Draw the sword for the judge

"This is really taking care of the old man~~" San Riyue looked at Qing Lin and laughed.

Qinglin felt that he was crying, the kind of crying that wanted to cry but had no tears.

Qinglin couldn't help thinking of a past event many years ago.

New humans are divided into three types according to their combat power and role:

One is the warrior who pioneered the territory, such as Qinglin;

One is a scavenger who specializes in cleaning up the same kind, such as the chasers who chased them back then;

The last type is an idol who soothes the human soul and has both talents and talents.

At the same time, the new human beings of the warrior class are divided by the seven colors of the rainbow according to the different places of birth, that is, Qinglin's former "Huang" surname is his surname.

Afterwards, because each team has only seven official players, the middle name of the official players corresponds to the strength of the team they belong to, such as Qinglin, whose middle name is "Qing" - the initial strength ranks fifth in the yellow team.In addition to the official team members, there are also candidates for soldiers who are used as cannon fodder on a daily basis.

In addition, the last word in the name comes from the surname of the researcher who raised the new human, or the researcher's name.

The one in Qinglin, surnamed Lin, was a wanderer who was born in a foreign country and never returned to his hometown all his life.

The past that Qinglin recalled was that the researcher wanted to protect him from being used as a plaything when he was still weak, and concealed his illness, and eventually he became seriously ill and died.

Qinglin sat beside Sanriyue, stroking his head.

And without knowing when, Zhu Keqie had already left the wooden box, and was sitting not far away, looking at San Riyue and the stranger Qing Lin.

Sanriyue continued to tell.

Fu Sangshen learned about the "good intentions" of the interrogator and everyone from Maeda Fujishiro, but he faintly sensed something was wrong, and had no intention of finding his relatives.

In the end, the God Judge rewarded Awataguchi with the reason that he had forged a rare sword for Awataguchi: Yizhengjin Sword, and awakened Fusangshen, who was vibrating the sword, in front of him.

At that moment, San Riyue felt that the eyes of the God Judge were terribly cold, and also crazy cold.

In the days that followed, Fu Sangshen would either actively or passively practice leveling with Jinjian.They broke through one battlefield after another, while improving their own strength, they also brought new swords to Honmaru... There is no short sword, only Taidao.

The judge looked at Fu Sangshen even more coldly, and appointed him as a close servant every day.Therefore, in the eyes of the other Touken Fusangshen of Honmaru, it is the master who likes Mikazuki more and more, and is jealous!

After that, Jin Jian, who felt abandoned, ran to the battlefield, and brought back Yan Rong at the cost of the other Wu Zhen Dao's serious injuries, and his slander.

At the same time, on that day, Fu Sangshen noticed that the god judge was buying and selling short knives, Fu Sangshen, but Fu Sangshen had no evidence, and noticed that the god judge had included Jinjian in the list of tomorrow's expedition.

When the god judge saw Fu Sangshen's gaze on the expedition list, he bluntly said that there were not enough resources in hand.

Fu Sangshen didn't speak, but afterwards, after begging and implying that the first phase and Yan Rong, he chose to go on an expedition for Jinjian.

As a result, the journey was safe until he ate the bento made by Candlestick Cut during the break and lost consciousness.

"Open it again, and you will see the third god judge!" San Riyue smiled at the candlestick, then rubbed her head against Qing Lin's hand, letting him continue to caress.

"Sorry!" Candlestick cut a face full of pain, bowed down and apologized: "I'm so sorry!"

Fu Sangshen, who didn't want to forgive his former companion, slowly closed his eyes under Qinglin's touch.

Qinglin glanced at the nearby clock, saw that there was still time, and said: "Then what about your explanation?"——Because the vibrating candlestick Kiri Guangzhong is also a commodity, but it belongs to another person.

Qinglin guessed that this other person should be Sanriyue's second god judge.

A beautiful young man who has never had the concept of mercy, but has been educated to maximize profits, has a good idea in his heart~~

"After the first-phase hall disappeared in the Sanriyue hall, they questioned me..."

"I investigated this matter and found that apart from me, Hasebe was the one who touched the bento..."

Candlesticks didn't want to shirk responsibility, but after listening to Sankayue's story, he came to Honmaru only a few days earlier than Sankayue, and finally chose to tell the truth—because he wanted to find the truth.

"Candlestick Kiritou is really interesting, I wonder what Tsurumaru would think?" Although Fu Sangshen didn't know his own worth, he knew that Tsurumaru Kuninaga, one of the rare knives, was also valuable, and this Candlestick Kiritou Mitsutada has a very good relationship with Tsurumaru of Honmaru.

"..." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong's eyes turned red instantly, and a dark power spread from him to all around.

While Qinglin was building the barrier, he quickly dispelled that force.As a result, the vibrating knife was stunned by too much force.

But also because of this, Qinglin got up, and Sanriyue, who couldn't enjoy the touch of the god judge, also had to get up, and followed the god judge to the candlestick to cut Guangzhong.

Qinglin knelt down on one knee, checked the opponent's body, and said that the opponent had been poisoned, and it was a troublesome Mei medicine!

Sanriyue smiled, teased Qinglin, saying that he could enjoy it.

As a result, Qinglin poked his forehead smoothly.

Daojian Fusangshen held his forehead, blinked his eyes with rippling blue water and a bright moon, full of cuteness and showing his own beauty.

——His eyes of the dark fall, due to Qinglin's previous touch, have dispersed.

Qing Lin said with a smile: "It's so embarrassing for a stranger to do that kind of thing, it's still suitable for Sanriyue Palace~~" Anyway, he took a lot of spiritual power from him before.

"Hehe, my body and mind belong to you alone, the master, how can you~~" He covered his face and began to cry: attack the chef, worrying about the future!

"San Ri Yue Dian really forgave this Zhen Dao, he understands righteousness, and is worthy of being one of the five swords in the world..." Qing Lin, who cooperated with San Ri Yue in acting, also covered his face: As expected of an old sword, a whole body of acting!

"No, no, the main palace that took me in taught me well~~" Praise, come on, god judge, take this vibrating candlestick away!

"Where, if it wasn't for Sanriyuedian's own outstanding character, otherwise, how could it be called teaching in just a few hours?" He couldn't teach this kind of thick-skinned!

Although he was fainted, Candlestick Che, who couldn't wake up without saying that he was fainted, listened to the mutual flattery above, just wanted to let the dog lead:

I haven't seen him for a while, but Honmaru's suspected autistic Mikazuki Muneki collapsed to this point. The outside world is so scary! !

"Hey, this appearance is really not handsome..." In the end, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada chose to wake up.At the same time, facing the hints in the words before the first trial, he chose to rely on his own efforts.

Candlestick cut: San Riyue is so close, and he swore sovereignty with fiery KISS before, if he asks that god judge to help, he will never see the sun of tomorrow!

"Hmm, please, do you need props?" Qinglin pointed to a hidden location for the candlestick, and said, glancing at the dazzling array of goods in the cargo hold.

"No, thank you..." Candlestick staggered when he heard the words, and finally scrambled away.

"Mikariyue wants me to accept that Honmaru!" After leaving with a confirmation candlestick, Qinglin spoke, not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

"Does the main hall have other options?" Although he didn't know Qinglin's bottom line and character, Fu Sangshen, who touched Qinglin's thoughts through the previous relationship, laughed.

At the same time, what Fu Sangshen didn't say was that even if Qinglin didn't want to, he would kill the second god judge and let Qinglin become the god judge of the Honmaru.

"Maybe I want to have a new Honmaru?" According to the thinking circuit of President Xiyuanji, she will choose a Honmaru for him near her own Honmaru, and use the closed environment to get along with him day and night and develop feelings:

After all, although Touken Fusangshen is beautiful, but he is a straight man, and his emotional direction can only be a girl, that is, it can only be her.Afterwards, his fate as a servant under his skirt depends on the mood of the eldest lady!

At the same time, in order to make him tend to be weak in the early stage and unconsciously cling to her, she has three years of experience as a god judge, that is to say, she has a lot of high-level sword Fusangshin, and she will definitely make him the god of the new Honmaru. Those who are not the God-inspectors of Diablo Honmaru who have experience value bonuses.

Xiyuan Temple: If Mr. Ju was so highly trained that she would go into hiding, where would she cry? !

"Hehe, is the main hall such an obedient child?" The gentle tone matched that magnificent face, but Qinglin still heard the sarcasm.

"Oh... really not!" Qinglin became expressionless.

"However, because of this, it is impossible to take over immediately, so please wait patiently with the vibrating candlestick!" Qinglin suddenly moved closer to Sanriyue, touching his forehead with his forehead, and whispered softly.

"The main hall is really a foul!" After getting close to the face that looks more and more beautiful, and of course, to a certain extent, it is also more and more terrifying face, Sanriyue's heartbeat is listening to her own heartbeat that is getting more and more cheerful. , felt that something was out of control when he didn't want to control it at all but couldn't control it.

"Don't all beauties have privileges?" Qinglin laughed, took Fu Sangshen's hand, and put on a little toy he found before—in this cargo hold, except for him and Fu Sangshen , the most valuable item: a storage ring with a space of 500 cubic meters.

"Just like you, grandpa~~"

"Hehe, this is a huge privilege!" San Riyue looked at the ring on her right thumb and smiled, "Should I say, it's an honor, is it a great honor? The main hall!"

"However, grandpa is eager to try. I'm really worried that grandpa will shut the door and cry..." Qinglin laughed.

"So, this will really impress the main hall!" Fu Sangshen, who actually wanted to hold someone under him//weeping, lowered his eyes, looked at the ring on his thumb, and thought to himself.

Afterwards, the one-knife first trial who reached an agreement patted the dust on his body that didn't exist at all, and walked towards the knife that Zhenzheng was trying to remove the medicine on his body.

Although it is not Tong//Zhengdao, but it is Tong//Zhen Fusangshen Candlestick Cut Mitsutada, listening to the footsteps getting closer, creeping:

Those two demon kings killed each other, no, after the friendly exchange, they are going to sharpen their knives on him!

As a result, thinking about it this way, Fu Sangshen felt a little bit hard, and suppressed that feeling again...