Demon Sword Man's Journey to Honmaru

After Yaodao played enough with a group of elementary school students, he stretched slightly, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the Otachi group enjoying the sea breeze and drinking wine under the parasol, sighed slightly, and stood up body.

"Brother Taro, the lord seems to be walking towards us." Jiro's charming eyes, which were slightly red from the smell of alcohol, suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man walking this way, and gently pointed at the elder brother who was pouring wine for him Said, and then took another sip of wine lightly.

"Pfft!" Jiro's complexion changed suddenly, he sprayed out the wine in his mouth, swung his head, and saw Tsurumaru who was behind him holding a tube of wasabi and laughing, took out his own body, and shot at someone Bai Mao chopped off, "Tsurumaru! Do you want to die!"

While flashing Jiro's knife slashing at him, he kept covering his mouth and giggling, his eyes flashed with joy after the prank was successful, "Puff puff, life needs a little scare~"

"Jiro." Taro grabbed the corner of Jiro's clothes, pointed to the boy who stopped not far from them and looked at them with a smile, and then wiped off the wine that Jiro sprayed on his face, his head A few red wells appeared on it, "The lord is coming up, if you want to trouble Tsurumaru, come later."

The young man smiled and looked at Jiro and Tsurumaru who had calmed down, and by the way looked around at the smiling Qingjiang who arrived at some unknown time, and Ishikirimaru who had been sitting quietly, nodded, and said:

"Hmm, it looks like it's all here."

"Then, is there anything the Lord wants us to do?" Taro asked softly after a moment of silence.

The boy stroked his chin with his hand, thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, pointed at the girl lazily lying on the shell basking in the sun, and said, "Well, it's nothing, then I'll go over there to play. "

"Hey...don't leave, my lord." Tsurumaru hurriedly stopped the young man who was about to leave, and sighed helplessly, "We're all gathered together, won't your lord explain something to us? Is it?"

"Well, explain what?" The boy tilted his head, as if he didn't understand anything.

Tsurumaru couldn't help stomping his feet irritably, but couldn't spit out the question in his throat, "..."

Ishikirimaru on the side patted Tsurumaru's shoulder silently, and said flatly: "All we have to do is trust the Lord, and the Lord will explain it by himself when the time comes?"

"Yeah." Qing Jiang, Jiro and Taro on the side nodded silently.

"Oh~ so that means, it's okay for you to be cheated to death by your god-inspector and not even know the truth?" The mermaid girl lying on the shell suddenly appeared behind Ishikirimaru, holding a fan, with great interest Looking at the few people who expressed their determination.

"Heh, even if we die, it's none of your business, right? Miss Jiaotu."

"Oh, if I can tell you about the past of the God-inspector~ it has something to do with me, right?"

"Jiaotu! You..."

Just when the boy was about to stop the girl, the girl closed the fan in her hand, pointed at the boy, and interrupted the boy's words, "Demon Sword! Don't worry about it this time! If you tell them and don't accept it, you can still It’s better not to let them know in the first place.”

"..." Seeing the girl's movements, the swords present were silent for a while, Tsurumaru stepped forward and asked, "What about the chips? Miss Jiaotu won't tell us easily?"

Jiaotu showed a faint smile again, pressed his fan against his temples, pretended to be thinking, and then said lightly: "Hmm... Then, let's play a game with the past of your god judge as a bet." Now~ If you win, I will tell you everything I know~"

Taro frowned and asked, "Then...we lost?"

"Of course it is..." The girl closed her fan, and a strong demonic aura gradually spread out, covering the entire beach. Suddenly there was a huge wave on the beach, and it made a loud sound when it hit the beach. At the same time, she was still charming The voice carried a strong murderous intent, resounding throughout the seaside,

"I'm betting on your lives~"

"Of course, the life of the swords participating in this game is the bet~" The girl spread out her fan, looked at the surprised swords, and slapped the fan happily, then turned her head, waved her finger, and a water bomb hit the opponent. Flying towards the tent not far away, knocking it flying, revealing many swords crowded together with serious expressions, he said happily: "Do you understand the little ghosts who are eavesdropping over there? There is no limit to the number of participants~"

"..." All the swordsmen seemed to have lost their voices, staring blankly at the girl and the boy who kept his head down and hid his expression under his hair.

"Well, it seems that we can't make a decision~ Well, I will tell you your decision after dinner in the afternoon~" After a while of silence, the girl couldn't help laughing, and said happily, casually, A water mark was linked to the boy's body, "Then, I will take away your god judge first~ If this person softens his heart and tells you directly, wouldn't my work be wasted~ Yes Come on, Demon Sword Brother~"

"..." The corner of the boy's mouth twitched slightly, and helplessly looking at the girl who saw through his thoughts and secretly smiled, he sighed, "Besides, did you actually use the trickle to prevent me from escaping?"

The girl waggled her fishtail and said with a smile, "Mmm~ Otherwise, you must have run away. I don't even have feet, so how could I catch up with you~"

Then he slapped the fan, "Then, brother Yaodao, you can still say the last word to these people~ the last word in every sense~"

"Yeah." He touched the girl's hair helplessly, messed up her neat bun, looked at the girl's swollen cheeks, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "It's just that I trust them , I believe this game is not the last word.”

He didn't face the swords, but just pampered the girl's head, and said a word faintly, and even the corner of his eyes didn't share with the complex-colored swords on the beach. Nostalgic, murmured in a low voice: "This is the second time I have said the word believe... the first time I have been severely disappointed~"

Jiaotu's expression was confused, and there seemed to be a little crystal in the corner of his eyes. Then he opened the folding fan, covered his expression, and said softly, "Oh, that's the end of it? Don't even give them a front?"

The boy nodded, and disappeared in front of the eyes of the swords with the mermaid girl in the sudden tide.

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After a moment of silence,

Candlestick cut stepped forward and said with a complicated expression: "Is there anyone who wants to participate?"

Afterwards, all the swords silently raised their hands, looking at the candlestick with firm expressions.

"..." Yaoken sighed slightly, and said: "If all members participate, if we fail, all members will die, then only the general will be left... And, as a sword payer For us, we can forge a new one after breaking a knife, so I suggest that we let our easy-to-produce swords participate in this game. Even after we die, there will be no big problems. damage···"

Afterwards, a few short knives and assisted swordsmen stood silently behind Yao Yan, expressing their decision silently.

"I object."

Taro raised his hand silently, and said: "Even if a new sword comes, but the memory can't come back, and, for the general, can he really treat different swords with the same mood? For us The same goes for..."

After that, he looked at Yizhen, Jiang Xue Zuowen and Yamabuki Kunihiro indifferently, "Besides, at this time, don't you plan to say something?"

All eyes were on the three of them.

The Kuritaguchi family looked at the first phase in confusion, and Goto couldn't help asking:

"What? Is there anything brother Yiqi didn't tell us?"

And Zuo Wenwen's two brothers also silently guarded Jiang Xue.

"Oh..." The two sighed slightly, silently hugged the brothers who were protecting them behind them, and said softly, "It's okay..."

Then, I closed my eyes, and at the same time, black lines ran from the skin, and white bones grew at some point in the joints such as the elbows. eyes, bent slightly,

"As you can see, the two of us are Fusangshin who were brought to this honmaru by the master in the darkened body. However, the rest of the matter..." Feeling the huge evil spirit shrouded in him who did not know when, Helplessly forced a smile, "If you say it, probably the game has failed..."

"..." At the moment when all the swords seemed unable to accept the facts before them,

As Honmaru's original sword, Yamabagiri Kunihiro stepped forward, and the cloak was blown away by the sea wind from nowhere, revealing the dazzling blond hair and the pair of eyes that are still shining in the summer,

"We are the Lord's sword, the Lord is our judge..."

Yes...we are the Lord's knife, nothing else... Therefore, all we have to do is to wield it under that person's hand, protect that boy, love that boy well, and then· ··Bet everything on yourself to believe in that boy.Then, everything else is not that important...

After Jiang Xue and the first two revealed their identities, the confused swordsmen became as determined as the young man under the words of the blond youth.

All Honmaru, all players decided to participate in the game!

All we have to do is to guard the peaceful and happy life of this Honmaru... and the god judge who bestows all of this to us, he is everything for our sword Fusangshen!

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"So... what game do you have prepared?"

Yao Dao, who appeared under a cliff, said to the girl beside him, "There's no place here for games, right?"

"Oh, Brother Yaodao, isn't he worried about their failure?" Looking at the relaxed young man, Jiao Tu couldn't help but tilt his head and asked in confusion.

The boy nodded, and said with a matter of course: "Ah, didn't I say that, I believe them."

Then he touched his chin, and looked at Jiaotu with doubts on his face, "By the way, if we want to develop a game for so many Fusangshen, it should be a big scene, and the production of the venue is indispensable...Jiaotu, don't you?" Are you good at this kind of stuff?"

"what about me?"

Suddenly, a wisp of blue fireworks ignited in front of Yaodao, and an ethereal sound like smoke came out from it.

Yaodao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled knowingly,

"Heh... are there any monsters who are better at this than you in this era?"

Looking at the woman who gradually appeared in front of his eyes, he slightly opened his lips, "Qingxingdeng..."

The cyan color is formed by flames, and butterflies are flying aimlessly around a flaming lantern, while a woman in cyan color smiles at the corners of her mouth, and her cyan lips slowly open.

"Puff puff puff puff, it seems that my concubine's Hundred Stories will add another good story~"

The author has something to say:

Today’s 3400 big fat chapter... it’s the compensation for asking for leave a few days ago, orz

After 5 consecutive days of experimental classes plus papers, tea is already a dead tea, goodbye manually.