Idol coser Mr. Sokin

This is the day before the event.

What the live broadcast platform needs is not 100% restoration, and the activity element can be said to be a gimmick.

In fact, as long as there are features, it will not be reported.

So Honosuke, who was standing near Zongjin's computer and saw the content of the lottery, turned his head and suggested, "It's Yamaba Kiritou, so... how about just putting on a blanket?"

After all, there are always movements when moving the building of the Honmaru at night, and there are two more swords in the Honmaru, so the movement of getting clothes is more easily exposed.Foxnosuke felt that it would be very bitter to be caught between Chidori and Zongjin, if he added other swords to conceal...

Just think about it and it's a cold war.

Zong Jin withdrew his hand for drawing lots, looked at the words on it, and secretly relaxed his heart.

It will be difficult to draw the sword in the main pill.

Is Yamabashi cut?

According to what Foxosuke said, it is indeed a method, but Zong Jin shook his head.

"I see," Foxnosuke felt as expected, and stretched his head over to rub Zongjin's palm, "It's still that time at night, right? I'll come~"

Zong Jinsanriyue is very serious about everything he does, even if his ability is limited, he never perfunctory.

Just like the cooking before, but also the original live broadcast.

Foxnosuke had thought about what caused the difference in the Sanriyue Temple before, and attributed it to the relationship between the owner of the Vibrating Sanriyue Temple, and he has not changed his mind even now.

The tip of its nose twitched, and it sat up straight from a relatively relaxed position, its tail wagging.

The smell of fried tofu! !

It jumped off the table twice, and ran towards the door while shouting.

"San Ri Yue Dian! It's almost lunch time, hurry up!"

Zong Jin watched its back as it ran away, and finally remembered to close the door, but he couldn't hold back his lips.

The main body of Mikazuki Zongjin stayed quietly on the knife holder in the room.

When not wearing the uniform, the sword is rarely carried on the body, because it is not in a state of fighting at any time.

The aroma of the food floated over, and there was still a long way to go before the actual meal time.

Zong Jin took out the tool for maintaining the Taidao, and began to maintain the knife once a day.

Honmaru has a new sword and a new vitality.

Chatan Naekiri likes housework, because it is said that she used to be a kitchen knife.

He is quite good at cooking, and Hata Toban also looks good.

Jiang Xuezuo hates war and likes peace. He may not be as good at housework as other three-strike swords, but he likes Hatadangban quite a lot.

Probably because of these two points, after Chidori opened the field, he chose to awaken these two swords.

Although in this pill, except for Zongjin Sankaiyue, all of them are swords that seem to be virtuous and housework.

But on the battlefield, none of them is weak. Chatan Naikiri is restraining himself from the too powerful power of the legend. Jiang Xuezuowen is very good in battle. A knife with sufficient experience, let alone medicine research.

Even without Zong Jin Sanriyue, the four of them would have won a complete victory.

After going out for battle yesterday, Chatan Naikiri happily came back to look for Chidori. Their entire team didn't even get scratched, and they brought back a lot of resources.

"There seems to be a shortage of resources in this maru, right?" Kitan Naikiri is shorter than Chidori who is taller now, with pink hair tied up in front of his temples, and the long ponytail behind him swaying and then stopped, showing his treasured gesture Show it to Chidori, "After the battle is completed, there is still a while before dinner, so I have two more battles, look~"

Well, that's about five days' worth of fighting with Candlestick twice.

As for whether they really only fought three times this time, the answer can be basically obtained by following Zong Jin, who greeted him back from the battle, looking at Yaoyan's brow-supporting expression, and Candlestick's helpless smile.

……Thanks for your hard work.

When Zong Jin took good care of the knife and put it on the disassembled handle, the knife, and finally closed the scabbard, the sound of footsteps running close and far away and a notification sounded in dialect came from outside his room door.

"Sankaiyue, it's time to eat~"

He looked sideways, and placed the Taidao firmly on the knife holder.

Even if no one answered, he answered.

8888 Live Room.

The audience is looking forward to this day, looking forward to the stars and the moon,

I have never felt that the six-day time limit is so long before, plus!Even if Zong didn't live broadcast for nearly three days, there were people squatting in the live broadcast room day and night, and they naturally got the news that the other party had drawn Yamabukiri Kunihiro in the first time.

Who is Kunihiro Yamababakiri, and was caught!Who was the quilt? It was the man with the sword who hid himself under the sheet!

What is the point, the point is the sheets!

But not everyone thought of this episode, more just because they haven't seen Sanriyue for too long, they waited wailing in the live broadcast room.

Even if Zong was free for nearly three days and posted four or five videos a day, for them, it was just looking at plums to quench their thirst and painting cakes to satisfy their hunger.

It was still four in the morning.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has increased from fragmentary to more. Compared with the first time's prosperity, this meeting is still considered good.

[Wait to kill me, is this event in the official river?Is it in the river? ]

[Staying in his live broadcast room I think it's a welfare activity, but I really can't do it once in half a month——]

[Good sister, who said no:)]

[You all come so early?Didn't the notice say it started at 6 o'clock? ]

[saw it]

[I'm here every day]

[I haven't seen him for a long time, I can't hold back my loneliness, so I decided to come in and see if I'm not the only one who is fascinated by him]

[But you think, what if, what if the broadcast starts earlier? ]

Probably this sister's mouth has been opened.

It was not yet six o'clock, and when the clock was just approaching five o'clock, the pitch-black scene changed.

It's still dark, but it's no longer black.

The dark blue picture represents the dark night without light. When the camera is slightly raised, the audience can see the sparse stars in the sky by turning up the brightness.

!!!

Those who noticed it immediately jumped up from the original lazy position on the bed.

Eyes wide open, breathing lightened.

"—"

The subtle sound of the sword being unsheathed was received by the sound card and transmitted to the live broadcast room, which was particularly obvious.

The white noise caused by the wind at night is also fully included.

The knife sliced ​​through the air, and the blade reflected the moonlight, briefly illuminating the surrounding scenery. They saw the white fluttering cloth, half of the neck, a small piece of cheek, and the dark blue hair that drew arcs in the air.

Yuebai showed the trajectory of the sword, and the movement was not fast just by looking at it with the eyes, but it could bring out the light of the sword every time.

It should prove that it is not only good-looking, it also has considerable lethality.

dawn.

The sun has not really risen, but the light that can illuminate the earth is one step ahead.

Starting from the unglamorous blue, it dimly illuminates the people on the ground.

As a single-edged weapon, the sword mostly attacks by chopping, swinging, and stabbing.

Use does not mean that it is completely unusable.

The action of holding a knife and waving in the picture is not too different from the real battle.

There are not too many fancy things, all the strikes, chops, swings, slashes and stabs are straightforward and neat.

If there is an enemy in front of you, it will be a feast of battle.

It's just that when he waved the vibrating knife in front of the camera, he took on the beauty that he deliberately showed when facing the camera without a trace.

Movement and stillness are perfectly controlled, not blindly exerting force, nor will it be too light and lose strength.

His strength is so precise that every move and every move can induce all the movements on his body, and he knows exactly what kind of arc the hair should follow the inertia.

When he landed the last move, the Taidao was put into the scabbard, and the white cloth covering his body never slipped off his head because of the movement. He lowered his head slightly, which should not be easy to peep, but the lens that included him in the frame was located in a The angle of looking up.

Then the half-closed eyes came into the picture, and it happened that half of the rising sun brought brighter sunlight. It was clearly the angle of the backlight, but he could also see his appearance clearly.

And the fundus of the eyes, infected by the warm ambient light, looks particularly gentle.

Misty and unreal is equivalent to a heartbeat catcher.

"—"

With a light sound, the screen was cut off.

During the period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], from the beginning to the end of the opponent's sword dance, the barrage also followed the silence, until the screen was disconnected, and the previous excitement did not resume.

Number of people online 23214.

6 o'clock is approaching, except for those who are stuck, they are almost on their way to the live broadcast room.

Someone came in and was planning to watch what the outstanding sisters in the live broadcast room were talking about, but as soon as they came in, they saw a group of people silently facing the black screen, and the earliest items on the barrage list on the side were all three or ten minutes ago.

If you want to say that there is no one, there are people.

But if you want to say why it is suddenly so quiet, there is no clue on the barrage.

The number of people online is jumping upwards. Whether they are familiar with the entry of the live broadcast room or not, they are all taken aback by the weird silence. After looking at the webpage, they can't find the reason. Finally, they can't hold back, and one after another is slowly passing by .

[? ]

[...I didn't open the barrage? ]

[I got stuck? ]

[bug? ]

Seeing the same barrage slowly drifting past, I realized that the live broadcast room was fine.

[No, what's the matter, talk

? ]

[Did the [-] people hang up all night and fall asleep? ]

Another minute or two passed.

[Maybe. ]

Those who came in after that waited for the anchor to start the live broadcast, and they started a simple exchange and discussion, but at this time, people who just stared at the computer for four or 10 minutes and didn’t even want to type, and were still in a daze after the end. I got my soul back.

Their scattered barrages were interspersed with the normal barrages, but because of the large number of them, they appeared numerous, making the barrages denser.

[I'm so looking forward to it, I haven't seen him in the live broadcast for a long time! ]

[I almost lost it]*

[Is it six o'clock sharp?It's almost time, there are still 7 minutes, okay! ]

[...Gah, I just realized it, it's too suffocating, I didn't record the screen! ! ]*

[Um?what is the left talking about]

[My heart was beating so fast just now that I almost thought I was about to shake someone to save my life]*

[WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowI am now extremely invincible and empty, I beg the gods who record the screen, let me watch it again! ! ]

The audience who had just arrived for a short time finally realized something.

[? ? ? ?What did I miss! ! ?The agreed 6-on-demand broadcast? Why do you seem to have just broadcast it?]

[Don't ask, if you ask, you will die without regret]

[I can, my God, why is he so amazing]

[I really didn't expect this to appear]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhh—]

The people who finally came to their senses filled the screen with snow-white text like crazy, but it was almost 6 o'clock.

So the black screen behind the white words moved.

Zong Jin, who was smeared by bullet screens as soon as the live broadcast started, said, "Hahaha, this really scared me."

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I——

Audience: You are still a good grandpa without talking.

Zong Jin: Don't ask, asking is the self-cultivation of public artists.

(Actually, Foxnosuke made a mistake)

The national warrior is unparalleled, go all the way to QAQ.

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qingxiao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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