I heard that all my swords have fallen

Then do your duty as a god judge.

Then get a good understanding of the personalities of the swords, instead of deciding what they should do with "Dark Fall".

Well, Yan San, remember what kind of battles, expeditions, etc.?He flicked his sleeves, and the Tsing Yi disappeared into the corridor in an instant.

Speaking of it, he is really an irresponsible judge, he is paid and has no job, no good.

At the very beginning, the judge made everything clear: I have been traveling all these years, and I am used to being free and undisciplined. I don't like to be restricted, and of course I don't like to restrict others, so you can do whatever you want, and we non-interference.

Naturally, it is respect, and...they have no position to interfere with anything.

The first time he wanted to interfere was when the judge drank alcohol all day long and worried about his physical condition, and the second time... is now.

The god judges no longer go out to have fun, but stay behind closed doors, and don't even come out to eat. These two extremes make the swordsmen unavoidably worried.

God judges are human beings after all, is there really nothing wrong?

Jiang Xue sat kneeling on the promenade in Zuowen, with her robes spread out, her long icy blue hair fluttering in the wind, and she was as refined as ice and snow.

And beside him are Xiaoye Zuowen and Zongsan Zuowen. Although they have experienced bad things and have fallen into the dark, the unhappy family is still unhappy, and their nature will not change.

The three of them had the same expressionless faces, and if they had to say they were different, it would probably be the faint melancholy in the brows of Zong Sanzuo's beautiful writing.

Xiaoye Zuo's text was originally introverted and quiet, and now it is even more silent. If you want to follow his lines, you can probably say: the sword from the drama of blood and resentment and revenge is so permanently sunk in the chaos and darkness.

Sayo Zuofuji is thinking, it has something to do with the new God Judge, why did he choose to become the God Judge of Dark Fall Honmaru?But he seems to be easy to get along with... But even so, it has nothing to do with him. Among swords, he is not as rare and expensive as Mikami Tsukimune and Ko Karasuma, nor does he have the exquisite and beautiful appearance of California Kiyomitsu and his elder brother Zong Sanzuo , not to mention the cute appearance and character of Toshiro and the others...

He is not rare, precious, or beautiful, and his abilities in mobile reconnaissance are also outstanding. It seems... useless.

Although his face was still expressionless, how could Zong San Zuowen and Jiang Xuezuowen, his elder brothers, not notice it? Jiang Xuezuowen looked at him from the side, and said in a clear and cold voice, "Xiaoye..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from the corner of the corridor, and the footsteps belonged to the God-inspector.

Involuntarily straightened his back.

Yan Sanliao has always been wearing blue Taoist robes or black regular clothes, the reason... black doesn't look dirty, as for the blue Taoist robes, he has been used to wearing them since he was a child.

Today, it is rare to wear a Taoist uniform as white as snow, with long black hair hanging behind, and a pair of glasses on the straight bridge of the nose, but there is no gentleness in the smile: "Everyone is here, I just have a question to ask you."

Thanks to the fact that the pill is big enough, it wouldn't be enough if there were dozens of them.

The elders of the swordsmen, Karasuma and Mikazuki Zongjin paused slightly, then nodded and said, "Please tell me."

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada and Yakiri Hasebe's eyes flickered, is there anything they need to do?

Yan San sat down on the long corridor, took out a roll of paper from his sleeve, and spread it on the ground like this. The swordsmen looked over in a daze, and saw that the paper was full of data formulas, and there was a paper in the middle corner. Drawing with a pencil.

Suddenly there was a question mark in my head.

Yan San coughed: "I want you to see if these arrangements are reasonable."

Those data formulas are all related to them.

Yan San found out the wine gourd casually, raised his head and took a sip, smiled and looked at Candlestick Qie Guangzhong who was obviously surprised, "Hey, why are you so surprised? Did you break my image of not doing business properly?"

He still has self-knowledge, since he came here anyway, he hasn't worked hard since he came here, what time is the retrograde army, what battlefield... The wind is too strong, he didn't hear it, no wonder the swordsmen were surprised.

——No, there is no nonsense.

But Candlestick Qie Guangzhong didn't say anything, Yan San smiled and said: "So I have studied your data on scouting, maneuvering, attacking, etc. Do you see if there is any problem?"

Sanri Yuezong lowered his eyelashes, then raised his eyes and smiled: "Then... thank you."

Don't care about the short sword, the big sword, or the big sword, they seem to be serious all of a sudden...

Yan Sanyi has always kept this kind of atmosphere at arm's length, it's too serious, it doesn't suit his temperament at all.

He took a piece of pastry by hand: "Then what, I'll go out first." He quietly looked around and found that this pill was missing a lot of things, such as microwave ovens, candlesticks, such swords as Mitsutada and Kasen Kanesada It seems that I like cooking very much, and there are amulets, which are different from knife equipment. What kind of gold do I need to buy?It doesn't matter, he should still have money.

—Where are you... going?

To put it aside, Yan San will definitely lift his legs and leave after speaking. What he wants to do must be done immediately, since he wants to do it immediately, why bother to listen to others.

If he himself feels that what he has done is not too much, then he will basically not listen to others' persuasion.

But now I have been here for a while, and I still have a good sense of the swords, so Yan San asked one more question: "Do you want to go together?"

He took a bite of the flower cake, and was very satisfied with the sweetness just right. He bent his eyes: "Aren't you all nerds?"

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's voice was a little dry: "Don't you think this is ugly?"

How can the black rune that represents the dark fall appear in front of people, sympathy, pity, disgust, contempt... all strange eyes are enough.

Ugly?

Yan San looked at the candlestick, and Qie Guangzhong thought of a characteristic of the other party. He cared about his image very much. He probably thought it was not very good-looking when he suddenly had a tattoo on his face.

He didn't take it seriously at all, and said nonchalantly, "Hey, that's it. Let me tell you, this is a world of faces. If you're handsome, you'll be handsome playing glass balls. If you're ugly, it's like shoveling shit when you play golf. A little tattoo is not disfigurement, what is ugly."

Looking around, there is no one in this pill that is not good-looking, either handsome or handsome or cool and elegant...

Are the appearances transformed by spiritual power so buggy?

Yan San didn't force the other party to go out or anything, just let nature take its course, he got up and said: "Retreat, remember to leave lunch for me..."

Suddenly raised his head and looked towards the courtyard, his brows suddenly became as quiet as ice and snow, and then he smiled again: "Old Ji, why are you here?"

Yan Sanle's Honmaru is different from Ji Xiansi. Ji Xiansi is a small octagonal pavilion, flowing water, and blue grass surround a light blue lake, because the spiritual power maintains that it is a flower that blooms in all seasons, and overall it is very elegant.

Haha, it looks like a wealthy family.

Yan San's Honmaru is much simpler than Honmaru. When he first came to Honmaru, because Honmaru had no spiritual power to maintain it, not only the four seasons, spring, flowers, autumn and moon did not exist, but even the sky was gray between day and night. , the vegetation is even more withered.

Yan Sanliao's personality likes to have fun, he doesn't like to work hard, and he often ignores many things. He uses spiritual power to restore everything. As for the construction of the main pill... Hahahaha, he smiled awkwardly but politely.

Gradually several figures appeared in the courtyard, the first one had wide sleeves and long black hair tied loosely behind him, with a slight smile on his face, unexpectedly possessing a magnificence that could silence everything.

On the left and right are Mikami Tsukimune, who looks handsome in a blue kimono, and Karasuma, who is beautiful in a black dress.

Yan San blinked and smiled: "I never thought that there would be such an outstanding man in the world."

Ji Xiansi and his sword: ...

Yan San, the swordsmen of Honmaru: ...

For a moment, Ji Xiansi said helplessly: "You are here again."

Yan San was amused: "Old Ji, why are you here?"

Ji Xiansi walked over: "One is that I have nothing to do, and two..." He bent his eyes and said, "I want to see how you are doing now."

You shouldn't guess what other people are like out of thin air, even if it's a dark fall, it's a choice of extreme desperation, and it's always a sad thing.

Even though I thought so, I still couldn't help but worry a little, would the "Dark Fall" sword hurt by the God Judge be difficult to get along with?Could it be that she is too sensitive and fragile, and Yan San is not so careful, so she won't fight?

So here it comes.

Looks pretty good.

Yan Sanlai summed it up: "It's a joy to eat, drink, play and have fun."

He is not a person who can hide well, besides... If Yan San felt that a place made him uncomfortable, he would probably choose to leave without hesitation.

Ji Xiansi nodded, "You..."

But before he finished his sentence, Yan San's figure began to dissipate, and Ji Xiansi saw his friend's sunny smile: "What are you doing, I'll leave first."

No chance for an answer.

Ji Xiansi: ...It's really crisp and neat.

He coughed lightly and looked at "Candlestick Cut Guangzhong" and the others. There was no change in their appearance, the only difference was the black dark lines on the cheeks, the back of the hands, or the neck.

"Cutting and Cutting Hasebe" lowered his eyes slightly, and said coldly and politely, "Please sit down."

"Kasen Kanesada" also spoke: "What kind of tea do you want?"

Ji Xiansi suddenly thought of his family's cut-off Hasebe and Kasen Kanesada, a professional householder who takes every lord's useless aunt, a gentle and elegant, good-looking smile who always asks for attention.

It's... quite different.

The author has something to say: 2333 I am going to retreat for the exam.