Draw the sword for the judge

Chapter 272

"Like ingredients full of aura, jewelry art made of beautiful materials..." Because of the background of Zhenzong Sanzuo characters in this world, Qinglin was not frightened by the flexible mind of Zhenzong Sanzuo characters—— Of course, if he doesn’t, it doesn’t mean other people, well, other knives don’t have it, such as the Nazhenjiang Xuezuo character of Qinglin Honmaru.

Jiang Xue left text: Who am I?Where am I?what am i doingWhy does my younger brother, who is equally bereaved, have a terrible mind?

"Wait, it's not a sword?"

"Is there... any nail polish?"

As a result, when Jiang Xue Zuowen doubted her life, two voices sounded together.

Qinglin followed the prestige and found that the one who talked about swords was Hakata Toshiro, while the one who talked about nail polish was Zhenda and Shou'an.

"I won't stop you if you want to sell yourself," Qinglin chuckled, but his expression seemed to say: He won't stop others from committing suicide, but don't say you know him when you go out!

"I...we don't sell our bodies!" Hakata Toshiro, who was choked and frightened, and the other Token Fusangshin said in unison.How hard are they to think about it before they want to sell themselves?

"Wait a minute, we can decide this kind of thing?" After a few seconds, the Token Fusangshen who finally realized what they were talking about spoke in unison again.

"Of course." His chin was raised slightly, and his demeanor changed instantly. "You think I'm idle?" Qing Lin's voice was still gentle, but when he said this, everyone present felt his strength deeply. , and the strength that they don't care about even if they betray collectively.

It's not natural or pretending to be gentle, but the kind of gentleness they desire because they are strong!

It is a terrifying existence, a human being who is born to yearn for a strong sword and cannot refuse.The swords thought to themselves.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, what do you think of Sleeping Fan?" At this time, he finally came to his senses, or Dao, who wanted to formally recognize the master, asked cautiously—many of them were trafficked here by the god judges. With the promise that they would not be changed hands again, they couldn't help asking about other things.

Qing Lin always felt that this was the rhythm of Honmaru's sword and sword, and said angrily: "Is this kind of thing about me sleeping with you or you sleeping with me?"

His worth at the auction back then was calculated based on battleships plus planets and galaxies, which was much more valuable than these knives!

"Hahaha, it is enough for the main hall to be accompanied by the old man!" When Qing Lin complained silently in his heart, there were laughter from far to near, and then when his figure appeared, he appeared on the stage in the conquering crescent moon... His beautiful face and elegant temperament, his handsome but confident figure, made him attract the attention of all beings present as soon as he appeared.

Sanriyue: Sleeping time?Of course there is!It's just grandpa's bedtime alone!

"Hahaha, Sanriyue, you are here~" Yan Rong was originally a knife attracted by Sanriyue's chopping temperament, but because he was from the same Santiao family and had a carefree personality, he quickly recovered and said hello.

"Sanriyue Sanriyue, you are getting more and more beautiful~~" Now that Yan Rong has regained his senses, Jin Jian, who is better than Yan Rong in this respect, followed up.Even, not only did he speak, but he also pulled the clothes of San Riyue who happened to be in front of them... As a result, with a "bang", San Riyue disappeared.

"..." Jin Jian was confused.The air condenses.

"...I... I didn't do it on purpose, wow..." In the end, Jinjian cried out with a "wow".While weeping, he appeared in front of Qinglin by maneuvering without saying a word, and even tore away Tsurumaru and threw himself into Qinglin's arms.

Qinglin didn't stop the silver-haired dagger from approaching.In all fairness, compared to Tsurumaru, Qinglin likes Imakim more—not because of his appearance, hair color, etc., but because in the dream world, he has raised the Otachi Imakim for a while, and he can be regarded as a teacher and a friend... Well, maybe Add the role of "father" who was pressed hard.

But even so, when Tsurumaru's head fell to the ground, he still stretched out his hand to catch that head in case he bumped it.

Tsurumaru felt it, the corner of his mouth curled up, and the eyes that had been opened a slit closed again.

"I, I didn't mean Alukin~~" Jin Jian was still crying in Qinglin's arms.He didn't let his tears stain Qinglin's skirt.But he expressed his panic and sadness with his crying.

Because Qinglin's hand is touching Tsurumaru's head, the appearance of him and Imaiken at this time is - although he is still sitting cross-legged on the mat, his upper body is leaning backwards, and it seems that the weight of his whole body rests on That hand is supportive.At the same time, he pressed the other hand on the back of Jinjian's head, and then stroked it slowly.

Imam felt Aobin's tenderness, and cried even more sadly.

"I, oh, Arukin won't want Jinjian because of this matter, right?" Jinjian cried.

"..." Qinglin Momo, who has already seen that this guy is playing tricks on him - is full of cunning, and a person who used to get fun with his son in the past silently said: This is all left over from his play.

"Woo," Jin Jian continued to cry, his eyes that were already red became even redder now, like weeping blood under the immersion of the water.

"Today...Jinjian, don't cry anymore..." Wuhu Tui was originally a dagger that softened his heart. Seeing Jinjian crying so sadly, he couldn't help comforting him.

"My Honmaru has the Imamu sword," Qinglin saw that the sword had been fooled, and directly pierced the dagger's trick.

Dagger's cry froze for a moment, and then continued to cry like whitewashing the peace.

Other swords and swords Fusangshen, especially those in the elderly group, were already skeptical—if it was other swords that were crying, they would have been sure. Imaken looks super innocent, even so naive that he would be bullied by his younger brothers.But now, they're 100% sure...but it's too late.

"It doesn't matter, as long as Alujin admits Jinjian, woohoo," Jinjian raised his head, and both sides shone like rubies with bloody light, which was shockingly beautiful.

"Well, sure enough, the daggers left here are not simple characters," Qinglin laughed.Then, his hand that followed the opponent's hair grabbed the opponent's collar and pulled him to his side.

"Thank you, Alukin, Alukin looks like Yoshitsune~" Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Imai burst into tears.He smiled innocently after wiping the tears off his face with his sleeve.

Jinjian: Definitely not using the former master to get closer (＾U＾)ノ~YO

Other knives: believe you to blame!

"However, my surname is not Yuan," the corner of Qing Lin's mouth twitched.Then, he turned his head and looked at the scene of the tea party, that is, the group of Token Fusangshen present who were ready to move because of the success of the current sword.

"Where did I just say?" But before these fusangshen actions, Qinglin took the right to speak.

Other knives: Cannian, crying blind!

"Well, we're talking about the transfer station," Qinglin seemed to be asking himself an answer, and after taking away the right to speak, he took away the right to answer from the swordsmen.

"The preparations for the transfer station are relatively cumbersome, so I will let professionals handle it." He said.

"The main hall, is it Honmaru's sword?" Jiang Xue Zuowenwen had ended the entanglement of doubting the origin of Daosheng and Zuowenwen's lineage.Seeing that Qinglin had finally paused in his speech, he immediately spoke up.

The left character of Jiang Xue is Qinglin Honmaru's sword.In the eyes of the swords and swords present, it was the presence of a lady in the royal family—of course, the fully armed Sanriyue just now was more like that, but it disappeared like an egg, didn't it?

The "Little//Three" present at the scene resolutely refused to admit that they were in love with a certain Zhendao who could not describe his elegance even with a thousand words of gorgeous rhetoric.

"No, it's more professional," Honmaru's group at this stage is only suitable for acting cute and doing work assigned by the government of time-this is not only a factor of strength, but also because of their attachment to the government of time in their hearts.Aobayashi didn't want Honmaru Token to be caught in the entanglement of whether he was on his side or the Toki no Government's side. His career is not lacking in those few contributions.

"Then what can Jiang Xue, the Zuo writer, do for you, please give me instructions?" Jiang Xue saw that Qinglin really had a plan, maybe it was a detailed plan, and while expressing her loyalty aloud, she bent down and crawled like a walking posture The ceremony is general, salute.

Jiang Xuezuo didn't think he knew Qinglin well.He believed that Qinglin did come for him, but he believed in one more thing: his master is a person who values ​​profit.

Under such a premise, he guessed that there was something that must be done by him.

Jiang Xuezuo's writing is a sword that understands his own temperament. He knows that he doesn't like battlefields and fights. At the same time, he believes that there are countless people who will draw swords for Qinglin, a god judge, so this thing that must be done by him is not a battlefield. or fight.

Jiang Xuezuo couldn't think of a specific answer, but he chose Qinglin to believe it.So he gave Qing Lin the right to choose and the power to order him with full authority.

This really... scared me~~

In his heart, Qinglin admired the frankness of the Zhenzuo Writing Saber, but on his face he had a serious expression.He raised his hand as if to support Jiang Xuezuo's text, but the Sihua Tachi, which was beyond the distance of his arms and arms, really seemed to be lifted by a force.

When Jiang Xuezuowen sat upright again, Qinglin expressed his request for Jiang Xuezuowen, he hoped that Zhen Dao would be called the station master of the transfer station to be established, that is, the nominal owner of the transfer station.

"Wow," as a result, when Qinglin said this, the audience was shocked.

Dao present believes that Qinglin will not sell them or restrict their freedom, but let Dao manage Dao, is the scale too large... It seems to be challenging their three views and psychological endurance.

"However, before we set up the transfer station, we need to do one thing," Qing Lin said, seeing Dao Jian present, although his face was shocked, but his eyes were shining with "life".

Qinglin felt that the state of this group of knives was the same as that of Honmaru's group of knives. When he first heard that he was a new god judge, although he accepted it on the surface, he resisted in his heart for one reason or another.Qinglin knew that what they were resisting was not him but the "spirit examiner" who could control their lives.

Therefore, when Qinglin finished speaking, he expected to see the group of knives in his eyes dimmed a little before he even noticed it.

Qinglin is a person who is good at cracking the emotional loopholes with others, so when the excitement in Dao Jian's heart dropped to a certain range, he said again:

"We want to become the fifth party force in this world!"

"what?"

On the other side, not long ago, it was the time when Sanriyue's voice disappeared.

"Hahaha, to be able to see the most beautiful scene in this life." When the fragile shadow part//body disappeared due to the pull of the current sword, Mikayue, who instantly obtained the memory of this shadow part//body, laughed.

Afterwards, this Jin may be known for his wisdom in other Honmaru, but in Qinglin Honmaru, Wuhua Tachi will definitely be labeled as cunning, cunning, insidious, etc., among the crowd who were dumbfounded after hearing his words Dagger and Wakizakaka stood up.

"It seems to be busy over there, so, can you please help me?" Then, the Taidao who was still in the right body asked.

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Well, it's fifteen now, so I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival! (づ￣3￣)づ