God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

The decoration style of the Ping An Hall is not consistent with the name. The hall has a tall dome, an open space, and a row of rest areas separated by broad-leaved plants by the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. It is difficult to judge how it is used in daily life.

"Mr. Jingmo, this way please." For some reason, the receptionist smiled more sincerely than usual, "Are you here to go through the handover procedures? You came very early."

"Yes, Mr. Jingmo came here early on purpose," Honosuke replied proudly, "Have His Highness Hikiri and His Majesty Keimaru also arrived?"

"They are still preparing, please wait here for a while." The staff led Jing Mo to the rest area, where a row of large double leather sofas and marble coffee tables were in the same style as the reception room.

"Can I prepare tea for you?" After receiving an affirmative answer, the staff came back with a cup of hot tea in a short while, and left quietly after politely signaling.

Three eyes glanced around at the lonely teacup.

"This is...really interesting." The judge said thoughtfully.

Tsurumaru turned over and sat on the backrest, stepped on the sofa at the back, and replied indifferently: "It's always like this, I'm used to it, I don't like coming here anyway."

Qing Jiang naturally sat next to the God Judge, and lifted Foxnosuke off and put it on the armrest: "I like it very much, no matter what I do, no one interferes, isn't it just being allowed to do whatever I want?"

Tsurumaru smirked and glanced at the expensive leather of the sofa under his feet: "Then one day they have to surprise them."

"Mr. Jingmo, I've been waiting for a long time."

The male voice who entered the hall was loud and hearty, followed by two figures, one of them was carrying a huge burden, and the other was empty-handed.

"This is Hikakiri, and this is Kemimaru. The two Genji heavy treasures are both very powerful Fusangshin," the man introduced, "It is also the two swords that will be handed over this time."

He glanced at Tsurumaru and Qingjiang beside Jingmo, and his expression became a little more relaxed: "Do you want to start the spiritual link now?"

"Yeah, I have no problem." Fu Sangshen with light blond hair kept smiling happily, "That...brother has no problem, right?"

"...My name is Xiwan, brother." Another Fu Sangshen asked suspiciously: "Did you forget again?"

"Ah, how could it be? Didn't you remind me before?" Mustache touched his younger brother's head, "It's inconvenient to carry so much luggage, put it down quickly, it's about to link with the spiritual power of the God Judge."

"Okay, brother!" Kagemaru immediately put away his suspicious look, swiftly placed the burden not far away, and trotted to stand beside his brother.

——Definitely forget it, the speed of changing the subject.

The people present thought silently, no one could bear to expose this truth.

"Then what does the God Judge need us to do?" Higiri asked with a smile, "Does it mean to restore the original body?"

"That's all right, so let's start?"

After confirming that there was no objection, Jing Mo raised his hand calmly, and the majestic spiritual power swooped out, pounced on Fu Sangshen who was waiting in front of him with great interest, and the fragile link between current politics and the sword was swallowed almost instantly Exhausted, and then brand new power flowed, reconstructing the entangled spiritual power network into a unilateral bridge for orderly passage.

During the whole process, only the smiling Qing Jiang raised his eyes to look up, and the others failed to realize what happened before Jing Mo put down his hand.

"Well, is this over?" Mustache turned around and supported his younger brother's shoulders to look him up and down, "Not bad, not bad, it feels like it's becoming shiny."

"Elder brother! Elder brother is the one who shines brightly every day and is aggressive. As the younger brother of elder brother, I am proud all the time!" Kagemaru responded sincerely.

"Yeah, good boy, good boy, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable." Mustache trimmed his younger brother's neckline in a decent manner before turning his head, "You are fast, you deserve praise."

"Is there any other feeling besides soon, Your Highness Mustakiri?" Qing Jiang said with a smile on his face.

"Although it's fast, it's not uncomfortable. The technique is very good." Higakiri seemed to be thinking seriously, "Should I say more? Ah... what do you think, brother?"

"Oh, the sense of penetration," Kagemaru replied, "Although it was only for a moment, it was indeed penetrated from the inside out."

A strange look slowly appeared on the face of the man beside him, and his inability to hide made anyone guess what he was thinking.

Hidekiri glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "I feel like I've been doused by waves, haha, I'm completely soaked, but it's very relaxing."

"Now that the new link has been established, you can go back to Honmaru," the man cleared his throat, "Higakiri, Kagemaru, I've already said what should be said, you have to be careful, you know?"

"Got it." Higakiri waved his hand nonchalantly and went to pick up the luggage: "Thank you for your care during this period of time, and for my brother's share. I will thank you if I have a chance."

"Do you want me to help you?" Tsurumaru followed him to help him get the huge package: "There is a welcome party for you in this pill, and the surprise is a special dish!"

"Hey——really?" Higakiri stopped Tsurumaru's hand and lifted the burden vigorously, "I don't know if my brother has prepared a gift for you, and it doesn't matter even if he didn't? Speaking of which, I think you look familiar. look."

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga—we have fought together before." Tsurumaru reminded: "The last time I faced the time-traveling army Kuei team at Atsugashiyama, remember?"

"Ah, it's Tsurumaru who came back with charcoal and dirty the clothes together!" Higakiri suddenly realized, "My brother who likes to wash clothes has been talking about you for a long time, um... what are you doing, brother?"

"drink!"

Kewan, who had remained silent except for talking with his elder brother, suddenly shouted and drew his sword to slash at Jingmo. The distance between the two was only a few steps.

"Chong!"

Owaki Tsubasa, who had been standing by the side of the god judge, took half a step forward as if he had been prepared, and received the slash from Kemaru with both hands in his hands. The collision between the steel sparked a stream of sparks, and the tip of Taidao stopped at the god judge. Not far in front of the victim, the cold light illuminated the calm eyebrows and eyes of the other party.

"Are you protecting him? Smiling Qingjiang." Tachi asked in a low voice.

"Kenmaruden, you've pulled back your strength." Owaki Zaza said with a smile, "This kind of strength can't hurt anyone, so I'm not protecting anyone."

"--Humph."

After the two pairs of golden pupils looked at each other, Kagemaru put the knife back into its sheath neatly, and bowed solemnly to the judge.

"Keimaru!" An angry roar came from the handover person next to him, "You...what do you want to do!"

"Don't be so fussy, my brother hasn't done anything yet," Higakiri curled his hair with his empty hands, and walked towards Komamaru and the judge naturally, "The luggage is too heavy——Tsuru Marukunaga, you're a bit in the way."

Tsurumaru also consciously raised his hands to signal that he was harmless, but his feet firmly blocked Hikiri's direction as if rooted.

"Brother, please wait a moment." Tachi, with light green hair, didn't rush to Higakiri as usual, but just looked into the eyes of the examiner.

"As Genji's treasure, our brothers have survived thousands of years in the hands of many people. No matter what kind of enemy we face, we will never back down. Of course, not everyone can use us," Taidao said, "I hope you can recognize our pride."

Hideki blinked his eyes, and stood still.

"Even so, it's not the reason for you to suddenly swing the knife." The handover tone softened a little, but he still accused angrily: "This change has been consulted in advance, and if there is a request, it should be proposed at that time. , instead of such a rude test after the establishment of the spiritual power link."

"I have my own considerations, and I have caused you trouble." Taidao nodded apologetically.

"Really..." The handover person was still angry, but he still dutifully explained to the interrogator: "Mr. Jingmo, although it was Kagemaru who was a little reckless, please don't get me wrong, he didn't mean to hurt anyone. Moreover, with his strength, it is normal to want to test the potential of the future master, the smiling Qingjiang understands this, right?"

He turned to Owaki Tsubasa, as if to find a sense of identity.

Hey, how could it be possible to make such a shock all of a sudden just to test the strength of the body, and is the size of the body really important when the spiritual power is already connected?

——Well, Jing Mo won't be angry anyway, let them do.

Tsurumaru thought silently, while moving slightly to avoid Higekiri.

"What kind of reaction can meet your expectations, have you thought about it yourself?" The judge whispered, the voice was so low that only Fu Sangshen beside him could hear.

Jianwan shook his head and raised his head, only to see the meaningful smile on Qingjiang's smiling face, the interrogator had already turned sideways to shake hands with the handover person to say goodbye.

"...The two of them are indeed excellent fighters. Even if there are some minor problems, please forgive me in the future." The handover person hesitated for a long time before letting go of Jing Mo's hand and whispered, "If there is really a disagreement in personality, You can also bring them back, I promise it won't affect you in any way."

The judge withdrew his hand in surprise, looked up and down the man who said something that didn't match his identity, and then nodded under the other's embarrassed gaze.

"I haven't even walked this path," Tsurumaru turned around and walked with emotion, "At any rate, I can also be selected for the combat team, why is it always packed in a box?"

"Instead of thinking this way, it's better to say that Hikiri-den and Kemimaru-den are more special." Owaki Tsubasa casually said, "After all, I haven't walked past either."

"Is that so?" Mustache always spoke with a rising tone, gentle and harmless like a squinting sheep basking in the sun, "I have no impression..."

"That's right, it's the first time for my brother to go this way." Knee Maru, who had spent 3 minutes changing the burden and carrying it on his back, said, "But it's nothing to worry about."

They are now walking on the passageway leading to the second basement floor from the Safety Hall, surrounded by current affairs staff in a hurry, most of them are in groups of two carrying a wooden box containing the sword itself, and they don't look sideways when passing by them. The judge just simply nodded his head.

Jingmo walked at the end, and Fox Nosuke kept praising how powerful the Genji brothers were on his shoulders, with a timid and tentative tone, for fear that he would turn around and take the two restless elements back until everyone Only through the teleportation point did it quiet down.

The Shizheng Teleportation Point is still a short distance away from the Honmaru building. You can see the blue-gray wall eaves and green trees from a distance. In the embarrassment of finding words.

After the atmosphere relaxed, Kagemaru's worries about his brother surfaced again, and he couldn't help but ask Tsurumaru, who was in such a good mood that he began to hum a tune: "How many teams from your Honmaru are there, and how far has the battle line advanced now? "

"Just got together a team to play. This is a very new Honmaru. As for the battle line, I have to ask Smiley. After all, I'm still a wounded person." Tsurumaru complained half-truthfully next to the god judge, "I think My injuries are all healed, if I never go to the battlefield, I won’t be able to become like a crane.”

"Then make a decision after checking your situation after today's entry." The judge patted his head affectionately, "Don't worry."

Tsurumaru, who had enjoyed the treatment of a short knife, looked a little astonished, and then smiled smugly after thinking of something, no longer entangled in the definite answer.

—Have you thought of a new way to bully people?

Smiling Qingjiang sighed insignificantly, feeling helpless for Taidao who was always obsessed with bullying Hasebe for some reason, so he could only divert the attention of the judge.

"It looks like someone is coming to pick us up."

Coming out of the door were Hasebe and Mutsu Mori, both of whom were wearing battle uniforms, striding towards this side.

"Lord, welcome back," Da Dao calmly pushed Tsurumaru away, "Yakuken and the others are preparing a welcome party, we are here to welcome you."

"Shortly after you left, a lot of fresh meat was delivered to the door," Mutsumori explained with a laugh as if he couldn't see the two people's small movements, "Because it was noon, I decided to let go of my belly and eat a big meal. Alright, the barbecue pit is waiting for you to come back."

"Because I heard you said that you will use a barbecue conference to welcome newcomers, and all the meat you send is suitable for grilling." The judge gestured to them the two shocks that fell behind him at some time: "This is Hikakiri, Kyomaru , your new colleague."

Mutsu Mori and Hasebe, who was concentrating on fighting Tsurumaru with a small amount of pushing and blocking, smiled politely at Ryoshin Tachi.

"Oh, hello everyone, I'd better wait for a while for the formal self-introduction," Higiri said with a smile, "It will be more convenient for everyone to be together, right?"

"I think so too, brother." Kagemaru nodded in agreement.

——What kind of weird atmosphere is this, don’t laugh if you don’t want to laugh.

Qing Guang, who came out of the door a little later, thought with black lines all over his face.