song Si looked at the timeline: "Is Yuanping fighting together?"

"Start to issue orders now." Song Si looked at Yamabasaki Kunihiro who was sitting in front of him, "Yamabasaki Kunihiro leads the first unit, and fully guarantees that the time will not be changed."

Kunihiro Yamababa pulled the sheet, but straightened his chest. As the captain of the first unit, even if it was an imitation, every time he was entrusted with important tasks, Kunihiro Yamababa could feel the pleasure from the depths of his soul.

He stood up from the seat, and he looked at the thick black shadow on the screen of the Inquisitor, with a trace of firmness in his eyes.

Song Si reached out and touched his chest.

So annoying, so uncomfortable.

Every time the retrograde army travels through time and space and begins to destroy history, he always feels the pressure from the current affairs that requires swords to go out.

Why change history?Although the current situation is not very good, it is stable on the surface. What can the war bring to the retrograde army?Song Si didn't understand, but he understood that it was enough for all these retrograde troops to die.

The simple and plain truth brings him something he doesn't like, and there is no need to survive in this world.

It was getting late, the sky was getting dark, the children insisted on going out, Song Si didn't keep them, but just watched them leave.

The place where the battle took place was wide, and there were some lights floating in the air, illuminating the passage, making the track look a little weird. At the end of the passage, Song Si could no longer see their voices, leaving only a sigh.

Kasen Kanesada's eyes were scorching, looking at the few people who disappeared, and at the getting late sky: "I brewed tea to soothe the nerves, do you want to taste it?"

Song Si looked away and nodded.

It was windy here last night, but Song Si was still sitting on the floor, covered with most of the dust, but he didn't care at all, put his purse on his waist, and asked the song fairy Kanesada who was sitting beside him: "You also like to go out to fight?" ?”

Song Xian Jianding nodded, and the corners of his mouth lightly hooked: "Going out to battle can reflect our own value. We took human form for this, and this has always been our way of life."

Song Si closed his mouth and didn't speak any more. The stars in the sky were still the same as when he first came here, they never moved a bit, just like the swords and swords set by the current affairs, Song Si withdrew them disappointed looked away.

The Anshen tea had the taste of traditional Chinese medicine, which Song Si hated the most. He poured all the tea in his hand into his mouth, and instead of drinking tea in peace, he swallowed it in one gulp, then turned his head and vomited Tongue.

Song Xian Kaneding looked at it with a straight smile, and directly picked up the Anshen tea in his hand, and stopped adding tea to Song Si's teacup which had already covered the mouth of the cup.

"Go to bed early." After closing the door gently until the man's face was no longer visible, Kasen Kanesada's eyes flickered.

I don't know if the owner knows it, but he never touches things he doesn't like before, and only touches them out of expediency, but now he will try his best to let himself accept things he doesn't like for the sake of others.

A big improvement, Kasen Kanesada nodded his head fiercely, smiling lightly.

The long street, during the Heian period, vendors were still used to selling things on both sides of the street.

The swords came at the right time, just in time for the festival, both sides of the street were lit with countless lights, and even the surface of the small lake not far away was fully illuminated by the lights.

Many gadgets are placed around, attracting the attention of the two children. Their attention cannot be concentrated all the time, and they are always attracted by many things.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe took out the bag of Xiaopan from his arms, and put a Xiaopan in each child's hand.

Through extraterrestrial exploration, human beings found a planet with large gold mines on the ground. Since then, gold has gradually become the most common metal. In 2205, it can even be exchanged with iron at the same level.

These little pans made of gold were enough to buy the entire shop of a small merchant in the Heian era. After an appointment was made, the children ran away with the small pans.

With so much money, the children would always attract the attention of some ronin. The remaining adults looked at each other and looked at California Qingguang together.

California Qingguang pointed to himself, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Me?"

After being pushed out, California Qingguang touched the position of his arm, where he was hit by the angry Xiao Ye Zuowen, and it still hurts a little. Turning his head and wanting to say something, he saw that the remaining three people had Talking and laughing have already left the place.

Resigned to his fate to find the short knives, California Qingguang shuttled through the crowd, and when he found two short knives, he stood firmly in place.

Large expanses of fireworks bloomed in the sky, dazzling California Qingguang's eyes.

Xiaoye Zuowen noticed California Qingguang behind him, remembered what he did last time, looked at California Qingguang's arm, pursed his lips, and put the lantern he bought just now into California Qingguang's hand.

California Qingguang was slightly stunned, and then smiled softly. Under the illumination of the little rabbit's lantern, California Qingguang's face turned slightly red.

The children walked in front, and California followed behind, thinking about when he could go back to the hotel to rest, but he was caught by the corner of his clothes. It seemed that someone was doing tricks in front of him. Can't see it.

California Qingguang sighed, resigned to his fate and put the five tigers back on his neck. Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Xiaoye Zuowen on the other side pulling his trousers.

"......", California Qingguang was silent for a while, and he suddenly understood why the group of Taidao and Dadao pushed him out.

The field of vision of the five tigers retreated suddenly became wider, watching California Qingguang hummingly holding Xiao Ye Zuowen in his arms, blushing and thanking California Qingguang, and hearing California Qingguang's response, Only then did he clap his little hands towards the front of the acrobat, his little face was flushed, very cute.

Suddenly Wuhu Tui opened his eyes slightly, and exchanged a glance with Xiaoye Zuowenzi who was in the arms of Qingguang Qingguang.

"Mr. California, I seem to have seen a retrograde army."

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"Why haven't those people come back yet?" Sankaiyue put down the tea in her hand, and looked at Foxosuke who was lying on the ground and dozing off with his head bit by bit.

Foxnosuke hit his head on the ground, made a violent collision sound, and quickly woke up, the bell on his chest flickered.

Touching the bell with his palm, the bell shook slightly, and a black area appeared on the map in front of him. Hasebe looked at the map in front of him carefully, and his eyes suddenly tightened: "The episode just now Is the city near here?"

Izu country is the world of Hojo Shizheng. As the father of Minamoto Yoritomo's wife, Hojo Masako, he was the first generation of the Kamakura Shogunate in power.

Coincidentally, when Minamoto Yoritomo was exiled to Izu due to the Heiji Rebellion, Hojo Tokimasa was ordered to monitor her words and deeds, so Minamoto Yoritomo met and married Hojo Tokimasa's eldest daughter, Hojo Masako.

Masako Hojo likes this kind of busy market very much. If it is near the market, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the retrograde army.

The retrograde army doesn't care how many pedestrians are around them. After all, except for historical figures who can play a vital role in history, the rest of them are like nothing in their eyes.

Mikazuki Zongjin pinned the sword next to him to his waist: "The one said last time that we can take a good rest, so I just returned to Honmaru and didn't even stay for half a month."

Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro pulled the quilt, and then sighed, looking at the body of the so-called best imitation on his waist, he was full of thoughts: "I don't understand what the master thinks about my imitation. what kind of expectations?"

Hasebe pressed forward and opened the door in stride. The noise outside the door and the noise of running started to become anxious at this moment. Hasebe pressed the door and stopped a pedestrian who left anxiously to ask. Condition.

"Over there, someone was assassinated."

Have you seen blood yet?

Most of the road had already been blocked, and it was impossible to pass through. Sanriyue looked at a short pile not far away, stepped lightly, jumped onto the wall on the side, kicked the window sill hard, and flew onto the roof.

The remaining two people looked at each other, but they learned how to behave. When they got to the roof, Sanriyue smiled and nodded: "Young man, that's good."

The roof made a collision sound under the rapid running, and the retrograde army that appeared in front of them stopped in the middle of the road, obviously delaying time for the other side.

"One for you, two for me." Yakiri Hasebe slowly withdrew the main body from his waist, looked at Mikazuki who hadn't made any preparations at all, and said to Yamabakiri Kunihiro beside him.

"No, I'm two, you are one." Before Yamabuchi Kunihiro finished speaking, he saw Mikazuki Munekin rushing forward like a ray of moonlight.

The sword cut through the air, and the ashes left burnt marks in the air. Sanri Yuezong smiled at the remaining two people: "You must respect the old and love the young, so it's all mine."

The obstruction time of the retrograde army in front of him is very short, and it seems that it is just buying a respite for the rest of the retrograde army with their lives.

California Qingguang touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and there were scars all over his body. The few short knives that already had scars were tightly guarded by California Qingguang.

He could no longer hold the body in his hand, and fell to the ground. The sword of the Otachi in front of him was almost on the top of his head. Qingguang Qingguang sighed, hugged Xiaoye Zuofuji and Wuhu Tui in his arms, and used his own Go back to shield the two children from injury.

After the half-pay, the pain did not hit. California Qingguang slightly opened his eyes. In the chest of the retrograde soldier in front of him, a sword had penetrated his shoulder. With a slight wave of the hand of the person holding the sword, his eyes were exposed. The ferocious Odachi turned to ashes.

Under the joint force of the new swords, the remaining big swords turned into nothingness. The corner of California Qingguang's mouth curled into a smile: "I thought I would never see you again before I died."

Kunihiro Yamabuchi stepped forward to support Kiyomitsu, who was already unsteady, and looked at the scars on several people: "I'm sorry, I was careless."

Kiyomitsu coughed twice, and said, "Captain, you don't need to blame yourself, who knew Masako Hojo would show up here."

Foxosuke rubbed his fluffy head against Qingguang Qingguang's shoulder, looking at the large and small wounds, tears were about to flow down, and he spun around anxiously.

"California and the two short knives, please return to this pill quickly for treatment."

Song Si looked at California Kiyomitsu who was lying in the quilt with his eyes closed and breathing very shallow, his eyes were unhappy: "When I come here, I want you to pay attention all the time, this is the first time Someone was seriously injured and I hope this is the last time."

Song Si originally wanted to continue to question, but saw the self-blame that was about to overflow on the cheeks of Yamabukiri, and the words turned around his mouth: "Can you guarantee it?"

Yamabuki Kunihiro nodded and did not answer, Song Si then looked at Foxnosuke who was staring at Kiyomitsu: "Transmit."

The light spots on the bell gathered together, time and space distorted above, and California Qingguang and the two short knives turned into golden light spots and star points.

"I'll leave all the repair materials to you." Song Si nodded to the song fairy Kanesada who was always on call.

The door of the restoration room was closed, and Ge Xian couldn't see the situation inside at all, only heard the cough from Song Si, which made his chest tight.

Song Si gently attached his hand to the broken mark of the sword. This was different from the small injuries of Xiao Ye Zuo Wen and San Ri Yue Zongjin last time. This time the break was too obvious, and Song Si could only increase the input of spiritual power.

Restoration needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, which is a burden for the god judge, because it needs a little bit of spiritual power to be channeled into the sword, which also requires patience and perseverance.

Sweat dripped from Song Si's forehead, and the candlestick representing the vitality of the sword was lit up little by little and then floated in the air.

When Song Si opened the door of the restoration room, Kasen Kanesada saw Song Si's pale face and lip color that was almost indistinguishable from his skin color.

Song Si opened the hand of Kasen Kanesada who wanted to come to help him. This is what he hates the most. After each repair, the weak body and the fragile parts are fully displayed.

"Take California Qingguang, Wuhu Tui and Xiaoye Zuowenwen to your own house, and then come to my house."

Song Si Kanesada opened his mouth, and heard Song Si's tired voice: "Don't worry, their physical condition has recovered to the best, and they will be able to open their eyes tomorrow at the most."

"No, I want to ask about the blood on your body..."

Song Si looked at his chest, the black kimono was barely noticeably stained with blood, Song Si shook his unconscious head: "It's probably the blood on Qingguang Qingguang's body."

Hearing a sudden breath of relief from behind, Song Si staggered, propped himself up to the bedroom, and let his body fall on the soft bedding.

Song Si turned over, took out the handkerchief on his chest, covered his lips, and coughed more and more.

Taking off the handkerchief, the red color on it was shocking, Song Si put the back of his hand on his eyes: "So, that's why I don't like treating you guys, can't you be well and not get hurt?"

Song Si's consciousness returned to the darkness, and when the consciousness returned again, Song Si saw the woman standing among the lilies, and the familiar back made Song Si's chest pain relieved a lot.

"master."

The woman turned her head, her face was still as serious as she was familiar with, but she smiled slightly when she saw him: "Song Si, long time no see."

Song Si staggered to the side of the woman, and the woman smiled and said, "Xiao Si has such a paralyzed face after such a long time, it's not cute."

While lying on the ground full of lilies, Song Si felt the fatigue he had never felt before. He closed his eyes, and the woman's soft voice whispered in his ears: "Is Xiao Si tired? Then go to sleep." .”

Go to sleep, Song Si obediently closed his eyes, and when Song Si opened his eyes again, the master had disappeared and disappeared in front of him, leaving only the faint smell of lilies.

"Xiao Si, go back when you wake up." The woman smiled: "I wanted to keep you, but I didn't expect that there are still people waiting for you to go home."

That faint voice was narrating an ordinary thing, but Song Si couldn't help getting chills. He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Kasen Kanesada who was already waiting at the door, and heard the knocking on the door.

With a severe headache, he put the handkerchief back into his arms, saw the purse of lilies in front of the pillow, understood the origin of the dream, and laughed at himself as a puppet for dreaming.

Song Si called out, and Kasen Kanesada entered the main house.

"You are ready to help out. There are too many Otachi people this time, and there are obviously not enough people there."

Song Xian Kanesada put down the plate in his hand, and bowed to Song Si: "Then please take care of yourself during this time."

Song Si looked at the meal beside him where most of the heat had dissipated. He remembered the too real dream just now, coughed twice, and suddenly fell silent.

Who is waiting for his return?Are these swords?Home?

Song Si stood up, and the handkerchief beside him fell to the ground. The bright red blood on it still showed what happened just now. The heart-wrenching feeling caused by the treatment of the sword all showed that this was not his home. .

This Honmaru, this current political fictional Honmaru, has never been his home, he has no home.

"woke up?"

California Qingguang slightly opened his eyes, the glare of the sun made California Qingguang a little uncomfortable and closed his eyes again, California Qingguang who was adapting to the light heard a familiar voice, turned his head to look, Song Si sat there on his knees, quietly look at him.

Song Si didn't speak, just stared at him, California Qingguang swallowed, he felt inexplicable pressure, and subconsciously wanted to stand up and put himself on the defensive, but suddenly the wound was pulled, he grinned in pain, and lay down obediently .

"Thank you." The silence in the air made California Qingguang not quite used to it, and he broke the silent air by speaking.

Song Si's lips parted slightly: "It's useless."

California Qingguang was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, ready to bear Song Si's scolding.

"When you encounter a big enemy, you should find a partner according to the principle, or turn around and run away. Is your aggressive mentality too much?" Song Si said that he was justified in running away: "Do you even need to be taught to run away?"

The harsh teachings made California Qingguang hang his head and say nothing, but these scoldings warmed his heart inexplicably. Song Si started to cough after saying a few words: "You will be punished to withdraw from the first team, and you will not join other teams for the time being." Combat troops."

California Qingguang raised his head, with a smile in his eyes, he heard himself say yes.

The rest of the scolding in Song Si's mouth was choked back after the "good", and he stood up a little bored, and before he went out, he was thrown into his arms by two small shells.

The children hugged Song Si fiercely, like cubs who left home, and needed to find a place to shelter from the rain. Song Si lowered his head and looked at the two children: "You have the same reason."

The children nodded obediently this time, and never said anything to upset Song Si. Their big moist eyes fluttered, making Song Si unable to say a single serious word, so he had to find another punishment: "There are so many incidents that happened within half a day after I first came out. You have to bear the main responsibility. In the end, all the flower beds and vegetable gardens in the backyard are handed over to you to manage."

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"California Clear Light has fully recovered, you can rest assured."

Looking at Yamabashi Kirihiro who relaxed instantly, Song Si's tone was stern, even with a trace of annoyance inside: "Kasen Kanesada should be coming to your side soon, don't get hurt again, I don't want to say this sentence a third time .”

Looking at the busy tone interface of Xue Hua after the communication has been closed, Mikayue Zongjin radiated frustration all over his body.