Draw the sword for the judge

After washing himself inside and out three times, Daojian Fusangshen sat in the bathtub, looked at the hands that were still trembling in front of him, and looked at the body with a frequency visible to the naked eye, knowing that he could not delay any longer time.

He got up and walked out of the bathtub carefully, but when he reached for the bathrobe prepared for him by the new interrogator, he suddenly felt weak all over.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of hunger that he had long forgotten began to fill his body.

so hungry!

Uncomfortably hungry!

Dao Jian Fu Sangshen bit his lip unconsciously, but blood came out accidentally.

"Hehe, I'm getting older..." He murmured, unconsciously licking the wound on his lips. When he was curious about this kind of injury, he continued to reach for the bathrobe, and grabbed the soft and smooth cloth. bathrobe.

He held the bathrobe in his direction, but the strap of the bathrobe was hooked somewhere, so with his force, the door of that certain place also opened.

A floor-to-ceiling full-length mirror appeared.

At the same time, Sanriyue saw herself in the mirror.

His complexion was as white as before, but with a subtle morbidity.

The eyes are a rouge color that blends blue and red, but the reason for this description is that in some parts of the pupils, the two are not blended, but distinct.In other words, there are three colors by accident.

There was blood on the lips, and the act of licking the wound had a subtle (color//passionate) taste.

"Ah, it looks like it's about to die..." San Riyue said with an indescribable mood.

"What's the end?" Because there was no sound from the other party for a long time, and the smell of blood suddenly came from the bathroom, Qinglin knocked on the door first after calling the room service, and opened it openly after finding that there was no normal answer from inside. the door.

Qinglin: This spaceship belongs to him, this room belongs to him, and Fu Sangshen here also belongs to him... So, he takes everything for granted!

As a result, he saw Dao Jian Fu Sangshen who was in a daze in front of the floor-standing mirror, and he even noticed the abnormality of the other party.

In this regard, Qinglin's villain rolled his eyes fiercely.

Qinglin has a half-brother according to the new human family tree, to be precise, he is the younger brother, called Tachibana Boya.

Of course, the reason for mentioning this younger brother is that he is a narcissist who carries around the magic mirror that Snow White's stepmother treasured, and asks the magic mirror at least twenty times a day "Who is the cutest (beautiful) in this world?" the kind of narcissist who is the man of the world.

Therefore, if Zhensan Riyue also has this habit of invisibility, he doesn't mind giving up on Boya and letting Boya hand over the magic mirror. (Ju Boya: This logic! What about the laws of heaven? Did you agree that the author is your own mother?!)

"Hehe, the main hall can't wait~~" San Riyue was brought back to her senses by Qinglin's voice.After regaining consciousness, he looked at Qing Lin who was standing at the door with an expressionless face, and smiled with a slightly raised tone.

"Has anyone said that your laughter has a terrifying demonic quality?" Qinglin said angrily, took the sword and put it on the bathrobe in Sangshen's hand, and put it on.

While wearing it, Qinglin discovered that the bathrobe he had prepared for this man was a long bathrobe similar to a mandarin jacket—it was loose and could be used as home clothes.Of course, there is also the downside of the maddeningly large number of cloth buttons. (That's why many people finally took off their clothes by tearing them off; that's why a lot of this kind of bathrobes were left behind, so Qinglin definitely didn't do it on purpose~~)

Qinglin, who was responsible for what he did since he was a child, began to button Fu Sangshen carefully.

"Master, is this the so-called skin-to-skin contact?" The inevitable physical contact, especially the slender pair of works of art, in terms of beauty, is more like the hands of a god than a god like Fu Sangshen, fastening buttons hour.

Sanriyue looked close at hand, lowered her head, and focused on fastening the new god-inspector who seemed to be troublesome at first sight, and finally couldn't hold back the urge to touch the button, which seemed abnormal at first sight. Hands with beautiful hair.

Sanriyue touched it.

Sanriyue found that the hair was so smooth that he wanted to purr in satisfaction.

At this moment, besides the fireworks in his mind, he also had that ferocious elder brother who sent him to Mount Houshi to endure hardship, telling him that "the smoothest in the world" was definitely not his Zhenxiaohuwan. Hair, but the hair of his family's new interrogator... No, it's hair!

"No, this is it!" Although there is no eccentricity of untouchable hair, but being offended by it at close range, Qinglin, a new human who kept a distance from others since childhood, and even his body temperature and blood temperature are lower than ordinary humans, instantly fought back.

He picked up Zhen Dao Jian Fu Sangshen, and let Qi's naked thighs rest on his waist because the buttons at his waist had not been buttoned up.

This is a very ambiguous, but also very intimate gesture.

"Is the main hall inviting me to sleep?" Sankaiyue licked her lips, the previous hunger was relieved by Qinglin's approach, and then she had realized the power of Qinglin, the new god-inspector, the sword Fusangshen, While laughing, his hand slowly stroked from his hair to that incredibly beautiful face.

To be honest, after touching that head of hair, Touken Fusangshen felt even more tempted to kiss those lips.

"No, this is to remind you to remember to wear NK!" Facing the teasing, Qinglin stretched out his hand expressionlessly, opened the cabinet next to the full-length mirror, and took out a pair of loose NK that was comparable to beach pants. The sword Fusangshin who approaches the old hooligan more and more puts it on.

"..." Daojian Fusangshen showed his exaggerated facial expressions, expressing his remorse for giving up on the new god-inspector.

Then, in that posture, he was carried out of the bathroom by the new examiner, and carried to the wooden chair by the dining table.

After getting the person out, Qinglin began to move the things on the cart by the dining table to the dining table.

The second room service that Qinglin ordered was food.

He likes to feed himself before doing physical work.

Of course, Qinglin is also a generous person, so when he enjoys delicious food, he will also prepare food for his companions.

San Riyue looked at the new god-inspector who was carrying delicious food to the dining table in an elegant posture, and his evaluation was a little higher.At the same time, he also became slightly interested in Qinglin's identity.

When Sanri Yue Zongjin saw Qinglin for the first time, that is, when he saw Qinglin who was in a coma and sent to the cell, he guessed that the other party was beautiful, and at the same time guessed the reason why the third interrogator had a strange attitude towards him—because the third Although the person who is in charge of the trial is arrogant, he is actually afraid in his bones.

At first, he thought that the other party was afraid of Qinglin's identity or influence.But because of what the third God Judge did, he felt it was something deeper.

From this point of view, then, power and ability are also ruled out.

"Because of my current identity, I'm a ghoul!" Qinglin replied after hearing the voice of his sword Fusangshen, placing the last tray in front of Sankayue.

"Gee? Kind?" In principle, Token Fusangshen, who lives in a closed and alien world, shouldn't know this word, but Mikayue suddenly changed his face.

Immediately afterwards, perhaps it was an out-of-control reaction, the Zhenfu Sangshen body knife flew towards him and was held in his hand.

"Hehe, the main hall scares me!" Sanriyue held her own body sword, she didn't know whether she was talking about Qinglin's race, or the feeling of connection after getting the body sword—the condition of the body sword, Although he was slightly injured, he was in very good condition, as if he had reached the full level and had awakened all his strength.

At this moment, Sanriyue felt that she had instantly changed from level 0 to a full level of 99!

"You scared me too!" Qing Lin, who had not grasped the knife, looked at Fu Sangshen, and opened the lid of the tray.In an instant, the order was clear, and the sizzling sound of the meaty steak met with oil sounded in the room, and then, the meat was grilled, and the aroma of various spices blended with it, producing a perfectly reacted aroma, blowing towards the face .

"Gulu..." Accompanied by the sound of hunger resounding, Qinglin's slender fingers hooked the silver seasoning vessel containing the sauce, poured half of the sauce on the steak, and said:

"The special medium-rare steak that only appears once every seven days in this spaceship..."

"Hehe, I'm sorry!" Daojian Fusangshen sat obediently in his seat and covered his face while clutching his belly that had made an indecent sound before.

However, no matter how hungry he was, he still took his seat in Qinglin, picking up the tableware on both sides before picking up his own.

Afterwards, the two sides ate separately, until when Qinglin finished eating the steak in front of him and was about to attack the second one, he noticed that the sword Fusangshen's interest was fading.

Well, in fact, it can't be said that he is not interested, because the other party's hands are trembling, so he can't cut the meat perfectly.

Seeing this, Qinglin took Fu Sangshen's steak, cut it in half, and let him eat it.

Then, when he's done eating, help him cut the other half.

Nearly 2 hours later, with the help of the new god judge, I have changed into new clothes for going out - made of special materials that are light and comfortable, but even if touched with the blade of the body knife, no trace will be left A set of western-style tuxedo - the sword Fusangshen, standing aside, touching the handle of the main body knife that has been put into the scabbard, looking at the new Shenshen who had eaten 20 times his amount of food before patient's belly.

Not to mention too much fat, and beautiful eight-pack abs!

So the new god judge is a monster?Or is the stomach connected to another dimension?

Fu Sangshen, who relieved his hunger by eating, thought to himself.

"Let's go!" After changing into his go-out clothes, Qing Lin walked a few steps towards the door, and found that Dao Jian Fu Sangshen hadn't followed him, turned around, and raised his eyebrows when he saw him who was motionless.

Then, he walked up to Fu Sangshen and snapped his fingers in his ear.

Fu Sangshen woke up.