save the judge

Before Okamoto could finish his sentence, a strong force suddenly hit his neckline, and the huge momentum hit his abdomen. In a whirl, his back slammed into the door, accompanied by an indescribable pain, bringing He flew straight out of the ward through the broken door.

"Wait a minute—Hall of Medicine Research!"

Candlestick, who had just reacted to the fact that Yaoyan beat up the doctor, rushed up and stopped Yaoyan's hand from drawing the knife: "What exactly is it..."

Foxosuke stood on a wooden board, and the panic could be clearly seen on Mao's face: "I... I don't know either! His Highness Yaoken suddenly! Ahhh, wait a minute!"

Seeing that Yaken was about to go up, Foxosuke kicked his feet, jumped up briefly, and landed at Yaken's feet.

It didn't dare to directly block Fu Sangshen's way of menstruation, so it could only hold onto his trouser legs tightly, trying to use its body weight to slow down the progress of the medicine research.

Okamoto, who was dragged by his collar and kicked out of the room door, woke up from a brief coma, resisted the desire to vomit, and struggled dizzily to stand up: "Damn bastard...you actually..."

Ishikirimaru frowned, he was different from Candekiri who was busy stopping Yaken, as the first daidachi in Honmaru, he had worked with the calm and responsible Yakuken for too long, and he was already very familiar with this short sword Character, if it doesn't really touch his bottom line, Yaoken will not do such an excessive thing.

"So, can you tell us what happened? This... Dr. Okamoto." Looking at the nameplate on the doctor's chest, Ishikirimaru continued.

Odachi's temperament is so gentle that it doesn't look like a knife. He is often ridiculed by the gods as his father, and he does have the same tolerant mind as an old father.

Okamoto, who was beaten like this in a human body, was already a little confused, his mind was in a daze, and he could see small stars flying around his head, accompanied by waves of nausea.This made him a little confused who was asking him the question. He just wanted to finish answering the curious passer-by quickly so that he could receive treatment.

"I know so well! It's just a little blood... Anyway, it's a vegetative person, and it has no therapeutic value. As long as it doesn't die, it will be fine! If we can discover the root of his powerful spiritual power, and develop a method to promote the growth of spiritual power I don’t need to be a little doctor here... vomit... bastard, what does this have to do with you!"

What he said was so straightforward that for a moment, Fox Nosuke had a sense of absurdity that "this plan might really succeed".

Then this feeling was immediately overwhelmed by the ensuing shock, and it screamed: "Doctor Okamoto! It was you who promised to take good care of Mr. Izumi before Shizheng handed him over to you! Otherwise, otherwise, how could we... ..."

There was a rumble in Okamoto's ears, and Honosuke's voice sounded like a series of noisy and meaningless noises in his ears: "Doctor! Find me...doctor!"

Seeing that the three Fu Sangshen in front of him began to have a gloomy and angry aura, Foxnosuke cried out secretly.Although the contract has not yet been concluded, it is an established fact that the lord will take over as the God-inspector. For Yakuken and the others, this is their future lord.

And seeing the lord being tortured like this in the hands of others, isn't it like stabbing their lungs face to face for the fusangshen who are protecting the lord and have an instinctive affection for the lord? !

And it's still the kind that stabbed eighteen times in a row while drinking with arrogance.

—Is it going to kill someone? !

Foxnosuke suddenly had such a feeling.

"Three Highnesses, please calm down!" Foxnosuke quickly jumped in front of Oka himself. After feeling the more cold and stern murderous aura of the Fusangshen, the hair all over his body exploded, but it still supported four trembling legs. The little short legs stood firm: "You are Fu Sangshen. If you kill someone in the current affairs headquarters, it will be regarded as provoking current affairs and you will face the punishment of being forced to kill!"

The gentlemanly smile on Candlestick Cut's face has disappeared: "Even if it's a knife solution—"

Foxnosuke hurriedly said loudly: "What about the judges? As supervisors, you judges will also be punished! Especially the victim is an unarmed ordinary person! Although the doctor's behavior is extremely bad, please Everyone think about the consequences, don’t pay yourself for being a scumbag! The Political Council will respond to this matter, and Okamoto’s actions will definitely be punished! Please trust us!”

Shiqiewan didn't see the bloody scene face to face, and the impact was far less intense than Yaoken's, so his mood was a little calmer: "Sounds really good."

Foxnosuke nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, Shizheng will definitely give severe punishment after the investigation!"

"But..." Ishikimaru said slowly under Honosuke's hopeful eyes, "Punishment by current affairs is different from our revenge for the lord."

As soon as his words fell, the only short knife quickly bypassed Foxosuke like a gust of wind, the blade was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed, followed by Okamoto's hoarse scream.

A hand fell to the ground, and large streams of blood spurted out from the fracture.

"That's right." Yaken said calmly, putting his knife back into its sheath, "If there is any punishment, come at me."

Not to mention Okamoto who was screaming like a pig slaughtered outside and Foxnosuke who was circling around Okamoto, there was already a sound of being alarmed and running over in the distance. The Fusangshen walked into the ward and finally saw that they were about to The appearance of the lord to whom allegiance is devoted.

The young man lying on the hospital bed was very thin, his skin was sickly and pale because he hadn't seen the sun all year round, his hair was a little long, and no one trimmed it, it fell softly on his shoulders, and the ends of his hair were a little yellow.Even the long-term illness did not diminish the gentle temperament of the young man. Because of the long-term deep sleep, the flesh on the cheeks had fallen off, and the bones were covered with a thin layer of skin. In fact, it was a bit scary at first glance, but it was still possible In detail, I found that his facial features are very correct.

"He looks like a handsome guy."

Candlestick cut folded his arms and said while touching his chin with one hand.

"Ah...it's more handsome than good-looking, right? It should be the type that brothers like." Yao Yan looked at the young man for a moment and said so.

Ishikirimaru looked at the sleeping person on the bed with a smile for a while, and suddenly found something: "Eh? This is..."

His eyes fell on the medical record card at the end of the bed.

It has the patient's name and a simple ward round record on it.

"Jingu Temple... Spring?"

Yao Yan followed his gaze and murmured the name.

"Huh? Is it okay to just let us know the name of the interrogator? Although Shenyin must be handed over by the person concerned, but if you only have the real name, it is not impossible to do something..." The candlestick was tilted. Head, looking a little excited.

Hey Hey hey!Candlestick Qiedian, what you said is a bit dark!

Foxnosuke, who was outside, heard such exciting words as soon as he came in. He felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden. After calming down for a while, he interjected lazily: "Don't be joking, it's been a long time since something like Shenyin happened. Now, let’s talk about this name...in fact, it’s not the real name of the God Judge, it’s a fake name given to him by the lord who brought him to Shizheng, and no one knows what his real name is.”

Foxnosuke sighed humanely: "Compared to this, Your Highnesses should think about how to deal with the coming severe punishment... I will try my best to explain, but the nature of this matter is really...intentionally harming human beings, attacking The medical staff...ah, it's really scary to think about it."

None of the three Fusangshen spoke.

Although they are gods awakened by humans, they fight for humans and serve their masters wholeheartedly, but the hostility rooted in the hearts of humans that can never be eliminated whispers "not my race" all the time.

Swords are not human beings, they don't have such complex and devious thoughts, but people in high positions are accustomed to constantly examining them, speculating on them, and guarding against them while relying on swords and swords.

What a sad race.

Yao Yan rolled up his sleeves calmly: "Anyway, I did it by myself. If you want to explain, let me do it."

Candlestick cut his eyes away from the face of the judge on the bed, and touched his blindfold: "Hey, what Yaoyan said is true, if the daggers heard it, they would cry, right?"

Hearing his colleagues mention his restless brothers, Yao Yan showed a helpless and indulgent smile: "Those guys..."

Shi Qieru still spoke politely and slowly: "After all, we are companions who came together. No matter who is missing, they will be criticized when they go back, right? That kind of situation is really difficult to deal with."

Odachi spoke without any fumes, but his hand was already on the handle of the knife at his waist: "The only troublesome thing is..."

The eyes of the three strike swords fell on the hospital bed at the same time.

"I don't know if there is still this opportunity to become your sword."

Instinctive sense of crisis Linghu Nosuke blew up his tail hair: "Wait, wait... you, you..."

The black-haired dagger held her delicate eyebrows, and raised her clear purple eyes, and said almost in a whisper, "Here we come."