God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

I don't know how the Fu Sangshen communicated in private. In short, when they appeared in front of Jing Mo again at dinner, the atmosphere between them was no longer so tense.

After Ge Xian joined the kitchen, the food quality of Honwan has improved significantly, not only in terms of taste, but also in the tableware, arrangement and color.

In a sense, it can be said that the pampered and ill-informed appraiser showed a happy smile when he saw the dinner, and this inexplicable good mood lasted until he finished buying for Tsurumaru.

"Isn't there any activity today?" Tsurumaru followed Jingmo as he walked on the corridor. This thin and thin sword was born with a light and agile posture and vigorous vitality. There is nothing inconsistent with his actions.

"No arrangement," the judge lazily replied, "Do you want to go to the hot spring?"

"That's a good idea." Tsurumaru echoed absent-mindedly, he was surprised that he was able to spend so much time alone with the judge today.

It's not that he doesn't understand their feelings in Qingguang, California. As an outsider with too complicated experience, it is normal that they will not be trusted for a while. It's not so strange to think about things that you don't understand now.

Feelings are amazing.

The hot spring arrived soon, and the place damaged by Jingmo had been repaired. The hot air was dense on the water surface, vaguely reflecting a crescent moon in the sky.

Today, Jing Mo dressed up very refreshingly, without any extra jewelry, only wearing a bathrobe—California Qingguang picked it for him, with Qingguang’s knife pattern embroidered on the lower left corner, so when Tsurumaru was still struggling with the shower head, he was already Soak comfortably in the hot springs.

"Look."

Tsurumaru, who had just entered the bathing place, followed the sound and saw that the judge was pouring the contents of a small glass bottle into the water.

The original milky white spring water quickly turned silver, and as the ripples continued to spread to the distance, the soft light like moonlight radiated from the sparkling waves.

"Eh? Surprising effect," Tsurumaru opened his eyes wide, and the golden pupils showed interest, "What is this?"

"Moonlight Bath Potion, I guess you want to try it." The examiner raised his arm to watch the silver water drops roll down, "Does it look like a pool of molten jade steel?"

... This slot was caught off guard, and even Tsurumaru choked on it.

Where can there be a pool of molten jade steel?Untie the knife pool, the melted sword will return to the state of molten iron, and if the god judge is willing, he can recover a little bit of resources from the bottom of the pool, which is better than nothing.

"Why," the god judge turned to look at him, "I guessed wrong? What do you think of the lava and blood river types? The effect is quite amazing."

"No, it's just amazing!" Tsurumaru squatted down next to the judge with sparkling eyes, "Master, what else can you share with me?"

Is the owner of the first sound actually in this situation?You have no morals, Tsurumaru.

Jing Mo flicked his face indifferently: "It's over, let Shikigami deliver it to your room."

Tachi, who casually wiped his face and didn't mind, had already turned seven or eight ideas for different objects in his mind, each of which was perfect, just thinking about it made him smile heck.

"Tsuramaru Kuninaga, you are too rude!" Hasebe's gnashing of teeth sounded from behind, if it wasn't for the fear of affecting the master's bathing mood, he really wanted to press this Shintachi into the sword solution pool Let him never come out again.

As a subject, to meet the lord with disheveled clothes and a frivolous attitude, to approach the lord at will without proving his loyalty, with ulterior motives——

——Ah, the troublesome guy is here, Yaken really found me a good opponent.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned around with his hands raised, and brought the judge to Hasebe's gaze: "Don't yell, Hasebe, the hot spring is a place to relax, do you want to soak together?"

"Hmph..." Hasebu let out a cold snort, and then walked quickly to the side of the god judge, "Master, please tell me if I have something to do, do I need to bring you some wine?"

"Come down and go clubbing together, and cut Hasebe," the judge waved his hand, "don't be so formal."

"If the Lord orders..." Hasebe hesitated for a while, gave Tsurumaru a warning look and replied, "I'm going to take a bath right away."

Ten minutes later, Hasebe sat upright between Jingmo and Tsurumaru. Even when he was in the hot spring, he sat with his back straight and upright, which was in stark contrast to the two lying down next to him.

"Kakiri Hasebe, did you know Tsurumaru and Yaken before?" the interrogator looked up at the moon in the night sky of Honmaru and started a random topic.

"We once served a common master," Hasebe Pressed turned his head and replied seriously, "If you can, please call me Hasebe, because the name 'pressed' comes from his brutality."

"Do you still miss him, Hasebe?" Tsurumaru lay on the smooth stone on the shore, his golden pupils shone slyly in the moonlight, "How about you admit it frankly?"

"That guy... the former master used my sharpness to cut off a certain person because he couldn't tolerate him." Hasebe lowered his head, his short gray hair blocked his eyes, "he said cherish, but turned The head gave the sword named by himself to the person who met for the first time, Oda Nobunaga, ha!"

He sneered very low and very quickly, and then raised his head to look at the examiner seriously: "I'm so rude this afternoon, Lord, I'm different from some self-confident guys, no matter what kind of task, you You can leave it to me with confidence."

"After leaving Nobunaga, haven't you experienced several masters, Hasebe," Tsurumaru Kunyong interjected without fear of death, "Why don't you talk about them, do you think they are worthless compared to Oda Nobunaga?"

"You!" Yakiri Hasebe glared at him angrily, as if he wanted to stand up but held back, "Don't say such unfounded words in front of the Lord, they are very good people."

"Oh? A good person?" Tsurumaru repeated meaningfully.

Chang Gubu ignored him, but turned his head again and looked at the judge persistently: "If you have life, please tell me, I will do my best to press and cut Chang Gubu."

Are you the type who doesn't want to get a definite answer?The judge looked at his own reflection in the wisteria-colored pupils of the other party and thought, since he repeatedly emphasized that he could do anything...

"Then, Hasebe, I'm the type who prefers to fight," Jing Mo said carefully, "Occasionally there will be..."

"No way, General." The sudden appearance of Yaoken forcefully interrupted the God-inspector's words, "You should at least wait until Hasebe is out of battle before bringing up this matter."

"Don't show mercy, Yaoyan," Jingmo said helplessly, "Didn't you agree with me to use your body before?"

"I'll bring you some tea, and Ge Xian also served tea." The short knife in a white coat carefully placed the tray in his hand by the pool, "I promised you at that time out of ignorance, please don't take it seriously."

"A true adult is one who abides by the promises he made, Yaoken." The judge sighed and poked a small fork at the pocket snacks on the side of the teacup.

"I think the real adult is the one who has the courage to admit his mistakes," Dagger said without changing his expression, "Since the atmosphere is right, would you like to listen to what I want to say?"

"You must know my story. Although it is sharp, it will not hurt the master, but I also understand that if a person has decided to die, I, as a knife, cannot stop it." Yaken knelt and sat in the wet slate, "When responding to your manifestations, all this is different, and now I can do so much more."

"A person can only swing a knife to protect himself. When you swing the knife forward, I can be your shield behind you. Although I am still immature, I hope to do more than just use the knife If there is a day when I can no longer fight for you with a human body, please use my body."

After making this speech that can be said to open the door to a new world for Hasebe, Yaken calmly said: "I put clean clothes for you in the locker room, if you have any arrangements for tomorrow, please feel free to tell me, I will keep watch for you today."

"Okay," Jing Mo said with a broken smile, "I said he was immature, but he was already very reliable, and he was a real adult."

"Yakuyan, it's really a lucky thing to be your God-inspector, I won't mention this matter again."

He stood up from the hot spring with a swish, silver water droplets rolled down from his body, and ripples shattered a pool of moonlight.

"I'm almost done, Hasebe can soak for a while, be careful of dizziness," the judge naturally pressed Tsurumaru's head when passing by, "Hasebe is very simple, don't bully him."

Crashed into the pond, Tsurumaru caught off guard and took a sip of water. When he reappeared, the judge had already disappeared outside the door, leaving only Hasebe who was stunned by the side and who was packing the tea tray and preparing to leave. Pharmaceutical research.

"Yakuken, wait for me," Tsurumaru shouted, and approached Hasebe maliciously, "Master likes you very much, Hasebe, but you have to work hard to say 'best'."

After finishing speaking, he nimbly rolled onto the shore and chased Yaoyan away.

"Are you still so worried about me, Yaken?" Taidao, who casually put on his clothes and chased after him, asked with a smile, "If I really have bad thoughts, such a young Hasebe can't stop me."

"If you want to get blood, the general will break you personally," Yaoken replied indifferently, "I'm just afraid that you have some strange bad intentions, so I asked Hasebe to take a look. No matter what you say, he will not I will believe it."

"Isn't Hasebe like this cute? It makes people want to be bullied." Tsurumaru lightly jumped in front of Yaken, bent slightly to observe Yaken's expression, "Yakuken, if I really treat Shen Shen It’s too late to do something irreversible, and nothing can be done without the master’s sword. Isn’t such sincerity enough?”

"Huh?" Yao Yan caught something from his words, "Do you think you can treat the general...I see, it seems that there are some important things that California Qingguang hasn't told you yet."

Because I don't know how strong the general is, do you think that not hurting him even if you are alone is the greatest kindness you can show?

It's a pity that we are more concerned about whether you have other goals...Yaoyan, who quickly found the blind spot of both parties' cognition, felt a little funny, but he was a little relieved: "Sincerity is enough, but other places are not good enough. Just now the general I also remind you not to bully Hasebe, right?"

That's because he saw that I was digging a hole by using Hasebe's words... Tsurumaru Kunianaga smiled bitterly, saying that many god judges have a heart knot about Hasebe's unforgettable practice of the old master. It varies from person to person.

However, this feeling is not bad.