Draw the sword for the judge

Although Yuan Lai Yiye had various thoughts in his heart, as time approached, he had no other way, and he finally took the road that Qinglin expected.

In this way, although the language is unknown, when the singing sounded, the entire collapsed world suddenly seemed to have been cast with a time-stopping magic. The huge Bianhua stood still, the broken enchantment stopped collapsing, and the building debris also stayed in the air.

When the creatures immersed in despair discovered this, they were somewhat surprised, but even more so.

The Jianfeidaos waved their body knives at the air casually, and found that the current situation is not so much a time stop as everyone has stabilized the enchantment in a high-level space, and started to build the transmission array again with aspirations.

At this time, because it is a high-level space stabilization barrier, and because of the cooperation of the creatures present, no matter the size of the transmission array or the operation of the transmission array, the efficiency is astonishing.

In this way, almost in a way of packing all the living beings, the stranded people in this world are quickly emptied, and the end of the loss is still the choice that the public prefers: ten thousand houses!

Checkers: Since everyone loves Wan Wu so much, let Wan Wu do it!

Non-knife inspectors: Huh?Is there a reviewer from the historical revisionist side here? ! ...Well, sorry, the wind is too strong, I didn't catch it!

Of course, the censors didn’t say that besides the Wanya under the name of the Toki-no-Government, there is also Wanya under the name of the historical revisionists~~

Author: So you guys can predict what kind of human tragedy will happen next, _(:з)∠)_

And after such emptiness, the people and knives lingering in this world become more eye-catching:

The Jianfeidao under Qinglin's name, the base knife that firmly guards the base without moving a step, the Xuanwu clan's resident knife who squats on the base with the barely considered "senior" base knife, and the Jianfeidao and other swords that were recruited later peripheral knives;

The wandering swords headed by Xiaohumaru, and the peripheral swords they recruited during the period, also known as "Wandering Sword Candidates" swords;

Pay off the troops and their swords to the gods;

Several members of the primary color organization hidden in the dark and their secret weapons, even the secret weapons include Token Fusangshen;

Do not kill the judges and their swords that still linger here;

The last batch is the auction guards who have lost their masters, the swords and other creatures raised by the four major families and even some small families and small organizations in this world... the number is also the largest, but the personnel are the most loose, even so loose that they don't even know it The other group exists.

For the creatures that are still here, this world is considered a vast and boundless desert of wreckage with few people. Therefore, except for those creatures who have lost their masters or contractors and wandered aimlessly in this world, other existences, such as Qinglin Those under the name and under the name of the clearing army belong to the kind of people who will never meet without purpose, and even if they meet, they will often treat the other party as non-existent—not to mention whether they can die, just say they are lucky enough to die, It doesn't make sense either.

In this way, as the group that is second only to the last batch of mob troops, the Jianfeidaos set the juxtaposed [-]st to [-]th meeting points and the final meeting point according to the distance of each unit. It began to approach the place where Qinglin was in an orderly and mighty manner.

Jian Fei Dao would not say that they wanted to give Qing Lin a yell, but they definitely wanted to say: They are going to take the interrogator home!

At this time, in the sight of Qinglin and Sanriyue, because of the singing of the swan song, the remaining power in the depths of Xuecun's soul began to collide fiercely with Bi'anhua's beast core wisdom.Two strands of different attributes, but because of the ultra-high synchronization rate, the energies that seem to be almost integrated merge after collision again and again, and after the fusion, they are separated again because of their respective ideas... During the period, accompanied by the soul itself. Almost miserable screams.

San Riyue couldn't help covering her ears, the voice was really harsh to him, of course, in a sense, it was also a soul cry that represented pain, unwillingness, despair and other negative emotions--for San Riyue's euphemistically called "through "Special way" to become the original spirit, but in fact it is a sword that takes a shortcut, or in other words, the burden is too heavy for God.

Normal gods have their own believers. Therefore, listening to the good and bad, positive and negative voices of the believers is an instinct and a job.

However, even so, many gods who ascended to the altar according to the formal procedures were taken advantage of by these voices when their hearts were weak, and in the end they either split themselves in two, or simply fell into depravity.

As for "gods" like Daojian Fusangshen who are only registered in Gaotianyuan and don't even have real estate in Gaotianyuan, to be honest, in the eyes of the orthodox gods, they are not the same kind at all, but monsters, and their status is even inferior to those of Nora.

In this way, the swordsmen who have no believers or worship at all will either embark on the way of killing that is instinctive to them, or eventually degenerate into monsters due to loss of energy.

Qinglin doesn't know why the swords and the government of time reached a cooperation agreement with the government of time, or the organization before the government of time... At this time, he has confirmed that the agreement was reached before the government of time appeared, and it cannot be delayed It is a blessing to have fewer historical revisionists who wandered in this world before, a series of god judges and swords.

But he can now speculate on one of the reasons - the one mentioned above: for survival!

In 2205, compared with the current era, if there is no accident, it should be an era when technology is more developed, and even human beings have officially entered the universe, maybe in space, and established large-scale bases on other planets... So, in the 21st century From the beginning, there was only Dao Jianyan who stayed in the museum's fate, and there was no place to stand.

Qinglin thought of the time when the battlefields were fixed one by one, and those battlefields, the relationship between the people in those battlefields and the Sword Fusangshen, suddenly lowered his eyes, looked at the crescent moon that was still in his arms, and frowned with a smile:

"No matter what era you are in, there are people who love you, it's great..."

"..." Because Qinglin's words were too strange, Sanriyue Deng ignored all the discomfort when he was frightened, and sat directly on Qinglin, holding Qinglin's flawless face with both hands, two blue eyes with golden crescent moon inside. His eyes stared straight at Qinglin's eyes.

"What's wrong? Qinglin," because he was too focused, his forehead finally touched his forehead.However, at this time, it is not close enough, and I just want to turn to Qinglin's mind to read the details of the three-day whisper.For him who thinks he is an old man, having a lover who is extremely young and intelligent is a big challenge—he is not worried about his own face making troubles, he is worried that Qinglin will one day in the future Suddenly dislike him for being old and unable to keep up with the rhythm, and then turn around without hesitation!

"It's okay, I just found out that I have a great rival in love." Of course, it could be an elder... Seeing the three-day moon who was so close that he could clearly feel his breathing through his skin, Qinglin blinked his eyes.Then, the moment Sanriyue was startled by his words, she tilted her head slightly, and kissed Sanriyue's lips in an unusually natural way.

Sanriyue was stunned, and her mind went blank for a moment: Wait?Rival?Or Qinglin?

As a result, when San Riyue finally regained consciousness, most of his super hard-to-wear gorgeous outfit had already been untied... As for the remaining half, according to Qinglin's words, it looks better without taking it off.

Miriyue: What a beautiful peat, (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

Sanriyue was so annoyed that she directly bit Qinglin's neck with her grandfather's sharp teeth, hard.

"Pfft...hahahaha..." In the end, Qinglin hugged him like this and started laughing, turned over, fell on him and continued laughing... almost laughed out loud.

It was the first time to see Qinglin smiling so happily... If it was joy, San Riyue felt mixed feelings: This was really the first time he saw Qinglin smiling like this, whether it was the memory since the acquaintance, or The 15-year memory of the "new human period" across Qinglin recorded by the black shadow.

Sanriyue realizes one thing again: the person he loves is only in his early twenties, everything is possible in the future!

"Damn it, what should I do with you little bastard?" Thinking of this, San Riyue, who had given up treatment in her bones, stretched out her hands and rubbed Qinglin's hair left and right.He gave it a good rub first, and then began to comb it with ten long, beautiful fingers.

Qinglin's body vibrated.Then, he propped up his upper body with both hands, and raised his eyes to look at Sanriyue.Afterwards, he found a comfortable position on Sanriyue's body, slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became smoother... so weak that it seemed to not exist.

The Zen Feidaos arrived at the auction building where the auction house used to be. Although it is sparsely populated like a ghost town building, it is still the tallest and most complete building in the world. It has been stationed...Of course, it also took advantage of the opportunity to get the best position.

A group of captain swords protested on behalf of their respective troops, and then left tearfully under the black-haired Imaken's fist and clogs, and finally chose the second circle area to station.

So after such a whole process, the base camp of Jian Feidao began to radiate around in a circle with the building where Qinglin was located as the dot.

On the way to Jianfeidao, it was not without aim, and some of them were just followed by Jianfei Fusangshen who simply wanted to seek death, but at this time, they either left with mixed feelings; , using itself as the background.

Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who was born in a certain Honmaru under the name of a historical revisionist, is the latter.For him, it is very easy to disguise himself as the background - because his sense of presence and gloomy temperament, to paraphrase the words of the god judge who was killed not long ago, is completely natural...so in At the time of Honmaru, it was clearly the original sword, but he existed like a wandering soul: other swords and swords were treated as if he did not exist under the request of the god judge.

Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro was angry at himself for not living up to expectations, and was not loved by the god judges, but when the simple and kind god judges tore off the mask in the early days, when he saw the other knives in Honmaru were smashed and collapsed, he became become more silent and emotionally hollow.

He will be taken out by the god judge this time, in addition to his good appearance, he is the only one in Honmaru that is neither a serious wound knife nor a dark breath.

Of course, he also knew that the real reason was that the God Judge knew Honmaru Touken's hatred for him, and was worried that the sword would attack him in this world, so he chose him with only level 1 training... It's not wrong, although it is the initial sword, But his practice level is only level 1, because he has never been on the battlefield.

"It's a pity that Kunihiro's first masterpiece is not that simple. I killed Yamaba's spiritual sword anyway." Because he killed the god judge, he was backlashed by the contract on his body. Shattered and dirty sheets, huddled in the dark alley and whispered.

"Hey, it turned out to be a spiritual knife. It seems that I have been really unlucky," but at this moment, a lazy voice sounded in front of Yamabuki Kunihiro.

The breath of the big monster rushed towards his face, even with the spiritual instinct of the spirit knife, which is specially designed to deal with monsters, Yamabuki Kunihiro was still so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the knife steadily.

Then, the moment he raised his eyes, he saw a patch of snow...

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Why!sigh!I finally wrote that Qinglin was able to fall asleep beside Miriyue, _(:з」∠)_