save the judge

"You're going to go crazy and go back and post."

Tamamomae's face darkened, he didn't know the secret of Izumi Jingujiquan's broken soul, but even if he knew, he would never allow Higiri to take his half body away in this way.

In his opinion, as a sword who serves the lord, he can say such words without hesitation. There is really no need for such a fierce and cold sword. Staring at it, he would smash the vibe first by turning his tail.

Who knew that Hikakiri had no intention of asking for their opinions at all, the blond Fusangshen was used to doing his own thing, and usually having a younger brother chasing after him to clean up the mess didn't make him change his behavior a little bit, let alone Tamamo-mae --Ah.

Not waiting for the storm outside to stop, Hikari, holding a knife in one hand, lightly jumped out of the spiritual protection range of Tamazamo.

"Higakiriden?!" Ishikirimaru subconsciously wanted to reach out to pull it, but it was empty, and he could only watch helplessly as he was instantly swallowed up by the wind and snow.

"As a father, how can you let your child face the battle alone." The father of the Japanese sword in the boy's appearance has a low voice, and the vermilion and heavy black clothes on him can't diminish the wonderful sense of delicacy .

Karasuma pulled out the knife, and the blade brushed against the wide sleeve of his left hand, and a sharp light broke out from the cold blade.

Yuzao looked at them silently, clicked his tongue a little irritably, the redness at the end of his eyes became deeper and deeper, and it was so gorgeous that it seemed to bleed.

Jingujiquan stood on the high platform wrapped in soft silk and satin, stared at the ball of fur for a while, but couldn't see what was inside, so he looked down at his toes for a while in boredom, then took a step back and sat back That giant throne.

In fact, it doesn’t make any difference whether he is standing or sitting. The wind and snow created by Gao Longshen has already filled the entire palace. If it weren’t for the ball floating above the throne, it would automatically and consciously open a barrier to cover the throne below. , as soon as Jingujiquan went out, he would be swept to an unknown corner by the wind.

Baixue quickly built a half-foot-high snow wall on the edge of the barrier. Jingujiquan watched it build up higher and higher, as if he had found some new toy to pass the time.

But the toy was forgotten by him in less than 3 minutes.

Because the ball of fur is gone.

A few vibrations of the sword pierced through the wind and snow like a bamboo, and they had an advantage over Yuzaoqian-the sword's body shape was not afraid of the wind and snow at all, unless Gao Longshen aimed at them and broke them directly with divine power. Otherwise, these wind and snow can only be said to be some obstacles on the way forward, as long as he does not adopt the human form of Fu Sangshen, he can come and go freely in it.

And taking advantage of this confusion, Higaki pierced through half of the palace first, and landed on the huge dragon of Gao Longshen.

The blond-haired Fu Sangshen moved forward against the strong wind, dodging the blow of the dragon's tail, and Karasuma was the closest to him, just three steps behind him, unhurriedly splitting the oncoming ice , Gao Longshen let out a roar, and rolled them twice without rolling them down. The huge dragon's head swooped down from top to bottom, as if to kill them directly.

The ferocious dragon head was getting closer and closer to them, and Sanriyue and Yingwan, who were running behind them, looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands, clasping their hands tightly on each other's wrists, taking advantage of the momentum of running, Yingmaru stopped on the spot and turned her body, driving Sankaiyue up into the air, like an arrow off the string, leaped straight over the mustache in front, and slashed towards Gao Longshen.

"Ow—"

The god who was caught off guard by Fu Sangshen who had cut the scales roared angrily. This bit of pain could not make him lose his mind, but the fact that he was injured by a despicable ants for the first time in thousands of years made Gao Longshen whole. All the dragons swelled up angrily.

"—Humble—Fu Sangshen! How dare you offend me!"

Under the vibration of the dragon's chant, the whole palace trembled, Jingong Siquan took a step forward, and put his palm on the barrier.

The looming figures in the blizzard were not easy to capture, but he still made out the appearances of those Fusangshen. The leader, Mustache, still had that harmless smile like a mask, and the blood on his face had been frozen into a A thin layer of frost covered his brows and eyes behind the thin ice, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

As soon as Sanriyue succeeded in the blow, she turned and retreated, letting out Yan Rong who was in a berserk mode behind her.

This naginata laughed wildly, it didn't go to fight Gao Longshen's head at all, but by virtue of the gravity that fell from the sky, the point of the knife was pointing down - the whole person jumped on it!

No one knows what it feels like to cut a dragon, but Yan Rong feels it.

The tip of the knife with a god living there is already sharper than others, not to mention the weight of a big man's whole body is added to it, the blade of the naginata almost ignores the hindrance of the dragon scale, and penetrates straight into the skin.

Gao Longshen raised his head and let out a long cry, and subconsciously flicked his tail. Yan Rong hugged his knife handle like a pillar, and then stabbed the blade into the dragon's body-started to run wildly!

The madness of this naginata made other fusangshen look sideways at it. The blade that pierced the flesh walked forward on the dragon, and blood flowers half a person's height rushed behind him, and were instantly frozen by ice and snow, covering the dragon's body. Another layer of dark red armor.Gao Longshen hissed and roared, and the shrill roar made Jingujiquan, who was currently emotionally dull, look sideways at him, staring blankly at this dragon-slaying battle that was more grand and treacherous than Ukiyo-e.

But speaking of dragon slaying, Fu Sangshen and Gao Longshen were too different in level after all. If he hadn't underestimated these low-level gods who rushed out halfway, it would be impossible for them to find a chance to get close to him.

And it's time for this careless mistake to come to an end.

The pupils of Yuzao shrank, the tail of the fox swelled, and she rushed towards Yanrong like a python to roll him down: "Run!"

The snow-white fox tail was separated from the bloody opening by the wind blade, and then was firmly grasped by the dragon claw.The dragon claws covered with fine scales were strong and powerful, and the bone of the fox tail in the palm was broken almost instantly in a clenched grip.

Yu Zaoqian's face was pale in an instant, the broken ribs and the broken bones in the natal fox tail were not in the same level of pain at all, he let out a sharp and long howl, advancing instead of retreating, another fox tail swept across, without any pain. Knocking Yan Rong down from Gao Longshen's back without paying attention, he just avoided the dragon's tail pressing down like a mountain behind him.

"...the humble nine-tailed fox..." Gao Longshen bent his neck, looked at the ugly wound on his back, and pulled out a ferocious smile. Like a child pinching a balloon, he pressed it down inch by inch.

The crackling sound of bone shattering sounded like hail falling to the ground, and there was a long cry that did not sound like a human voice from Yuzaoqian's throat. The severe pain made his vision blurred with blood, and Mikazuki and Yingmaru flew over at the same time He was rescued, but Gao Longshen, who had been on guard for a long time, lightly shook off the surging spiritual power and crushed the two Fusangshen into nothingness, even their figures disappeared.

The power of the high gods is unpredictable.

Ishikirimaru watched Yanrong lying soundlessly not far from him, Sankayue and Yingmaru disappeared directly, clearly aware of the distance between them and Gao Longshen.

Invincible, insurmountable.

In the next second, Jinjian was also crushed by the overflowing force, leaving nothing behind.

Yuzao wailed intermittently in front of Yuzao, and the pain of being cut off the fox's tail inch by inch made him unable to move. In the blurry corner of his vision, he caught the thin figure standing on the high platform.

Ah... that is, his half body.

The direction of his soul, the place of love and desire...

Yuzao raised her sharp claws in front of her, and let out an inhuman scream from her throat. Under Gao Longshen's interesting gaze, she actually cut off one of her own tails!

While cutting off his own tail, Tamazamo seemed to be aroused with the original ferocity in his blood. The laziness and elegance that he pretended to be human in the past was torn aside by him, and the essence of monsters surged up. , with a gorgeous face, violent and bloodthirsty expression, and cold, naked/naked ruthless monsters in his eyes, if he appeared in front of Jingujiquan with this appearance, he would definitely not be mistaken for little white flower.

The fox demon with only seven tails left jumped up, rolled up Mustache and Karasuma, who were being watched by Gaolongshen, and flung them away, and rushed towards the dragon's head, trying to use that fierce aura to fight Gaolongshen. Barred up.

Hikiri and Karasuma, who were thrown out, adjusted their center of gravity in mid-air, eagerly searching for the target——

Jingujiquan on the high platform just raised his eyes and stared at them for a second.

"there!"

The words were quickly blown away by the wind, Karasuma swung the blade forward flatly, and Hidekiri stepped on the blade in a very quick reaction, using the strength to rise into the air again, and rushed towards the high platform.And Karasuma, who was accelerated by the second force and fell downward, retracted his knife in the direction of the wind and circled. Even though he knew it was useless, he calmly and persistently slashed at Gao Longshen.

click-

Gao Longshen's golden and icy vertical pupils shot at him, and the youthful Fusangshen's body froze and shattered like mirrored glass.

The eyelashes of Hikakiri, who was flying straight towards Jinguji Izumi like a flying bird, were covered with frost, and the barrier did not stop him from entering. The black-haired human stared blankly at him approaching, his face was still calm and unwavering: "Higakiri?"

He pronounced the name of Fusangshen.

Fu Sangshen, who was called, paused for a moment, and continued to walk unhurriedly.

The blond Fu Sangshen has a beautiful appearance, the corners of the eyes and the corners of the lips are exquisitely drawn, and the fair skin is a little blue from the cold, and the frost on the eyelashes melts after entering the enchantment, like a tear hanging on the The end of his eyes seemed to be falling but not falling, which was heartbreaking.

Jingongjiquan looked at it a little bit engrossed, for some reason, he wanted to reach out and touch the drop of water in a daze.

The black-haired young man in front of him looked ignorant and indifferent, and he stretched out his hand in a gentle and sublime manner. He stepped on the last step, paused for two seconds, then obediently knelt down on one knee and looked up. Looking at Izumi Jinguji who was sitting on the throne and bent down.

"Homeowner."

Fu Sangshen gently held the outstretched hand of Jingong Siquan, and pulled it to his cheek, with a soft and harmless smile on the corner of his mouth.

The blond Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a military uniform and knelt in front of the throne on one knee, looked at the lord with empty eyes, and gradually increased his strength in holding the opponent's hand, then quickly relaxed: "Are you okay?"

Jingujiquan stared at him for a few seconds in ecstasy. He is now like an empty shell full of memories, and all his emotions have been swallowed into a black hole. He has just been born and has been swallowed up before reaching the reaction center. .

So he just looked at Hikari and didn't speak.

Hidekiri held his hand, as if serving the monarch, his smile widened instead: "I'm sorry I only found you now, next, please close your eyes."

Izumi Jinguji blinked his eyes dully, as if his reaction was slow, but he closed his eyes obediently without asking the reason.

Hidekiri stretched out his arms, and gently pulled the young man on the throne into his embrace, brushed his face with his fingertips, moved his heart, lowered his head and pressed his lips against his.

This kiss was lighter than the passing of a butterfly's wings. Fu Sangshen, who raised his head, paused for a moment, then lowered his head again.

This time the kiss was fierce, and it went away like a broken bamboo all the way, hooking the tip of Jingujiquan's tongue, the evil spirit hidden under Fu Sangshen's soft and beautiful skin quietly poked his head out, and happily hugged the human in front of him, It was so hard that it seemed to embed him into his body, trying to grab all the air regardless.

Jingongji spring was kissed by him chaotically. When he was in a daze, his ears got wet, as if someone had licked his earlobe: "Then, let's go home."

The aroused desire/desire was still flying in the clouds, and a more violent sting spread out. Jingujiquan opened his eyes blankly, and the last thing he saw was the beautiful and delicate face of the young man in front of him, half of his face sprayed with scarlet of blood.

"Shh - don't be afraid."

There was still a soft smile on the evil ghost's face. He bent down and kissed the eyes of the half-closed corpse. Fu Sangshen, who had cut the head's throat with his own hands, protected the other's head with one hand, and wiped it with his hands. Drain the warm blood on your face.

"I'll see you soon." The evil ghost's voice was low and gentle.