Hedgehog men are men too

Zong Jin stopped under one of the cherry trees, touched the rough texture, his eyes turned from bewildered to sober.

Yuki Sato followed him quietly, letting Taidao explore the unknown.

"Here..." He lingered under the tree, "It seems that everything is taken for granted, and I am also a part of it." Every minute and every second, flowers are broken and buds are blooming. Life and death are just a process.

Zong Jin is in the dreamy pink sea, and his dark blue figure is more obvious.

But why, must they?Flowers bloom again and again, repeatedly broken.

The ground is made of smooth stone bricks, without a trace of dust. Tree roots sprang out from the ground. The vast cherry forest is like a mirage, and the boundary between virtual and real is blurred and difficult to distinguish.

Yuki Sato sensed the flow of spiritual power here, from tree roots, torso, petals to fallen flowers, using thousands of years of experience and knowledge to analyze, coupled with Kuroro's research results, in an instant, Sato Yuki understood the Government of Time.

Everything in the world is at the mercy of fate.

"May he remain ignorant forever. 』

The beautiful shadow of Sankayue fell into his eyes, and Sato was lucky enough to realize that he made a ridiculous wish.

Frost stained the face of the big monster, not revealing, not revealing, this kind of self-righteous tenderness.Since when did she rather indulge in it?

She wanted to take Zong Jin out of here, but just as she reached out her hand, the bell of the Government of Time rang.

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The red light flickered, and there were hurried black shadows in the corridor. The personnel who were on duty stayed at their posts, and other departments were urgently mobilized.

On the Trial Forum, there was a live broadcast with a subtle perspective. The person in charge of the mirror did not speak, but faithfully recorded the appearance of the current government in a hurry.

At the beginning of the live broadcast, there were not many people watching, and the judges who were free watched through the screen, guessing what happened and who was the host of the live broadcast?After all, the flustered expressions of the staff do not seem to be fake, and the government of the time has not yet lifted the closure of the Wanwu business district, which can be described as an eventful winter.

The judges were chatting with melon seeds on the Internet, because the camera has not been blocked, they thought it was a new round of current affairs propaganda.

It wasn't until the key words "explosion" and "S-level alert" and the heads of various districts showed their faces collectively that the onlookers on the Internet realized that something was wrong.

"Who is the host of the live broadcast? This kind of video cannot be leaked, right?"

"Don't you think the intentions are sinister? The shooter didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and the characters didn't look at the camera. It's obviously a candid shot."

"Could it be a prank?"

"Probably not, I saw my boss."

"1"

"1"

"1"

……

When everyone was getting impatient, the live broadcaster finally spoke.

"On that day, unfortunately, I brought almost all the knives to Wanwu..." The gruff female voice explained the inexplicable beginning.

The message immediately exploded. When the female judge said that her spiritual power contract had disappeared, everyone understood what was going on.

Strange disease, the blood of the god judge, and the contract of disappearance.

Although pitiful, the extreme behavior of the client was unacceptable to other judges.

"Don't be too hard on it, you'll be jailed in the future!" Now you can get a lighter sentence in retrospect.

"Scum, why don't you think about the innocent staff, they also have families and children."

"It's the trash who will ask others to take responsibility for your misfortune."

"The scum only thinks of himself."

At the beginning, there was conscientious dissuasion, but in the end it was completely verbal abuse.

"What do you mean I only think of myself! What do you all think of swords!"

The camera panned up and down, and the girl's face flashed by, her eyes red and swollen, and people recognized her.

"It's a clock, the first fifty interrogators!"

"Isn't she the daughter of the top management! The backstage is super hard."

"No way……"

The top [-] god-inspectors will be studied by everyone, not to mention clock and watch has a strong family background and is a young genius.

"I recorded this video just to let you see with your own eyes how they treat swords. Heh... the government of 'justice'."

The clock stopped talking, the explosion shook the beams and walls, and the smoke and dust blurred the vision.

The investigators found that the phone of the Government of Time couldn't get through, and only the forum was left to operate on the Internet, and the time-space converter was heavily restricted.

Akashi Seijuro sat in front of the computer and received a message from his subordinates.At the beginning, the Akashi Foundation participated in the construction plan of the government of time. Whether it was the network or the building facilities, no one knew where the loopholes were better than them.

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Yuki Sato led Zongjin to find Kuroro, who was still on the top floor, and the black-haired man was leaning against the bookshelf in a bit of disappointment.

"Don't let him hear us." Kuroro demanded, hoping that Sankayue could temporarily leave the discussion.

Sato Yuki pinned Zongjin's body sword back to his waist, and put a few seals on him.

"I found the cherry blossom forest you mentioned..."

"I found their origin..."

The voices collided again, Sato Yuki and Kuroro spoke at the same time, they both looked at each other and smiled, knowing that the other had found the key.

"You're so gentle." Sato Yuki pointed at him to make Zong Jin avoid him.

Kuroro didn't admit it, the brief silence was a bit complicated, his emotions were not obvious, but it didn't mean he didn't have feelings.

It's just that with more experience, he's used to how to deal with it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Big Tengu continued, "This is the rule. I don't know if there is a similar rule in your world, but the consequences of violating it are very serious."

For example, Abe Seimei will have a lot of suffering in modern times, and the second half of Yuyihu's painful life may not be known to the person concerned, but the law of cause and effect will not be let go easily, and everything that happens must be closely related to himself.

What people lament and lament is precisely the reward for their own actions.

It's like shackles locking this end and the other end.

Kuroro sneered: "The sword pays the gods... Defeating the time-traveling army and guarding history. It's really cute and ridiculous."

"It's cute, isn't it?" Big Tengu fanned the sacrificial fan in his hand, and the weak wind rolled up Kuroro's hair, "So you must not leave without saying goodbye, they have all reached the last step." Dark Fall.

"What about you?" The abyss-like black eyes met the ice pupils.

"I?"

"After I'm gone, you..., will you destroy them?" Kuroro didn't want to ask this question, but the cruel and benevolent big monster would not answer him directly.

"I respect their wishes, or...you can take them all, if you want."

Sato Yuki lightly brought another possible massacre. The cloud was calm, but no one knew that her indifference at this time was due to "similarity".

If it weren't for the difference in age and obsession, maybe they would become part of the big monster, or maybe she would become a different monster.

Part of the big tengu comes from Japan's most vicious vengeful spirit, Emperor Sutoku, so he must protect Kyoto and pursue strength.

Is it a new mission to guard history with swords and swords... or is it another bumpy road called compensation that cannot escape fate?

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"Give me back the swords! Otherwise, more explosive symbols will be activated, and the whole building will be turned into dust." The clock amplified the sound with spiritual power, and the government of time and the onlookers on the Internet heard clearly.

Attackers wearing masks and heavy protective clothing surrounded the clock, but no one could approach her.

A powerful ward forms around the girl, and the clock runs spells at the cost of life force.

"Don't think that you can kill me in vain." The girl smiled distortedly, "As long as my vitality is exhausted, not only this building, but even ten thousand houses will be blown out of several holes."

This passage moved the high-level executives who originally planned to sacrifice the clock. The restricted area of ​​the Government Building of Time is protected by a super-strong barrier. This loss is not unacceptable, but Wan Wu...

They haven't caught the samurai who caused the disease. In this era, the "soil" should have been completely transformed. Why would there be a fish that slipped through the net?How did they get into Wanwu?

No one knows what will happen if the flowers are polluted by the soil. Hundreds of years of research have shown that if the balance is not maintained, the timeline of this world will be overturned. Apart from burying the sword, the government can't find a better way for the time being.

The Government of Time is definitely not a charity, but they maintain world peace and have a relatively detached status and power, which is why the Akashi Foundation wants to eat it.

The detached Shizheng is composed of several small families, which have begun to decay within a hundred years, while the clan Akashi has maintained its prosperity for several centuries.

"God Judge Clock, first tell us the location of the Ten Thousand Houses Explosion Talisman, and we will consider your request."

The decision-making results came out from the microphone, and the judges on the Internet had many speculations. The Shizhi government softened its stance. It seems that Wanwu really has a major change, so serious that the government is willing to negotiate.

Judging from the official semantics, they may abandon the building.

"My God! What kind of conspiracy is there?"

"Scared, hug Qingguang tightly."

"Scared to lie on five tiger legs."

"Upstairs, Phase [-] is behind you."

The wind direction of the forum was in chaos, and those who really sensed that something was wrong fell silent.

There was a new development in the matter, and Clockwork put on a straight face, "I don't accept it, return all the swords to me, or explode here and Wanwu, there is no third option."

The two parties could not communicate and things entered a stalemate.

"Alice, stop making trouble." A cold male voice interjected, and the audience was silent.

Clock's bloodshot eyes became even more blood red, and the middle-aged man who spoke walked towards her.

"Stop making trouble, shall we go home?" The man squatted down and opened his arms, as if to give the clock a hug.

The girl had muscle spasms, her teeth chattered, and tears flowed down her face. Her face was grim, and she had lost her original cuteness.

"Despicable... Despicable, unforgivable..." She read intermittently, and began to roar unwillingly: "I never expected you to give me back all of them, some of them have died forever, just like you are used to!

Knives that are difficult to handle, useless, and beautiful, those that can satisfy human desires are sent to the black market, you don’t care what they think!You just want to take advantage!Just like father, you don't care about me! "

The clock was out of breath, and the girl tried her best to convince the onlookers. The middle-aged man didn't object, but just looked at her daughter, as if he was looking at a mental patient.

The judges turned the tide, and they began to doubt.

"If that's the case, then okay..." Zhong Biao showed an expression of no hesitation, and the explosive symbols lined up beside her.

The judges on the Internet forgot to breathe nervously.

"Gah."

The live broadcast screen was cut off, and the forum continued to operate. The judges didn't know what to do next, and they were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

The process of exposing the shady was interrupted.

A huge hole was blown out of the floor where the high-level executives of "Boom Rumble" gathered. The large monitor in the conference hall was activated, and Seijuro Akashi appeared on the screen, and all the decision makers at the round table looked at him.

The higher-ups recognized Master Akashi.

The sense of tension rises to the highest level at this time, as if seeing a bottomless cliff, and I don't know how deep it is.

They are firmly caught in the long-woven spider web.

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Ching Ming Festival is on holiday, please update first.Akashi is so handsome~