God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

Fortunately, Yu Shao Shen Zi opened the kitchen curtain in time and asked someone to help serve the dishes, which saved Pan Zhou Tian Ji from the predicament.

——It really feels guilty to explain what R21 game is to a bunch of innocent children!He is an upright uncle, he is not the kind of weird guy who takes off his trousers to play hooligans and still emphasizes that he is a good person!

He rubbed his forehead, and decided to drink a few more cans of beer later to suppress his full stomach.

Except for this little episode where he was the only one who felt embarrassed, the rest of the things went smoothly. Several people sat around a low table and ate a sukiyaki pot. Monogatari, and enjoyed the long-stored six-star ghost stories of the androids.

Qingguang Qingguang knew why the companions in Honmaru kept silent about the specific situation of the night of the castle tower-it was really terrifying to this extent!No matter who heard it, he would be ashamed and tremble... After he goes back, he will never tell everyone what happened now.

Originally, he and An Ding were kneeling next to the interrogator, but because of the terrifying atmosphere, they moved away a little, barely maintaining a calm expression.However, compared to Sukuna, who buried his head in the arms of the purple-haired young man and forgot to maintain his image, they were as calm as the adult group.

Yu Shaoshen Zi glanced at her own Wang, and teased in a tone mixed with regret and jokes: "Xiaoliu, aren't you afraid? Could it be that you just drank Mr. Pan's wine secretly, that's why you are like him?" Can't help but doze off?"

"Of course not, because there are no real ghosts in the world, they are just unfounded fantasies of human beings." Bi Shui Liu explained with a serious expression, then turned his head to look at the gray-haired man who was drunk on the sofa, I still don't forget to obediently respond to another question: "Mr. Pan drank all the wine by himself, I have never touched it."

Because he always behaved so honestly, the subordinates couldn't help but play tricks a little bit, but today, before Yu Shaoshen Zi continued to speak, Mio, who had unconsciously won Tsurumaru's true biography, took the lead, "It's not Fantasies... well, please pour me a glass of water."

He inexplicably popped out the latter sentence, causing the blue-haired Dadao who was closest to the kitchen to subconsciously support the low table and get up. Before his butt was completely off the ground, he heard a soft splashing sound from the kitchen, followed by a glass of warm water floating He ran out and landed firmly in the hands of the judge.

...? ? ? !

At this moment, no one can hide the horrified expression on their faces. Those who are good at using weapons even put their hands on their waists, ready to give a heavy blow to the invisible unknown creature at any time—of course, in the form of "ghosts" "The premise of being able to be beheaded by mortal things is fine.

Wang, who advocated the theory of science, couldn't help but be dazed for a few seconds, and inadvertently released a small string of green light patterns like fireworks from his fingertips—fortunately, his straitjacket had the function of limiting strength, which prevented him from scorching only There is a rug.

The young man with warm brown hair didn't seem nervous at all. He thanked the air first, then picked up the cup and took a sip of water, showing a relaxed and harmless smile, "Look, it's just that the substances made of life have It’s just different, not non-existent.”

Speaking of this, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and smiled at Anluodao, "Qingguang should be used to it, after all, Hasebe is a water ghost, don't we all get along well? "

California Qingguang, who doesn't know the truth about water ghosts: "...???"

——No, I can't answer that.

Yamato Mamoru remembered Karna who had been following him in a "stealth" state, and felt that he had already guessed the truth of the matter, so he secretly went over to ask his friends: "Did something happen to Hasebe? It is said to be an evil spirit." I can still understand, what the water ghost said... Could it be because he likes to cry? Ha, ha, I was joking, let's lighten the atmosphere."

Dark Falling Knife's expression was blank, and the judge next to him opened his eyes wide and nodded seriously, "So An Ding also knows the composition of Hasebe, so is there any other sword that is like this?"

The blue-haired sword strike created an illusion that only if he answered yes, the person in front of him would be happy to forge a lot of Hasebe to raise him.

——…It’s terrible, Ipponmaru Hasebe is simply horrific.

Thinking about how the place he would live in the future might turn into hell, he couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly shook his head to explain: "No, it should only be the case of Nazhen in your original pill... Please don't Think about it!"

Mio nodded regretfully, and decided to read more books after returning home, to create a perfect place to raise water ghosts, and treat her own rare species more kindly.

On the other hand, after the initial fright, Yu Shao Shenzi found that nothing serious had happened, so she took the "ghost" as a kind of ability of the opposite child, put it behind her without any psychological burden, and cared for a child. Fan hugged his little apprentice who didn't let go and the dignified Wang, and then yawned and suggested: "It's very late, if you don't sleep, it won't be beautiful to have dark circles under your eyes tomorrow."

"I, I'm going to stay here to sleep tonight!" The young master, who had always been reluctant to squeeze into the Datong shop, no longer had the usual arrogance, and hurriedly grabbed the hem of the person next to him, nervously refusing to let go.

Seeing how pitiful he looked like a homeless puppy, the master plucked two handfuls of silver hair lovingly, and then led him to the cupboard to get the quilt and hammock out, while he was busy I asked the newcomers: "It's a bit crowded here. Judging from the current number of people, only half of them sleep on the ground and half sleep in hammocks. Which one do you choose?"

——Ah, this kind of poverty-stricken atmosphere is so familiar, it is exactly the same as the life in Honmaru, and there is a faint sense of peace of mind... So what is this, the characteristic of the Anti (Poor) Traitor (Poor) Alliance?

Kaka Qingguang didn't know how to put down his growing desire to complain, so he could only follow Mio, whose eyes lit up when he saw the hammock, climbed up, pretending that he was a killer with no emotions.

As a result, within a few seconds, he heard the interrogator next to him muttering in a low voice: "Is it uncomfortable to sit and sleep? I think it is very easy for two people to lie on this bed...Really, because Karna is very Thin... Actually, I want to sleep with you, can't I?"

Anyone can hear the concern in those words. The white-haired heroic spirit is not the hard-hearted type. After politely rejecting it twice, he obediently lay down on the bed and made the man-made man who was of no importance to him Hugged in his arms, he quietly acted as a warm human flesh cushion.

After watching the audience, the knife fighters felt sad: ... yes, it is the smell at the top of the food chain!

This unfriendly picture to them also made the green king on the science side feel uncomfortable. He watched in the dark with a pair of eyes that were faintly flickering green at midnight, which caused another shock to the silver-haired boy sleeping next to him. psychological trauma.

After getting up the next day, Yu Shaoshen Zi stretched her waist refreshedly, and habitually turned her head to look at the companion next to her, only to find that Mr. Pan was not in good condition after a hangover. Jiuna also looked tired after an all night.

"You didn't secretly play games all night behind my back, did you?" He couldn't help joking, and didn't prepare for a response, so he slipped into the bathroom to wash up, and started his own daub, which was more delicate than a woman's.

In the middle of the journey, the silver-haired boy in a trance squeezed in and cleaned up briefly, and then ran out with his master to perform a new task, leaving his king and his guardian without any morals to face the newcomers who like to make trouble.

Fu Sangshen got up very diligently to make breakfast, and also helped tidy up the room, so when Mio woke up after sleeping in the middle of the day, she found that the whole room was completely new, and there was still steam on the low table. The steaming vegetable porridge and soft-boiled eggs instantly created the illusion of returning to the original pill.

"Morning..."

A fluffy head protruded from the hammock, with beautiful blue eyes half-closed, apparently still awake.

——Yes, cute!

California Qingguang resisted the movement of covering his heart, and stretched out his hand to help him straighten his sleepy hair, but in the next second, he gently held his hand and rubbed it, and then "chirp" down a Kiss, muttering vaguely in his mouth: "This is... a good morning kiss..."

——If you are, are teased like this, you will commit a crime sooner or later!

The master controller felt that his sanity was drifting away, so he quickly withdrew his hand that was about to get out of control, so as to prevent himself from accidentally balling the soft judge into a ball, and hugging him in his arms for a good time.

However, the other party obviously couldn't understand his good intentions, instead he propped himself up and leaned down, like a bird ready to forage, trying to stretch his neck to peck the cookie in front of him, and kissed again He slapped his forehead twice, and showed a guilty expression: "I was not sober just now, and now I will make it up for you... Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the hammock that was unilaterally pushed forward by the interrogator suddenly turned over, causing him to jump straight down.The black-haired Da Dao didn't even think about it, reached out and hugged him in his arms, using his body as a meat pad to cushion the force of the fall, his back hit the floor with a "bang".

"Hiss, master, are you alright?!" He ignored the pain in his body, quickly put his hands on the other side's ribs, observed carefully, and thought to himself—if it was the opening of an idol drama , the situation just now will definitely lead to a kiss on the mouth!He is too familiar with this routine! ...So, I still feel a little pity, ahem...

Mio, who couldn't hear the person in front of her, shook her head, rubbing his back while apologizing, "I'm just not very skilled yet, I promise I won't hurt you next time!"

"..."

Panzhou Tianji, who was watching silently, felt his filthy adult soul aching.

——Do you really think there is something wrong?He kept calling him "Master" instead of the young master. Could it be that kind of PLAY... No, no, no, it must be the uncle. I was thinking too much.

In order to save the bad brain activity, he stepped forward to help the two teenagers who were hugging each other up, put on a serious face and changed the subject.

"I was busy with the welcome meeting yesterday, and I haven't had time to talk about the business. So after breakfast, let's have a brief pre-war meeting, about how to capture the Dresden stone plate."