[Comprehensive] The cat demon judge of grandpa's house

"You?" Keiko Miyamoto was a little surprised, and then she noticed the pool of blood on Yiqi Yizhen's chest, she knew it, and turned to look at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and saw that he was at a loss, as if he didn't understand what happened Something, and seemed to realize something.

Miyamoto Keiko walked over, took Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, and said lightly: "Turn around and go, don't look."

"I'm fine." Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his head and patted Miyamoto Keiko's head, provoking a smile, but his eyes were full of sadness. They all knew that they probably wouldn't be able to survive the first phase.

Keiko Miyamoto leaned over, grabbed Yiqi Yizheng's hand, and wanted to inject her spiritual power into it, but she couldn't sense the breath in his body, and couldn't inject spiritual power. She tried it again with demon power, but it didn't work. Succeeded, he looked up sadly, and saw a smile on Yiqi Yizhen's face.

In the first phase, Yizhen gently raised his hand, and held Ming □ □ Xing's hand, "Thank you, I can't hold it anymore," saw Miyamoto Keiko shaking his head, laughed, and looked at Ming □□ who was crying beside him. Okay, "Can I ask you to take care of him? He is the last sword born in our Honmaru, but he was dragged down by us and became the dark sword."

Keiko Miyamoto glanced at Ming □□Xing who was shaking his head vigorously and rejecting Yiqi Yizheng, sighed, and said lightly: "I will seal his memory and let him live in my Honmaru." It dissipated little by little, but still wanted to say something, and said first, "You don't need to say thank you, it's just a matter of little effort."

Yiqi closed his eyes contentedly, grabbed Ming □ □ Xing's hand and slipped down, his whole body turned into light spots and dissipated, a broken sword fell to the ground and broke in half.

"One phase, one shock..." Ming □□Xing held up the broken sword in a daze, tears slid down his cheeks, hit the ground, splashed, and dispersed.

"Master..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga took a step forward and said lightly.

Keiko Miyamoto waved his sleeves, Ming Xingxing passed out, took out the sword in his arms, turned his head to glance at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Tsurumaru Kuninaga turned around knowingly, dug a hole, and Miyamoto Ben Huizi put the broken sword into the cave, buried it, cut off a piece of wood, engraved Yiqi Yizhen's name on it, and stood it on top.

After the two stayed for a while, Miyamoto Keiko turned around and walked in front of the fainted Ming □ □ Xing, changed back to the original appearance of a little girl, flattened her mouth, grabbed Ming □ □ Xing's collar, and held the crane with the other hand Marukunaga's hand dragged Ming Xingyu to the place where he landed just now, "Tsurumaru, let me tell you, the death of the sword is not forever, maybe one day he will be born again in a certain Honmaru gone."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed out loud, pinching the tenderness of the judge, "Is the Lord worried about me? Worried that I will be affected by Yiqi Yijin's death?"

"Who, who is worried about you! I'm just explaining a truth, whether you want to hear it or not!" Keiko Miyamoto glared, shook off Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, and walked quickly.

"Eh? My lord, don't leave me alone!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga caught up with Miyamoto Keiko, who was walking straight ahead without turning back, and the two walked towards the waterfall together, oh, and dragged a comatose dark falling light OK.

The golden light dissipated, and Miyamoto Keiko saw a group of swordsmen who were waiting solemnly. They had serious expressions, and they questioned them repeatedly, including where they went, what they did, and why Bringing back a dark fallen sword, whether he was injured or not, Keiko Miyamoto wept and pushed Tsurumaru Kuninaga out as a scapegoat. Run away tomorrow.