Idol coser Mr. Sokin

In the evening, the setting sun sprinkled the ground.

No coding Honmaru.

Next to the time-space converter.

Accompanied by a faint light, an ultra-small figure appeared on the instrument.

Zongjin sanriyue slid all the way to the ground along the concave-convex pattern on the edge of the instrument, trotted to hide behind Honwan's invisible back and probed, and found that the whole Honwan was quiet, there was no medicine research and candlestick cutting, and no movement.

The villain is just a little bit next to the instrument. From a distance, the corner of the golden converter has a touch of night sky blue.

Zong Jin circled around and quickly retracted his head.

He thinks for a while.

Normally speaking, this time should end within the pill.

According to the current size of the pill, this distance should actually be able to faintly smell the aroma of rice.

Yaoyan should also collect clothes in the clothes drying area.

The clothes-drying area is some distance away from the space-time converter, but it's not too far away.

So Zong Jin slid down and hid as soon as he arrived.

As a result, there was nothing there, which made him a little confused.

Even if he didn't come out today because he was gone, shouldn't he be so quiet?

However, Zong Jin didn't really want his appearance to be discovered by everyone in this pill when he came back like this. It would still be too much trouble to be found out.

He troubled Baqianliu to send him to the time-space converter.

The main reason is that through Yaqianliu's analysis of his current situation, coupled with the drowsy dream at noon, he has a certain degree of certainty about the current situation.

He might be able to change back on his own, but first he needs a place where no one is around.

When it comes to sending this matter, it is necessary to talk about it.

Originally, Zongjin was just planning to be sent to the time-space converter of the opponent's Honmaru, but Yaqianliu couldn't tell from the outside, but he was extra careful, and directly took him to Wanwu's time-space converter.

It really saved him a lot of trouble, otherwise it would not be easy to climb up and down this half-person-tall time-space converter, and there might be accidents.

...I have to thank you when I have the opportunity in the future.

Zong Jin calmed down.

The reason for his shrinking is mainly because after being engraved with the contract between the god judge and the sword, the maintenance of the body is restricted to only use the power on the contract mark.

Generally speaking, as long as the new contract does not conflict, it will not have any impact on personal circumstances.

But Zongjin is different.

He couldn't remember what existence he was, but he knew

Spent quite a long time.

Very, very long.

When I learned about astrology in elementary school and was arranged by the school, when I was standing in the science and technology museum.The shining lights cast a bright Milky Way, and the blue planet, white clouds, green trees, the earth, and the sea stay in the center of the universe.

The beautiful female voice in the museum gently recites the formation of the universe and the life of the planet.

With words.

A projection inside the tube plays a video.

The elder brother next to him looked at the surrounding existence with light in his eyes, and obviously liked it very much, but because Huan Zong stood close to the spot, he didn't go to have a closer look first.

"Qianqiu, let's move forward."

It was autumn, and both of them were wearing long sleeves that were not too thick. Ishigami Qianku grabbed Zongjin's wrist with one hand and was about to move forward.

"Always feel."

Suddenly hearing his younger brother speak, Ishigami Chiku stopped.

At that time, Zong Jin had the temperament to say whatever he had, with the scene in his eyes, and an overly familiar feeling in his chest.

Just like in the video, from black hole to nebula, from nebula to star, every stage of it as a celestial body, until the later stage of explosion, splitting, becoming a comet, then becoming a fragmented asteroid, and finally returning to the black hole, he has personally witnessed the whole process. I have seen the same.

and so.

"I seem to be older than the age of the earth, so Senku, I am the older brother."

Zong Jin raised his finger and said seriously.

The scene stood still for a while.

Ishigami Qianku plucked his ears, and made an expression of disgust in disbelief: "Ah—?"

In the end, this matter ended with Baiye temporarily confiscating Zong Jin's manga, and a contract was made to return it after the holiday.

Ishigami Chiaki: ...

How can this be.

Even if there is no memory of the time spent, it does not mean that it will disappear, nor will there be no trace.

Zong Jin always dreams from time to time, dreaming about things in the past.

Waking up from the dream was a little dazed, and I couldn't think of the person in the dream, but the real feelings lingered in my heart, as if I was choking, it was hard to swallow, and I couldn't ignore it.

He would become this petite appearance, and because the foundation in his body, most of the current "he" is crowding out the new contract imprint.

It was the dream in the afternoon that made him react.

They cannot recognize the master, nor can they accept the recognition of the master.

So the rejection reaction is extraordinarily strong.

As Yachiryu thought, he became smaller due to 'lack' of spiritual power.

But this lack is the lack of spiritual power that can be used to maintain the state, that is, the source of thousands of

The power provided by the subtlety of the bird.

Rather than his individual lack of spiritual power.

At that time, when he touched the spiritual power ball and failed to transform back, it was not only because the spiritual power conflicted with Chidori's power, but also because he did not lack spiritual power, which made the spiritual power ball unable to be introduced from high.

The only spiritual power that entered the point that caused a slight sense of repulsion was due to mutual contact.

As for the solution, it is naturally very simple.

As Yachiryu said, replenishing strength or rescinding the contract is a perfect answer.

Zong Jin turned his head sideways to look at his reflection on the golden time-turner pillar, stretched out his hand to straighten his somewhat messy hair and clothes, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with his whole body, he took a deep breath.

He can do it both ways.

He is limited to passive maintenance output, which does not mean that active use is also restricted, so as long as he uses demon power, whether it is to replenish or forcibly destroy the contract, it is just a matter of thought.

Just thinking of the number of swords that Chidori can awaken so far, Zong Jin closed his eyes and groped for the brand-new mark he had sensed before.

The imprint lingered in a manic atmosphere, but stayed quietly in a corner.

Zong Jin made up his mind and mobilized his demon power to erase it.

Click.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking.

The restraint that restricted his output was not there, his eyes blurred, with the breeze that happened to blow and the large nail blades that happened to fall on his face, the blue hair swept across his eyes, Zong Jin's hands subconsciously tried to stabilize his unstable body due to the sudden shift of gravity , and supported on the space-time converter.

The gauntlet touched the instrument, and the scabbard made several sounds as it swung.

Zong Jin got used to it, and saw clearly after a while, only to be thankful that he didn't press the switch of the time-space converter.

He stood up straight and looked in Honmaru's direction.

Now it's time to see what happened to Honmaru.

When Zong approached the entrance, he found that the doors from the entrance to the main hall were all open.

Yaken Toshiro is sitting on the table in the center of the hall. There are some messy books spread out on the table. He is wearing an inner suit and wearing glasses. There is a medicine box beside him. Mark it up.

Just as Zong Jin stepped into the entrance, Yao Yan raised his head and looked over.

There was no doubt on the other party's face that he hadn't seen him for a long time, no worry or anger, but a somewhat relieved tone.

"You are finally back."

Zong Jin was slightly stunned, and tilted his head slightly

.

Seeing that the large medical books and candlesticks under Yaken's hands were not in the kitchen, he felt something was wrong.

"Did something happen?"

There was no special expression on his face, but those familiar with him could tell that he was serious.

Yaoken didn't hide anything, and told about Chidori's repeated fever.

As well as the candlesticks, he couldn’t feed them. For the medicine, due to the lack of equipment, he couldn’t figure out what Chidori’s condition was, so he couldn’t use it. However, Yaoken was also trying to find a way to alleviate Chidori’s situation.

Zong Jin immediately remembered the blood he encountered in the morning.

"I know, let's go up and have a look now." Zong Jin saw the faint tiredness in Yaoyan's eyes.

Men with swords have a high tolerance for fatigue, and usually only continuous battles can make them show fatigue.

As for Yaoyan, I am afraid that in addition to the physical, it is more of an unhelpful inner suffering.

He noticed the messy information on the desktop, and couldn't help rubbing the boy's sword head: "Thanks for your hard work. If the master's condition is stable, please take a good rest."

The original calm and calm voice was a little gentle, and it seemed to be no different from usual.

Feeling the touch on the head, Yaoyan's purple eyes, which have always been calm and steady, froze for a moment.

He turned his head to look at the back of Zongjin Sankaiyue who walked away from him and walked towards the castle tower.

The brief contact and the fabric didn't actually leave any warmth on the hair, but he still touched the hair unconsciously with his hands, and he always felt that there was a little warmth on it.

It was only after the purple glazed eyes came into contact with the books on the table that they came back to their senses, wanting to continue to read the words into their eyes.

But before the mind can concentrate, it unconsciously diverges thinking.

Even the first-stage brother rarely touches his head.

Not to mention the crescent moon...

He is not a lively person, and he will not bother the other party when he wants to be quiet.

In addition, when the former general was there, the swords and swords in the main pill were quite complete. Mikazuki Zongjin, who was quite difficult to obtain, came with the new sword at the end.

In fact, that box of tea leaves was a gift for Sanriyue.

Since the other party received too many meeting gifts that day, in order not to burden the other party, they did not give them out, so I asked the former general to seal them up.

So before the accident of the former general, their intersection line up was almost impossible.

There are more.

... Three days, Yue Zong is approaching.

It seems that I have no right to feel sad that I am not trusted by the general for the time being.

If it's the crescent moon, it seems natural that he is trusted, right?

Throwing aside distracting thoughts, Yaken Toshiro continued what he was doing.

Zong Jin walked to the door of the Tianshou Pavilion and stood at the door first: "Master, can I come in?"

The sound of footsteps appeared before the sound inside.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong opened the door, a little impatient, and put the bowl and spoon in his hand into the hands of Zong Jin, who was a little dazed by his actions, and asked solemnly and seriously: "San Riyue, I will trouble you, At least let the master eat half of it."

Zong Jin lowered his head subconsciously.

The vegetable porridge in the bowl in his hand has a nice fragrance, and the minced meat is used to make the meat, it is not greasy at all, and the color is attractive.

It's just a full bowl, the temperature of the porridge bowl is no longer hot, and the temperature is slightly cooler for easy entrance.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong turned around and brought out a basin in a hurry, saying hello to Zong Jin: "I'm going to change the water."

When the candlestick left in a hurry, Zong Jin stood at the door and looked in.

Chidori was nestling on the bed, and turned over with difficulty when he heard the movement, his cheeks were flushed, the towel on his head slipped due to his movements, his breath was hot, and the frequency was a little faster due to discomfort.

He didn't cover much with the quilt, so he could see clearly even by the door.

The young man who had grown a little recently opened his foggy eyes to look at Zong Jin, his eyes were not fully focused, and he seemed a little stubborn for no reason.

The author has something to say: Stomach discomfort today (in fact, I haven’t been feeling well for the past three days, but today is the most painful...it hurts so much) less.

I'm going to go to the hospital for a check up next month.

Everyone must eat on time (very important!), three meals a day in the morning, lunch and evening, or morning and evening, woo woo.I can't eat a lot of things due to stomach problems, and the fun of life is less than half orz.

ps: Don't stay up late.

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Has your wife updated today? 10 bottles; 5 bottles of Sanshuishui and Awumei; 1 bottle of Yinyou and Qiumosu;

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