Crown Master

"If you want to save the world, at least you have to control this group of people!"

Under the beautiful and mysterious night in Sicily, a girl trembled with anger.

Gudazi only felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. The emotion between running wild and flipping the table was really exhausting. She hissed and said angrily, "I'm about to fly into a rage!"

Fu Sangshen next to him said a sentence that fit the personality very well.

"With all due respect, Lord Hall, you didn't jump, did you?"

Not enough image!

Gudazi immediately jumped twice on the spot.

"What about this time?"

Tsurumaru's thumbs up: "As expected of the main hall!"

There is no such thing as a perfect funny character!

Gu Dazi muttered some tones that others could not understand, like the sound of teeth grinding when swallowing bad words back into his stomach.

Tsurumaru asked with insight: "Do I need to continue to investigate who is involved?"

If you want to get angry, do you need a place to vent your anger?

Gu Dazi waved his hand: "Farewell, they are well-intentioned after all, although their mobility is a bit weak, and their executive ability is even more grandpa-level, but it is undeniable that since ancient times, it is these people who have protected the still small the spark of civilization."

Tsurumaru: "Then you want it?"

Gu Dazi stared: "Do you want me to say such a simple thing?"

Tsurumaru: "?"

Gu Dazi sighed, and rubbed the eyebrows: "Go back to Japan, a magician in the magic world seems to be living in seclusion in Japan, and he should be able to contact the Clock Tower."

"Why don't you think about Chaldea first?"

After Tsurumaru finished speaking, Gudazi's face turned livid, and she shook her head frantically as if hearing a taboo name.

"Don't! Don't! Don't!" Gu Dazi turned his head guiltily, looked up at the sky and whistled: "I don't want to be arrested and face the wall for ten and a half months."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "I don't believe this explanation, Lord Hall."

Fu Sangshen, who was dressed in snow, bent his eyes, his temperament was clean and clear, like a white crane spreading its wings in the dark night, and the moonlight fell from under each wing like a stream, forming an incomparably gorgeous scene.

At this time, he spread his wings, under the fluttering feathers, Gu Dazi was blocked by one hand in the corner of the wall, and Tsurumaru Kuniyong said condescendingly: "Please tell the truth."

Gudazi: "...Actually..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who is getting stronger, is really hard to refuse. This guy is so handsome that you can't imagine what he looked like when he was a sword.

Pooh!Knife man!Delay Lao Tzu with beauty!

Reluctantly, he condensed his own story into a few words and told Tsurumaru, but in the final analysis, this is not a story that can be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

Whenever she wanted to be lazy and use Chunqiu's style of writing to summarize in one sentence, Tsurumaru would patiently stop, and then—"Please say it again."

Gu Dazi: Is the QAQ ready? Just say it obediently!

Then Tsurumaru Kuninaga's complex Gudazi, who learned all the truth, even though he is thin and unique among men with swords, but the girl in his arms is far smaller than that.

It's hard to imagine that she, who is usually full of vitality, has survived in the nutrient solution for so many years, let alone how she endured the inhuman pain to make herself behave like an ordinary person.

For the lowest standard evaluation that anyone can easily get, she actually needs to work hard to maintain it.

A wave of irritability suddenly rushed into his mind, Tsurumaru never wanted Gudazi to see his expression at this time, so he simply pretended to be shocked and put his head on Gudazi's shoulder.

The sudden weight on her shoulders is no stranger to it. It can be said that Tsurumaru Kuninaga is the weapon she has kept around for the longest time, especially in order to avoid losing control of her magic power, she rarely uses the treasures of her servants again. The weapon at hand is extremely important.

"Don't think too much, everyone in Chaldea just thinks too much so I don't want to go back."

Under the street lamp, the girl's eyes flickered helplessly. No matter how her body has changed over the years, no matter how her personality has been distorted by each sudden growth experience, judging from this moment, she is still the one standing on the sidelines. Beside the king's legs, there is a little girl smiling at each heroic spirit.

Even though the pain of flesh and blood brought about by every growth is enough for anyone to choose suicide to escape the pain.

But Gudazi is always the one who can laugh first and bring the smile to everyone.

Except for a few people, no one knows what kind of torture she endured every minute of her life.

What life brings her is always more pain than joy.

This is the first time Tsurumaru Kuninaga has heard of such an inside story. Because of the passage of time, the thousand-year-old celebrity who has been downbeat about many affairs can't let go of it at this time. His expression even showed blood-red eyes for a moment, and the tail of his hair was faint. There is an ominous black air entanglement.

At this moment, a pair of hands wrapped around him who was full of anger, and those hands rested on his waist, bringing him the warmth only human beings can have.

Tsurumaru slowly closed his eyes, and murmured: "The main hall."

Gudazi chuckled in his ear and said, "Don't worry about me," she said with a little sadness, "Everyone worries about me, which in your opinion should be done, but I feel that I Has it become a burden, so Tsurumaru, don't do anything for me, just like usual."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "...is this really okay?"

Gu Dazi: "Enough." She didn't explain anything, but slowly said her greatest wish, "I want to have family and friends, and then live an ordinary life in peace."

This is exactly the wish of the doctor and all the followers of Chaldea, but there are quite a few differences among them in the form of expression.

Meilin and the others believe that only by solving the hidden dangers of Gudazi can they bring her an ordinary and happy life. This can be said to be the will of all people. In the face of this will, the parties have to avoid their edge.

But Gudazi herself knows better than anyone else how hopeless the problems in her body are and how no miracles exist. Therefore, she cherishes the present more than the slim hope. For her, the present is enough.For this reason, she obeyed the instructions of the servants who regarded her as family, and seemed to know nothing about their plans, while laughing at herself who was like a test subject.

In fact, she has realized how contradictory she is, but she can't help it.

She is now like a depressed patient who has given up treatment, trying to show the greatest degree of active treatment, but also full of pessimism.

Gu Dazi thinks that only Dr. Roman can understand his current state of mind, or how can he say that he is a "father and daughter"?The way of thinking sometimes really reveals a lot.

With a low sigh, she cleared up the depression on her face and left her heart aside for the time being. Gu Dazi recovered at an astonishing speed. The original warm hug was wiped out when she slapped Tsurumaru's kidney with a slap. Her blunt instructions Said: "How long do you want to hug?"

"... the main hall..." Tsurumaru raised his face from her shoulders in grievance, tears were almost streaming down his face, "The attack was too heavy." His kidney was almost knocked out!

Illusion?How do you feel that the power of the main hall is getting stronger and stronger?

Tsurumaru has also put away all the emotions that Gudazi had after the showdown with Superman's will, and turned to be "the same as usual" as she wished.

No matter how fierce the waves were rolling in the lowered eyelids, when he opened his eyes and looked directly at her, he was still unwilling to go against her wishes.

Since normal treatment is what she wants, Tsurumaru will give her what she wants.

"Master, I'm not talking about you, you should really check your body with Chaldea, this hand strength, this strength, is absolutely abnormal!"

"Whispering, do you still dare to cry when I hit you?"

"Are you a skinny landlord in the feudal era? You won't even cry out in pain?"

"Hmph, look at the trick!"

"Ya Butterfly!"

This squabble was finally overwhelmed by Gu Dazi. She never thought that Fu Sangshen would be so terrible when he lost his morals. With the blessing of "not a human being", she was willing to bow down!

Tsurumaru, who won the victory, was as proud as a black-bone chicken with its head upright... Adding Baifenghemaru, he immediately took pills!

If it weren't for the fact that tonight is actually an eventful time, he would be finished, and I'll anal you!

After laughing, Gu Dazi patted his body on the waist, and said threateningly: "Be honest, or I will do something nice to 'you'."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked, suddenly shy.

Gudazi: "Hey! What are you thinking about that is not harmonious?"

The golden eyes were full of smiles, Tsurumaru shook his head solemnly, and then pointed in the opposite direction.

"Another ignorant guy is here."

Gu Dazi snorted softly, she wasn't conceited, even if she didn't play as the master herself, with Tsurumaru's current strength alone, it would not take much trouble to kill those little monsters, he said these words now just to change the subject!

"My lord has let you off a lot, why don't you thank me?"

"Thank you madam."

"Call me Your Majesty!"

Accompanied by the talking and laughing bgm, the little monster who was staring at Tsuruga Ren was beheaded with a single knife.

Blood splashed, and Gu Dazi frowned: "The power of that amulet is still not enough."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said calmly: "The main hall is not a professional onmyoji or magician, so it is not surprising that there are mistakes."

"Don't talk nonsense, help me find a way! You can't just be half-baked like this, or you will be sorry for the steak!"

As soon as these words came out, the reply from Fu Sangshen paused immediately, and before she had any doubts, she replied in a subtle tone: "Since the main hall... values ​​steak so much, why don't you ask him to give it a try again?" Please have a meal, and then do the big ticket!"

Food is Gudazi's Achilles' heel at any time, and after hearing that, she doesn't even bother to explore the meaning of these successive jams.

"OK, I'll do it, you have to limit it."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is very experienced in this area. When the spiritual power of the same line flows through the blade, a powerful spiritual flow erupts like a blowout.

The tacit understanding between the two does not need words at all, I can only see that the spiritual power belonging to Gudazi is mixed with a little magic power, which is as conspicuous as a huge torch held high on Sicily.

These monsters who even regard the taste of Tsuruga Lian's "mutation" as delicious, have they ever encountered such a battle?Immediately, it was like encountering an evil ghost who helped herself for free, rushing towards her recklessly!

After being suppressed by Tsurumaru Kuninaga, although the spiritual power released by Gudazi is powerful but harmless, it lacks obvious sense of threat, so in an instant, countless monsters move, including Qing Xingdeng.

It’s not that she doesn’t learn lessons, it’s that this world is too cruel to monsters, I don’t know when it was the last time I ate good flesh and blood, and those little monsters can be beaten away even by an ordinary person with enough courage, let alone I have seen such battles.

Almost in the blink of an eye, many strange looking "things" came to the door looking for fluctuations, but because the spiritual power covering Gudazi's body was as substantial as it had turned this area into a spiritual power field, so they Can't get close to the source, but just staying here is a good meal.

More and more monsters came rushing like moths to the flame, and those who had already arrived stayed three feet away in front of her. At first glance, it seemed as if they were worshiping the king's humble head, but the scene gradually began to get out of control.

Stimulated by the spiritual force field, the weak monsters began to devour each other.

The first to be eaten are those "things" that are not even monsters. They don't even have a specific form, they are just a cloud of negative emotions, but it is this kind of thing that makes the monsters who eat them seem to be beaten. With a shot of nutrition, he immediately possessed low-level intelligence.

The spiritual light blows away the hair, and the person who illuminates the eyes looks at the cannibalism that appears in front of him.

Gu Dazi muttered: "It's almost there?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga scanned almost the entire island with the help of Gudazi's spiritual power, and then gave an affirmative answer.

"Get rid of these things, there will be no threat to Tsuruga Ren on the island in a short time."

"Then let's do it!"

No nonsense, with a single swing of the knife, even the whites of the eyes were filled with a stream of spiritual power, and all those monsters that were in a state of devouring were wiped out by a sudden burst of powerful force.

After removing these things born from filth, the air here is more than twice as good, and there is even a faint fragrance lingering between the nostrils.

Gu Dazi wrinkled his nose and glanced at the only female monster he let go.

Qing Xingdeng burst into tears: "Forgive me..."

Gudazi: "Okay, you have to promise me one thing first."

Qing Xingdeng: "???"

After talking with the female monster, Gudazi moved his wrist and lifted the Taidao on his waist. The snow-white scabbard is far more exquisite than some modern works of art, but Gudazi who often uses it knows better than anyone , this knife is actually sharp enough to slay gods and demons, not to mention that it has just wiped out all the non-human beings on the entire island, which fully proves its own strength.

"Let's go, the worries of the future are gone, and we will go back to Japan after finishing the remaining two orders."

Accompanied by the girl's brisk voice, the ancient Mingwu uttered a crisp knife cry.

The next day, the route to the east took off as usual, and it was a rare and clear sunny day.

The author has something to say:

Waving) QAQ full attendance is gone, so I don’t need to put anti-theft, blah blah, I think it’s still Lanshou, mushroom.