There's something wrong with my game

Ueno Ryo looked uncertainly at the closed room in front of him.

It looked the same, the sliding door was closed tightly, and the moonlight projected gently on the door.

However, there is another taste in the breath.

The entire Honmaru No. 1229 is under the control of the God Inspector, and his spiritual power completely envelopes it.

Clear, huge, pure spiritual power.And now, the traces of breath leaking from the room obviously made him feel uncomfortable.

Ryo Ueno hesitated for a while, and then said, "Mikazuki... are you in there?"

He can't judge the situation in the room now, and he doesn't dare to make judgments at will.

Mikazuki Sokami is a knife that Ryo Ueno has dealt with more in Honmaru, but in fact he doesn't know that well.

Daojian Fusangshen had a gentle expression, and his dark blue pupils always reflected the crescent moon as always.

Sitting in the corridor drinking tea, discussing how to make tea with Yingmaru, or calmly negotiating with the people from Naruto's side.

Sanri Yuezong has never lost his composure.

There was no sound from inside the door, it was deadly quiet.

…Always feeling insecure, the spiritual power in his body was still warning him of the uneasiness inside, Ueno Ryo pushed the door open.

There were no lights in the room.From the half-opened paper door, a little moonlight was faintly revealed.

It was neatly tidied up, and the bed in the room was well laid out on the floor. He didn't see Sanriyue.

"Why is the lord here?" It was still Sanriyue's gentle voice.

Ryo Ueno adjusted to the light inside before he could clearly see a figure sitting inside.

Alone and quietly alone, those dark blue eyes were as peaceful and indifferent as ever.

Ueno Ryo didn't know why, so he took a step back.

He coughed and managed to calm himself down, "Are you okay? I'm passing by here, and I want to..."

The sliding door behind him opened a little bit more, revealing Fu Sangshen's more complete figure.

With a lingering black energy, half of Fu Sangshen's face was completely bone-shattered, while the other half had a human appearance.

Sanri Yuezong put down his teacup and knocked it lightly on the tea tray.

He looked at him, still smiling peacefully, "Oh, oh, did you scare the lord?"

Ueno Ryo shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and took a step closer.

"My lord, it's best not to come here now."

Fu Sangshen calmly reminded, "Dark fall is not easy to control, it's best to avoid hurting the lord."

Sanri Yuezong lowered his eyes slightly, and there was no uncontrollable embarrassment in his expression.

But only he knows that since Tsurumaru Kuninaga spoke that day, his dark fall has indeed slowly deepened.

"...It's okay." Ueno Ryo walked over and sat next to him.

He squeezed the No. [-] doll in his hand, giving himself a little confidence, "Even if something happens, No. [-] will save me."

No. [-] lay docilely in his palm, his body was covered with a layer of soft flannel, like a cute little doll.

The emotion in Sanri Yuezong's eyes deepened a little.

Ryo Ueno scratched his head, sitting like this was not an option.

He hesitated for a while before asking, "Then do you have any solution to this situation? Otherwise..."

Ask Tsurumaru and the others?

"Can my lord give me a hug?"

The black-haired boy suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"Master may not know," San Riyue smiled helplessly, "Your spiritual power should be the best relief for us."

Because of accepting Honmaru No. 1229, Ueno Ryo also has the qualification to control this Honmaru.

He was weak at the beginning, but he was accepted by Honmaru's Dark Fallen Swords and admitted that this allowed his spiritual power to gradually erode Dark Fallen Honmaru.

"The process of dark fall is irreversible," Sanri Yuezong said in a calm tone, "I'm just the first to get to this point."

Before he finished speaking, he was touched hesitantly.

A warm current came from the place of contact, easily relieving the burning pain of the mist.

"Do you feel better now?" Ueno Ryo automatically replaced.

He is an analgesic, and the swords of Honmaru have contracted a chronic disease, which is irreversible.

Among them, Mikami Tsukimune and Tsurumaru Kuninaga had the deepest depravity, almost reaching the level of severe illness.

Daojian's dark blue pupils were slightly curved, and Mikazuki Zongjin said with a smile, "Well, it is indeed much better than before."

"Will there be a solution to the current affairs?" Ryo Ueno was not discouraged. "They have been established for so many years, so they must have a solution, right?"

He had seen the Tsurumaru Kuninaga of 412 Honmaru before, and knew what the end of the dark fall was.

So he is also trying to make the swordsmen of Honmaru feel good, and if there is no accident, they will be fine and safe.

Because the end of the dark fall is too miserable.The God Judge didn't even dare to kill a single person, let alone watch such a thing.

"The only way to deal with current affairs should be to kill."

Sankai Yuezong was unhurried, "No one will try to become the God-inspector of Dark Falling Honmaru. There are not many precedents, and it is difficult to find a way."

"What's more," Sanri Yuezong lowered his eyes indifferently, "The dark fall on my body came after I killed the God Judge."

"..."

The current judge silently shrank back.

"Aren't you asking why?"

"They mentioned it to me."

When playing with the little knives, even though they are young in mind, they have actually experienced many things.

They don't mind talking about this with Ryo Ueno, and sometimes they mention the judges of other terms.

Some are tyrannical, some are smiling tigers, and some are completely invisible.

Ueno Ryo was the first to appear in this Honmaru among so many god judges.

According to the judge's own guess, many people are gamers.

Abandoning the pit, retreating, countless people appeared and disappeared, and Honmaru No. 1229 was also constantly changing masters.

The cruelest thing about this matter is that the god judge can choose Honmaru, but Honmaru cannot choose the god judge.

Honmaru No. 1229 survived the dark fall, but their psychology is not healthy anymore.

Not long before Ryo Ueno came, the previous god judge had just tried to kill them all, but was killed instead.

"Your lord knows," Sanri Yuezong smiled, "These actions will deepen the fall of the sword."

The source of the 1229 Honmaru's dark fall is no longer traceable, and the man named Wumen was the first to do so.

The subsequent replacement of the god judges only deepened the degree of the sword's dark fall step by step.

"Will Darkfall hurt?" Ueno Ryo looked at him, "Will it turn to bones?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin paused slightly, "It will hurt, and it will also turn to bones, and then atomize."

"Although Honmaru's swords look normal, they are actually in the process of becoming bones."

Sanri Yuezong is near, but the first one to abandon the human skin.

Honmaru's swords all maintain the appearance that humans love, but it doesn't mean they really are.

"...There will always be a way," Ueno Ryo dryly comforted, "Why don't I try it?"

The technical geek feels tired, and he is not the attending doctor, how could he do this?

But it's Honmaru's sword again, if he doesn't take care of it, no one will take care of it.

The dark fall process is irreversible.

Ueno Ryo pushed his glasses and said seriously that it's not irreversible, it's just that no one is looking for a solution.

This is the reason for most of the intractable diseases in medicine.

Sanri Yuezong smiled, and the white bones on half of his face looked particularly frightening.

"My lord, let's go first," he said in a gentle tone, "it will return to its original state in the daytime."

It's not the worst yet.If not, he would not be able to hide it from his colleagues.

Only Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was a little slower than him, would notice it.

Ryo Ueno thought for a while, "Didn't you say I'm an analgesic?"

Although he can't feel spiritual power and can't use it, it sounds like it's easy to use.

"Analgesic?" Sanri Yuezong paused, "Let's say it is."

Spiritual power can heal and soothe the dark burns on his body.

Honmaru No. 1229, Ueno Ryo's spiritual power and Honmaru's swords are the best fit.

"Is it okay if I touch you?"

After confirming, the judge didn't hesitate and sat directly beside him.

A hand hesitantly put on his shoulder.

Sanri Yuezong didn't speak, the mist behind him surged, and was always blocked by the clear spiritual power.

Although Ryo Ueno didn't feel it, it was indeed him, like a large stabilizer.

Sanri Yuezong opened his hand and looked at him, "Master, come here."

Half of his face was still bone-deep, but it exuded a strange beauty.

"You should rest."

It was indeed quite late, Ueno Ryo yawned, his fingers gripping the hem of his clothes.

He didn't feel at ease and slept directly on the body of the same sex, he just borrowed Sanriyue's shoulder.

"Sleep for a while, too. If you don't sleep, you will be irritable."

"It's also not conducive to the recovery and control of the patient."

A patient of Honmaru, Ryo Ueno sighed silently.

Tomorrow, he still has to ask Honosuke about the situation, and it's best to solve it.

"Sankayue, it's already late...?!!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga opened the sliding door, seeing the scene inside, his golden eyes paused.

"Sanriyue..." He squeezed the door frame tightly, and his usual smiling expression also changed.

Fu Sangshen propped up his body, his white underwear was thin, and his face was peaceful with a peerless face.

"The lord is still resting," Sanriyue put her fingers against her lips, "let's talk about it when he wakes up."

"Sanriyue..." Candlestick Qie passed by the door, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"It's true that the Lord is still resting," he crossed his arms, "but Sanriyue Palace should get up first, right?"

"My lord didn't go to sleep, and the Sanriyue Palace still has fields to plow today, isn't it appropriate?"

"Forget about plowing the fields," Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with a smile, "how about going to the teai field to practice?"

No. 1229 Honmaru had never been in such a situation before.

San Riyue raised her eyes, with an innocent expression on her face, "But my lord, hold down your sleeves."

"When the lord wakes up, it's not too late to discuss this matter, right?"

Honmaru's other swords: ...Rage 90.