[Comprehensive] Su Nippon Maru

No!God judges are scary! QAQ!

Like a frog being stared at by a snake, Imken was so frightened that he froze.

The brain was blank for a while, and the white-haired dagger waved its short hands and feet and stepped back a few steps, put its hands together in front of its forehead and bowed desperately to apologize, "Yes, I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

Although the god judge was smiling, the background behind him was a black hole full of malice!Almost suffocating just by looking at it, Imaken finally realized how much he had died.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Fujishu asked lightly.

"That...as the captain, I'm really sorry for not taking good care of my companions."

"What else?" Fujiki was noncommittal.

"I..." Xiao Tiangou also understood that his answer was not what the god judge wanted to hear.

Staring at the surface of the water, Jin Jian slowly restrained his smile, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought the knife back without authorization, please punish the master."

"...You, do you think so?" Teng Shu carefully looked at the dagger that was lingering with a low breath.

Each of the dyed chitos in Honmaru has its own problems.

Although Jinjian has always been smiling and heartless, he is not indifferent to seeing so many companions being tortured to pieces.Although Ishikimaru carefully protects him, but where his brothers can't see, tyranny and hatred will always flash in Imai's red pupils.

Although Fujiki didn't say anything directly, compared to Wuhu Tui, who directly assassinated the god judge, and Xiao Ye Zuofuji, who was bent on revenge, this lively and cute little Tengu had the most serious psychological problems.

Although it seems to have improved a lot recently, Xiao Diandao still hasn't let go of the darkness in his heart. Maybe when Yan Rong comes, Xiao Tengu will completely open up his heart and show a genuine smile without haze?

While trying to change history, the time-traveling army will collect a large number of swords scattered in various battlefields, force them to fall, and transform them into a new time-traveling army.This is one of the reasons why the government of the time and the historical revisionists have such a disparity in military strength, and it is also the reason why Jinjian rushed forward regardless of seeing Yan Rong.

Fujiki can understand Jin Jian's attachment to Yan Rong, but--this is not the point of his anger now, is it?

The flame of anger in Fujishu's heart seemed to grow higher again, so he couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart, and stretched out his hand to push the little tengu into the water.

Jinjian: Ton, ton, ton, ton, ton!

Xiaoye & Hirano & Five Tigers Retreat: Trembling!

"What did I say before? Don't mess around, don't mess around, and return to Honmaru for minor injuries. How did you do it? Huh?"

Fujiki picked up the bubbling little tengu and shook it, "It's a good thing you still remembered to bring the omori, should I thank you?"

Jin Jian's whole body was soaked, his hair was sticking to his face, water droplets kept sliding down his cheeks, he looked very pitiful.

Hearing the scolding by the judge, Jinjian's eyes widened a little bit, and his expression changed from despair to disbelief.Drops of water flowed into the eyes, and the little tengu blinked vigorously, feeling a little happy for some reason.

That's great, Jinjian thought.The judge is worried about him.

"I'm sorry, master, I promise there will be no next time." Little Tengu apologized earnestly.

"I only restored you to the level of slander, and I have to soak the wound in the repair pool by myself." Fujishu sighed, put down the sword, and tapped the forehead of the dagger vigorously.

"After soaking, you will be fined for not being allowed to play for a month. Within a week, all the internal affairs of Honmaru will be handed over to you and the knife you brought back. You will not accept rebuttals or pleadings. If you dare to be lazy, you will be punished, you know?"

Jin Jian nodded again and again after being pressed by Fuji Shu, Fuji Shu's sharp eyes swept over the other swords, "What about you? Do you understand?"

The swords and swords present all nodded, Xiaoye Zuowen suddenly walked in front of the vine tree, raised his head and looked up at the vine tree. "Master... doesn't forbid us to fish knives?"

"Well, Honmaru will probably come with some dark knives in the future. I don't recommend that you get knives, but if you have to do it, you must pay attention to safety."

Fujiki could completely guess what Xiaoye Zuowen was thinking, so he couldn't help but look serious, squatted down and looked into the eyes of the little dagger, and warned: "If anyone gets seriously injured by fishing for a knife again, I'll take him and him. Throw the knives into the knives pool, and I will never have these two strikes in my knife account again, I will do what I say."

After beating all the swords present, Teng Shu stepped out of the repair pool without looking back, ready to change into dry clothes.

Ishikimaru waited at the door with the bone-cutting Toshiro holding a naginata taller than him, and came up to him when he saw the Fuji tree.

Fujiki reached out to take the naginata, and ran his fingers across the naginata.

The tall Heian-kyo monk appeared among the cherry blossoms. This time, the cheerful Naginata didn't laugh out loud, but simply said his name, and stared closely at the half-closed door of the repair pond with his eyebrows raised.

Although it cannot be transformed into a human form, Yan Rong is not insensible.

He could clearly feel Jin Jian rushing into the encirclement of Dark Falling Knife, and he could also feel the severe pain that scorched his heart when Jin Jian's blood dripped on him.

After Musashibo Benkei met Minamoto Yoshitsune, he spent his whole life guarding him. Their master has disappeared in history. He must, and also guard Imaken with his life.

"Welcome to Honmaru, Imamu is inside, go and accompany him."

Although he was angry at Jinjian's reckless behavior, Fujiki didn't want to vent his anger on Xindao. He understood the special bond between Yan Rong and Jinjian. Fujiki very simply let the tall monk do what he wanted to do. .

"My lord, will you stay here for a while when you come back this time?" After Yan Rong left, the Gukui Toshiro raised his head and asked.

"Stay for a few days." Fujiki patted the young boy on the shoulder.

"It's my turn to be the captain tomorrow, my lord, can we continue to fight?"

The boy's eyes were as clear as glass beads, and Fujiki looked at him for a few seconds, but he was still defeated.

"Be careful," Teng Shu said dryly, feeling very indignant.

None of his fusangshen are worry-free! (▼ヘ▼#) Huh!

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