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His life came suddenly, with a mission and purpose, formed in the heaven and earth, nourished and embraced by people.He is the sword spirit, in a daze, half dreaming and half awake, vaguely, he knows that he cannot violate his own destiny, he came here because of this person, and must pay for this person.He is something invisible to people, his own spirit and aura belonging to heaven and earth, and he is not allowed to have any contact with other filth.

So, I am a knife, although it can be separated from the body of the knife, it has a great impact on myself.He is attached to the knife, and the knife is like a medium for him to gain strength.Without the knife, one's abilities will be greatly weakened, and even one's original pure mind will be corrupted.

Tsurumaru looked at the boy's face, pondered for a few times, and finally said: "So, the reason why you look like this is..."

The young man nodded and raised his pale and bloodless face: "More than that, after the blade was lost, evil spirits have been invading here. The purpose is obviously to make me lose my mind, although I don't know why..." The voice of speaking gradually Lowered, as if exhausted, weak.Taking a breath, her absent-minded eyes silently shifted to Sanriyue: "Although the sword spirit is not a rare thing, if it is corroded by evil spirits, it is also a difficult thing to deal with. I don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want to lose the present." identity." Slowly, he put his hand lightly on his chest, lowered his head and closed his eyes: "I came to this world because of Izumi Shou-san, and after all, he gave me life. The inseparable during that time is my eternal love. I can’t forget it. I don’t want to lose that memory. I am very clear about my mission and purpose, to accompany, protect, and stick to it.”

Seeing the young man with a warm yellow face under the light of the lantern, he felt an inexplicable envy in his heart.

Tsurumaru thinks back on his past life, the abandonment of his parents, the disgust of his relatives, and the only grandparents who were good to him also left him.For more than ten years, what it feels like to be accompanied and guarded, I have tasted a little bit of corners and corners. If I want to go deep, I am isolated, and the people there tell him "you are not qualified to move forward." With his current friends, he would happily play with them, and his inner peace would always tell him to take good care of them. His eyes are dull and transparent, and they turn bright and bright, revealing a trace of warmth. Like the early sun in spring, it is warm and breathable every inch of it.He also learned to smile gently, and his heart became gentle.Once, the two of them lay on the lawn with their eyes closed, feeling the smell of grass and soil, the breeze, and the warm sun, and whispered to him: "Actually, you are not as crazy as you appear on the surface." The words may not be true. It sounds nice, but Tsurumaru knew what he meant, pretended to be asleep, and didn't answer, so as not to embarrass both of them.Now I am very happy, I have many people who want to be like this, friends and... relatives...

Accompany, protect, stick to.Those three words, like ten thousand knives and sharp blades, pierced into San Riyue's heart, and kept stirring, twitching painfully.No matter which one, he did not do well back then, he let everything go, and selfishly hoped that the other party would be within his sight, but as a master, he wanted to push him far away for his sake.The emotion was obvious, yet he was beginning to be afraid.Whether it's secular or Tsurumaru's reaction.Not daring to step forward, not daring to move, all the other's temptations, all the emotional expressions, he told himself that it was just the apprentice's respect and love for the master, and he didn't let himself have any more thoughts.It was not until the end that I regretted it.

"I can resist many of these things, but if I don't find the blade body, my true strength cannot be revealed, and I don't have any protection." The young man murmured.

"You... Dowazumi Mamoru..." Tsurumaru didn't know how to judge the relationship between the two, the status relationship was really troublesome.

"Ah... Jiansang couldn't see me, so what he didn't know in his heart, if he really wanted to say it, it should be the master and servant?" The young man tilted his head.

Sankayue took a step forward: "So, what do you want?" He was different from Tsurumaru, who still didn't like to read books. Although his homework was really good, he really didn't bother to appreciate the historical classics and some characters.Sanriyue is different, he must quickly know what happened, what happened in these years of sleep, what happened to the history of his life, what happened to the people he knew, what is the development process like for so long , what is the situation now.He used Tsurumaru's library card and went to the library in the city center to borrow books.I'm afraid to say, Kari seems to have no money...

It seemed a bit difficult to speak, the boy bowed his head in silence, and the atmosphere became stiff for a while.

Tsurumaru looked at Mikazuki whose expression was still intact, then at the tottering young man, and at the ground binding spirit who had been standing silently by the side, the flames of the lanterns were shaking, and everyone's faces were bright or dark.

"I said..." Finally, Tsurumaru squatted down, the boy looked up at him curiously, and the two of them just looked at each other.Grinning: "No matter what, we will help you, no matter whether the purpose is to help you, or I want to help my friends selfishly. The purpose is the same, and there is no room for giving up. So, even in difficult requests, I will also help you. Will do my best."

The young man seemed to be inspired, and an unprecedented look flashed in his eyes: "Master Tsurumaru..."

"Hey, you know my name, but you haven't introduced yourself yet." With a bright smile, she stretched out her hand.

The people trapped in the black area are cautious, afraid of their surroundings, and look around with wide-eyed eyes in panic.At this time, the darkness was broken by light, and a hand was stretched out.Unable to hold back, the boy put his hand on Tsurumaru's.very warm.

"Horikawa Kunihiro, my name."

Chapter 25