[Comprehensive] Since I took over the ancestors of the Honmaru

Hei Qingming, a strange man with black eyebrows and white face, half of his face covered with deep purple eye shadow, was warmly welcomed by the retrograde army camp because of his excessively weird aesthetic taste and his looks like a villain at first glance.

In particular, he is full of spiritual light, and he looks very delicious...

In the end, the dark-falling knives in the camp who couldn't kill him could only watch him drooling, and the sad expression that they couldn't ask for was like a carload of hungry idiots.

Hei Qingming took over the position of Sanriyue and became the new dog-headed army division of the retrograde army.The pit was so dark that the knife was full of tears, and the marching army was getting more and more crooked.

He is a vegetarian and does not do practical things.The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to stew a chicken for myself.

"Have you seen this pot of chicken?" Hei Qingming pointed to the fragrant domestic chicken in the big pot, and said earnestly, "Human flesh and blood are not as delicious as chickens and ducks. Instead of staring at me all day, why not catch some chickens?" chicken."

Beside Hei Qingming, the three-strike bone-covered pole fluttered up and down, as if echoing something.

"The diet of your dark swords does not have to be the flesh and blood of the god judge." Hei Qingming opened the folding fan and fanned it a few times, "After the dark fall, the sword will break through the 'imprisonment' in the body..."

"At that time, your demand for spiritual power has multiplied. In order to satisfy this 'hunger', you will set the hunting target for the god judge and the same kind."

Because of them, they can provide Dark Fallen Knife with more spiritual power supplies and maintain daily needs.

"It's just that the 'imprisonment' has been broken, and the body is still in its original form."

"The body of the different spirits can't carry so much spiritual power, so the lifespan of the Dark Fallen Knife is only two to three months."

Hei Qingming took a bowl of chicken soup, took a sip slowly, and couldn't help sighing in satisfaction.

He pushed the pot to the audience on the opposite side, signaling them to use it slowly: "Shizheng made a move long before the contract sword. The so-called 'lv99' level is a heavy shackle."

"They need the help of the Sword Fusangshen, but they don't want the sword to be out of control. The contradiction exists from the beginning."

The audience scooped up the chicken soup and sipped it one after another without saying a word.

"However, compared with current affairs, the 'Qin Clan' is different." Hei Qingming said slowly, "The reason why I approached the 'Qin Clan' was because I found out that there was a shelter for the Dark Fallen Knife there."

A bunch of Dark Fallen Knives froze slightly: "Dark Fallen Knife Shelter?"

Are you kidding me, contain the Dark Fallen Knife?That god judge is dead?

"Yes~~" Hei Qingming smiled strangely, tapped the enemy dagger beside him with his fingertips, and continued, "They all know."

"There are not only shelters, but also employment offices, and even... the Qin family is willing to hire retrograde soldiers." Hei Qingming covered his lips with a fan, and his deep voice was full of temptation, "Where do you think I got the domestic chickens?"

"I brought a team of short knives with me. I wanted to sneak in and assassinate some god judges, but I discovered something interesting."

"Over there, there is Anluo Honmaru. Moreover, the legendary Nazhenmo is extremely short, lives there, and is still alive."

Hei Qingming dropped a thunderbolt, causing a group of Dark Falling Knives to lose their way.

Unexpectedly, he still felt that there were not enough revelations: "The group of demons were extremely short, and not only lived for three months, but their strength has also steadily improved. Then, can I think that Qin has mastered some kind of method to prolong the life of the Dark Fallen Knife?" Mystery?"

Hearing this, many Dark Falling Knives can't sit still!

"That Zhenmo Jishou discovered us, but he didn't do anything. Instead, he conveyed his intention to cooperate."

"Where do you think this pot of chicken comes from?"

"I took a weeding task and asked the short knives to cook it, and got a lot of ingredients. If you don't believe it, you can check it out yourself."

The Dark Falling Knives looked at each other, even the retrograde army around them hesitated.

"I am an Onmyoji, and I understand where you all come from."

Hei Qingming looked at the retrograde army and said with a smile: "Behind every famous sword, there are thousands of broken enemy swords. One famous sword can generate so many spirits, let alone you who died young."

"The origin of the retrograde army is the samurai swords folded on the battlefield, right?"

"Although it has been broken, you still want to change the fate of your master. After thousands of years of accumulation, resentment and hatred have formed you."

"Famous knife, one ten-thousandth of a precious blade. After removing that 'one', the rest are you."

"No wonder there are hundreds of millions of retrograde troops, and they can't stop killing them!"

"However, it is very simple to kill them all."

Hei Qingming provocatively said: "Find your true body and use spiritual power to completely purify it, isn't it all right?"

With a sound of "Keng", the enemy sword pulled out his own body, and pointed at Hei Qingming's forehead.Obviously, Hei Qingming knew too much, which made them feel terrified.

"Oh, don't be angry."

"I have no hostility." Although Hei Qingming was begging for mercy, the words he said were not forgiving. "Even things that I can think of, Qin will figure it out sooner or later."

"I just want to tell you that instead of waiting until the future to be destroyed, it is better to fight for the future of the retrograde army."

Yingwan, a vicious ghost, sneered and said: "There are hundreds of millions of retrograde troops, why don't you choose to attack by force?"

"It's much more convenient to seize their resources and the secret technique to prolong life than to make us bow our heads!"

A lot of dark falling knives echoed the evil ghost Yingwan, and the murderous aura of the enemy knives became stronger.

"Tsk." Hei Qingming made a big move, "So confident?"

"So... have you heard of Susanoo?"

"Do we have a screening room here?" Hei Qingming took out a USB flash drive from the hidden pocket of his sleeve, "You might as well watch the gods fighting first, and then consider whether to use force."

After that, the retrograde army and the dark fallen knives opened the door to the new world ==

……

Qin Xunzhen's Honmaru welcomed the first batch of "spirit-vomiting" dark-falling knives in the morning, and the second batch of "suspecting blade-born" retrograde troops in the afternoon.

The number is not large, only fifty or so vibrations in total.But this is already a "summation" signal.

It is reported that Kuro Seimei played the long video of "Indra VS Uchiha Madara" on a loop in the retrograde army camp, and brainwashed the retrograde army for three hours.

In the end, with the attitude of "trying", the retrograde army cautiously stretched out a foot.

Immediately, their first diplomacy was a huge success!

When Die Taidao returned to the camp with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, he was still dazed!

"Can you understand me?"

It remembered that the woman was sitting in the upper position and looked at it: "I will not change the professional attribute of the retrograde army. Since I live for 'changing history', I just do this job."

"This is the project of 'Dream Corridor', here, take it."

"Remember to spread, I only give you one month." The woman said, "Cooperation is a win-win situation; if you fight against each other, you will not be happy to see the final result."

……

"Crack, click..." Di Taidao's throat made a sound, as if he was saying something.

The enemy knives in the camp responded with high and low roars, and they did not know what opinions they were exchanging.

On the other hand, Dark Falling Knife turned his back very quickly.

After discovering that there really was a "shelter", I didn't want to go back to the marching site at all.There is no other reason, the shelter has bathrooms, flush toilets and soft Simmons!

Moving!

After a period of time, the scale of comprehensive integration gradually expanded, and Qin Xunzhen finally realized her original intention and started a real "retirement" life.

Woke up naturally from sleep, counting money hand cramps.Open your mouth and wait for a spoon, close your eyes and someone covers you with a quilt.Watching apprentice jokes when bored, watching short knives to show off cuteness in spare time, living with salted fish and swimming freely, doing laundry and cooking with a sharp edge.

Ah, perfect!

Qin Xunzhen was paralyzed on the sofa, eating popcorn.Five meters away from her, a variety show was playing on the high-definition LCD TV - I am the best male blade!

The program is contracted by five E-level Honmaru judges, and it is aimed at the majority of sword men. The main purpose is to entertain and show the style of swords.

It airs once a week, and the content is quite interesting.

Host: "The theme of this show is 'Fantasy Hasebe'!"

"We invited 25 Hasebe of S-rank Honmaru to participate in the competition to see who is the most versatile housekeeper!"

On TV, a bunch of Hasebe’s competitions are "catch that troublesome crane", "catch up with that very short shock", "who can do the laundry in 5 minutes", "just look at your hands, guess who is you Arukin"...

Qin Xunzhen smiled sweetly and ate several barrels of popcorn without paying attention.

Oh, a little thirsty.

Qin Xunzhen's brows just furrowed when Shinano beside him tactfully handed over the orange juice.

She took a sip contentedly, and smacked her mouth twice——Emma, ​​it's a little too sweet.

The chaos on the side was very witty, and hurriedly handed over a plate of peeled small walnuts, plus a plate of peanuts.

Qin Xunzhen ate with great relish, and asked by the way: "Are there any trendy programs recently?"

"There is a new play on the 18th channel, directed by a C-level Honmaru god judge, called 'Circle of Destiny'."

"It's a literary drama, and the response is very good. It mainly tells the story of a young man who lost almost everything, but became a god judge by accident and was saved by a sword."

Luan Xiao said: "According to the actual facts, that young man was the first batch of candidates to be taken to Honmaru."

"Does Ji Jun still remember? His surname is 'Inoue', a boy with burns covering 60% of his body."

Qin Xunzhen was startled.

Oh, sorry, she has no memory at all ==

However, since Luan brought it up, she politely asked, "How is he?"

"After learning to use spiritual power, his body slowly recovered." Luan said, "Now I help brother Yaoyan handle the affairs of the 21st century."

"He returned to Dongda to study again, still studying the law, and has been speaking out for the victims."

Qin Xunzhen nodded slightly: "Luan, those guys brought back from outside the territory, are they obedient?"

The smiling face suddenly became expressionless: "Oh, it's not good."

"Ji Jun, those guys, here—" Pointing at his head, "It's really abnormal!"

Qin Xunzhen: ...

"The god judge named 'Ace' took over Honmaru, but he demolished the building and transformed it into a big ship. He also built the castle tower on the ship and drifted on the sea, determined to become the One Piece King."

Luan complained in a low voice: "The swords are so seasick, it's torture!"

Qin Xunzhen: ...

Shinano also muttered: "Ji-jun, you don't know, that boy named 'Zhu Xun' is now chasing Madara-sama every day, and keeps asking him what machine he is driving, what is the synchronization rate, can he send Susan to you?" I can borrow him to play for two days."

Qin Xunzhen: ...

Luan continued: "There is also that guy named 'Arima', after being rescued, he slammed his head against the wall when he heard that he was going to become a god judge and lead the sword to save the world!"

"Ji-jun, do you know?"

"That wall was smashed by him, but he was fine!"

Qin Xunzhen: ...

"In the next week, he committed suicide in a fancy way...it was Master Hashirama who saved him!"

Qin Xun was really curious: "How did Zhujian do it?"

Luan: "It is said that every time Arima commits suicide, Lord Hashirama goes to play a suona in front of him. After half a month, Arima doesn't want to die at all."

"Because Master Zhujian told him that the suona is a musical instrument that is specially used as a gift for people. Since you want to die, then I will play it for you in advance."

Qin Xunzhen: ...

Suona, treat all kinds of dissatisfaction ==

Shinano: "There is also that pile of ashes...I remember it was called 'Ur'. After he was resurrected, he was a 30 cm tall little devil!"

"He has black wings, a small tail, and dark green eyes. He is so cute. We all thought he would make a living by being cute."

"As a result, he stretched out a finger and used a 'false flash' to flatten a mountain."

Qin Xunzhen said with difficulty: "...so dangerous, how did you arrange him?"

Shinano scratched his head: "He is a little afraid of killing... the natural teeth of the lord, and they were temporarily taken away by the lord 'Ouhuang' to raise them."

"It's just that the adult didn't agree with my brother raising dangerous creatures. After that, 'Ur' was taken over by Conan."

Qin Xunzhen: ...

It should be said that it is worthy of being the son of luck, the cute pets that are connected to the hands are all first-class things ==

……

And in fact—

Qi Ya: "Inuyasha, temporarily transfer Ur to Conan. The world he lives in is too dangerous. I need someone to help me take care of him."

Inuyasha: "Understood, my brother's natural teeth want to chop Ul all day long, it's really annoying, I'll send him there to avoid the limelight!"

another side.

The 30-centimeter little devil Ulquiorra saw Conan, and spit out a term that was rare in 800 years: "Death."

Conan: ? ? ?