【Touken Ranbu】Guide to Cultivating a God Judge

These three old people who have lived for many years can be regarded as the most shrewd people in this pill. If they really want to have a good relationship with the same person, they will rarely fail. The god judge could already lie on Sanriyue's lap, let out his tail to let Xiaohuwan comb his hair.

By the way, he opened his mouth wide to accept Yingwan's feeding.

For a moment, Yao Yan seemed to see three old grandpas taking their grandchildren out to play... the feeling.

"Yo, Yaoyan, are you looking for the main hall?"

Sanriyue saw Yaoyan first, and greeted him with a smile.

"That's right." Yao Yan laughed, seeing the god judge looking over with the dumpling in his mouth, he hurried forward, "You are here." His eyes fell on the dumpling, "Have you tasted it yet? The dim sum made by the Candlestick Cut Palace."

"Although it's different from my hometown, it's delicious." The god judge climbed up from Sanriyue's legs, his tail dangling behind him. It was a pleasure to be fed.

Yaken also laughed, "The Candlestick Chiden will be very happy, but you will have dinner in a while, so you don't want to eat dumplings anymore." He stretched out his hand to take away the tray with a smile on it. Plate, "Candlestick Qiedian has been looking for him to make dim sum for a long time, eat so much, be careful that you won't be able to eat dinner."

Xiaohuwan looked away guiltily.

This stack of plates was all he found from the kitchen.

The mind examiner propped his chin up and watched Yaoyan carry away the plate, and saw that Yaoyan's figure gradually disappeared, before he limply lay back on Sanriyue Zongjin's lap again.

sad.

Xiaohuwan rubbed the furry head of the judge amusedly, and the two pointed fox ears moved and drooped again.

"Well, Candlestick Cutting Hall's cooking skills are very good, and Song Xiandian's cooking skills are also quite good. When I passed by the kitchen just now, I saw them preparing dinner very seriously." Xiaohuwan laughed, combing the God-inspector carefully. The hairy tail, the comfortable eyes of the examiner narrowed.

It's really like a small animal.

Super cute.

When the judge entered the hall, all the Fusangshen had already arrived.

Suzumaru sat next to Jiang Xue Zuowen, Zuowen and Awataguchi occupied the seats on both sides of the god judge, followed by Sanjo and Kobizen, and the sent guardian also showed up, but he didn't appear groggy. He propped his chin and looked at it with interest.

The appraiser is indeed very good at eating, he is fast, yet elegant, he wiped out half of the food on the table without changing his face, and at the end he praised Candlestick Cut and Ge Xian while wiping his mouth.

"good to eat."

Then the two knives floated a table of flowers.

Seeing that the dinner was drawing to a close, and the interrogator had already eaten dessert, Fu Sangshen finally spoke out.

"Main hall, thank you very much for what happened before." Yingwan who spoke, although he is not big, but he is a big sword, and he is also the group with the highest combat effectiveness in this pill, so when he spoke, all the halls were quiet .

"We misunderstood you before, so we did many offensive things. Later, we couldn't even resist the invasion of darkness and attacked you. Here we apologize to you."

Having said that, Hotaru bowed down respectfully to salute, at the same time, almost all Fusangshen, including Mikazuki Munekin, bowed down, expressing their sincere guilt and gratitude.

After Hotaru woke up, she also gradually recalled the past. In fact, after a thorough purification, Honmaru Ritoken felt unbelievable about what he had done before. They shouldn't have done those things, and they couldn't It seemed unbearable at the time, but now it seems unforgivable.

These are all caused by the pervasive darkness.

The filthy atmosphere accumulated by those resentments corroded Fu Sangshen's body and mind, causing them to treat everything in a negative state of distrust, gradually accumulating, and finally almost reached a deep-rooted state.

Of course, the darkness has been purified by the god judges now, and there may still be some remaining darkness, but they no longer dare to do whatever they want, and now the fusangshen in the main pill are carrying special guards, which are enough to deal with the loss of strength. of filth.

These things, not only the god judges, but the fusang gods know it well.

So they are even more grateful.

The appearance of this powerful and unpolluted god judge gave them a long-lost feeling of hope. Maybe one day, this pill can return to normal, gradually move on the right track, and become a safe and bright future. land of hope.

At that time, they can call this place "home" with peace of mind.

They sincerely look forward to the arrival of this day, even if they are smashed to pieces.

For the apology of Fu Sangshen, the god judges can understand it. After all, for them, as a courtier but drawing a sword against the lord, it can almost be regarded as treason. The fluffy days of Shunmao are nothing.

But he still solemnly accepted their apology, and he clearly felt that the Fu Sangshen were relieved.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene became more relaxed, Yaoyan took the opportunity to announce many matters regarding the re-opening of the pill, including the arrangement of the inner circle, the rotation of the servants, the team for the expedition, and a series of things.

Although I have tried my best to arrange the schedule, there are still not enough manpower in this pill. Although the God-inspector let go of his work, he has heard a lot of Yaoken's soliloquies, and he knows something.

Is there not enough manpower?

The judge tilted his head and thought for a while before he remembered some things he had forgotten.

"Hey, Yaoyan." The judge stretched out his hand to grab Yaoyan's white coat, took it out from the sleeve, and took out a short knife, "Is this your brother?"

"Hey!? Hakata?!"

Although the sound was not loud, Fu Sangshen who was present at the scene paid some attention to the interrogator, so naturally he heard it all at once.

In an instant, all eyes in the hall were focused.

The god judge didn't feel anything, and scratched his ears, "I fished it out of the knife solution pool together with that long-haired knife spirit. I still have a few here."

Suzumaru Koji: Co-author, you still don't know who I am?

"That's Shuzhuwan Hengci Temple." Yaoyan said helplessly, "Where's the rest of the sword?"

"Here it is." The judge took out a knife from his sleeve again.

Press and cut the long valley.

A pair of wakiza, bone scorpion and catfish tail.

A short knife.

Atsushi Shiro.

A pair of knives.

California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an.

A great sword.

lion king.

……

The fusangshen present almost all watched with "-_-||" expressions as the judge took out one sword after another from his not-so-large sleeve, and finally he took out a naginata Already numb.

A lot of swords and swords were piled up in a mess, Yaken held his forehead helplessly, "Your sleeve..."

"Huh?" The judge tilted his head while flipping his cuffs upside down, "This is called the universe in the sleeve."

"Really." Yao Yan no longer intends to pursue what is hidden in his sleeves, he focuses all his attention on the pile of swords, "What are you going to do? Summoning?"

"Yeah." The judge nodded, "Didn't it mean that Honmaru didn't have enough manpower?"

"Huh?" Yao Yan was stunned for a moment.

"I have been hearing from Yaoyan that there is not enough manpower. So I paid a little attention in the sword solution pool, and fished out some swords that were not completely broken and repaired them." The god examiner explained seriously, "I'm tired."

His tone was full of praise.

For a while, Yao Yan was both moved and funny, so he could only praise, "The general is really amazing."

Was it because of this that he slept for so long?

The Fusangshen were moved by their own imagination.

Of course, there are still some impure minds who only focus on staring at the dangling big tail and the two pricked ears on the head when the judge asked for praise.

Tsk, so cute.

Think about the day, what should I do.

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