[Comprehensive] The god judge voluntarily was hidden by the gods

A soft voice sounded in the ears of the envoy:

"If you don't understand, just ask Sanriyue directly." Xiaohumaru stretched out his hand and touched the envoy's head, "He will answer you."

"Ah, Master Xiaohumaru, good day!" The envoy turned around and naturally took the gift he had prepared from Xiaohumaru's hand: "Wow, it's a special product of Santuchuan, and there are super-grade snapdragons! You specially bought it from Did you bring it back from hell?"

"Yes."

"I'll deal with it right away!"

The envoy turned around and took a few steps, then stopped and turned around.

"Master Sanriyue, I value that Lord God Judge very much."

Of course Xiaohuwan knew.It is well known that Sword Fusangshen brought a human being to Gaotianyuan in a posture that was not hidden by the gods.It was related to that Sanriyue Zongjin, and his behavior itself sent out an unusual signal, so there was no need for further explanation.

"I, I knew him a long time ago. After this contact, I can also feel the specialness of that adult," the envoy blinked, "He is a very interesting person."

"And I don't need to ask Lord Sanriyue specifically for him."

He turned his face and showed a standard smile:

"Because I'm a puppet."

A puppet that just takes orders and carries them out.

No need to be curious, no need to wonder.

After the words fell, the envoy bowed to Xiaohumaru, and then moved on.

"Little fox?" Mikazuki Zongjin went out to greet him, with a usual smile on his face, "You are late, I just threw Daigo Kyoya out."

"It's okay, I didn't come to see him." Xiaohumaru rolled up his sleeves: "I just came to confirm your thoughts."

"Then thank you for your concern."

They exchanged greetings and walked into the house.In the room facing the courtyard, the envoy had already boiled the wine and arranged the appetizers.

"It's not like your style." After sitting down, Xiaohumaru went straight to the point, "I thought you would be more direct."

"Should I hide him directly?"

"Yes."

"That would be a lot less fun." Mikazuki Zongjin shook his head, "I now think that patience and waiting are also very interesting things."

Xiaohumaru looked at his expression carefully, and found that what he said was sincere and seemed to really think so.He couldn't help shaking his head: "That's really not like what you would say."

"Because, Kyomi is also very restless now," Mikazuki Zongjin picked up the chopsticks, "It's good to let him vent."

Xiaohuwan said in surprise, "Ah...you mean, he's pretending to be crazy?"

"No, it's half-truth and half-false," Mikazuki Zongjin denied, "He's very concerned about whether his image is real, and it's true that he almost died. The matter of Zhu Xun also caused him a burden. Although he has always shown maturity Steady, as if he can handle everything in his hands, but he is still young and his mental capacity is limited." He touched his chin: "Since I have the opportunity, I will just do something wrong... Well, this is his style .”

Xiaohumaru obviously did enough homework and was well prepared: "Judging from the evaluation of him by the Government of Time, he doesn't seem like someone who would be troubled by such things."

"Human beings are very complicated," Mikazuki Zongjin dismissed, "The government's evaluation can only be used as a reference, not a conclusion."

"makes sense."

"Besides, Tsurumaru was almost shattered. This matter has been pressing in his heart, and it also made him blame himself."

"That's why you let him act with Tsurumaru?"

"Did you see it?"

"Yes, I saw the end. You actually think so much about others... It really scares me."

"Hey, don't talk like Tsurumaru! In your mind, am I such a heartless knife?"

"correct."

"..."

"..."

"Hey, little fox," Sanri Yuezong thought for a while, and asked a question, "What kind of knife am I?"

"Aren't you always indifferent to your own reputation?"

"Honestly, I don't care now either."

What he cares about is his own image in the eyes of Daigo Kyoya.

Xiaohuwan took a deep look at him, picked up the wine cup, and replied: "Beautiful appearance, personable, modest and polite; gentle personality, strong tolerance, honest and straightforward; slow in doing things, neither arrogant nor impetuous, not tepid. "

"Hahaha, sounds good."

"But that's just the surface, what I'm reading is the propaganda language of the Government of Time."

"No wonder it sounds familiar."

"You know what kind of person you are, right?" Kohomaru pointed out bluntly, "You actually like to enjoy yourself, are self-centered, and don't care about others."

"Wow, is it that bad?"

"It's just so bad." Xiaohumaru's half face was blocked by the wine cup and hands, "Your appearance is indeed beautiful and elegant, but your personality is not so gentle. The reason why you are tolerant is because you don't care at all. Although you are honest and straightforward, you don't consider other people's feelings. You do things slowly, hehe," he put down his wine cup, "isn't it because you don't care whether the result is good or bad?"

Sanri Yuezong scratched his head: "Oh, your statement is too strict," his eyes narrowed, "I'm just an old man who looks down on world affairs."

"The most important thing is that your possessiveness is actually very strong," Xiaohumaru continued, "Oftentimes when you really like something, you must get it, and you don't want to wait for a moment."

"So, I'm surprised," he stared into Mikazuki Zongjin's eyes, "you are willing to be patient and wait."

Hearing this, Sanri Yuezong's expression was blank for a moment, like a stone without temperature...

wrong.

It should be described as "iron".

"You're really upset, right?" Kohomaru looked away and sighed, "Let that 'Kyomi' run around."

As soon as the words fell, Sanri Yuezong's spiritual power rippled like ripples, the house shook, and the ground trembled.The envoy next door was impacted by spiritual power, his function was damaged, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, unable to move.

"Yeah," Sanri Yue Zongjin suddenly laughed, "I'm quite upset...but at the same time, it also makes me very excited."

Xiaohuwan opened his eyes wide: "Excited?"

"There is something I haven't told you yet... The reason why I chose to be patient and wait is because I'm not sure yet." Sanri Yuezong covered his face: "If I hide from him now, I don't know if I can do it." You can’t get the desired result. If you only get one puppet in the end, the loss outweighs the gain.”

"If after tossing and tossing for so long, the result is still unsatisfactory..." The spiritual pressure on his body soared to a terrifying level, "You know, the price for disappointing me - it will be heavy!"

... oh well.

Xiaohuwan silently protected the wine bottle: "Then I will wish you all your wishes in advance."

As for the favored judge, let's hope for good luck...

"Alas!"

Daigo Kyoya pinched her nose sharply.

"What's wrong?"

"Just now I felt my nose was so itchy that I almost sneezed."

"cold?"

"Probably someone is thinking about me... Forget it, that's not important."

Daigo Kyoya moved his hands and feet, his movements were a bit sluggish due to his bandaged body.

"The important thing is, who has the secret recipe for hair growth?"

Hair loss has been a major problem faced by human beings since ancient times.What is super smart is just a saying used by people with hair loss to comfort themselves. After all, there are not a few people who are not smart but super smart.

"I don't know," Bakugami Tsurumaru looked at Masami Tsurumaru, "Do you know?"

"I don't know either," Masami Tsurumaru spread out his hands, "I'm not bald and can't use it, hehehe... I don't want to use it either! Take the scissors away!"

"Then take a step back. Does anyone need to take care of their hair?" Daigo Kyoya retracted the scissors, "Who has particularly good hair?"

"I thought of it!" Distracted Crane Maru raised his hand, "Shu Zhu Wan!"

"Very good!" Daigo Kyoya approved of this candidate, "Suzumaru's hair is indeed outstanding."

"Kuzuzumaru is practicing Buddhism, he has no fixed place, and I don't know where he is now." Zhenshen Tsurumaru thought for a while, "However, I know where Qingjiang is."

When the screen changed, Ishikimaru's shrine was in front of him, and Qing Jiang was sitting under a tree reading a book with a smiling face.The sun shines on him through the leaves, the light and shadow are mottled, peaceful and leisurely.

"Qing Jiang!" True God Tsurumaru stretched out his hand and greeted him, "Long time no see!"

And Bianshin Tsurumaru has already come to his side: "What are you looking at... oops!" He took a step back, turned around and threw himself into Daigo Kyoya's arms, burying his head in: "Master, Qing Jiang is reading a yellow book! Eyes are going to be blind!"

"Hush! Shh!" The smiling Qing Jiang was startled, and became furious, "Keep your voice down! Ishikimaru will hear you!"

"If you don't want to be discovered by him, what kind of pornographic book are you reading?"

"Don't pretend to be innocent, you bastard Tsurumaru! Don't act like you don't know anything!"

"I just don't understand anything—"

"Hey, really goosebumps are about to come up, are you acting like a baby?" The smiling Qing Jiang really shook, "Also, why are there two crane balls, is it a clone technique?"

True God Tsurumaru shrugged: "The one over there is my distraction."

"So that man in the bandage is a god judge?" Qing Jiang looked at Daigo Kyoya with a smile on his face, "What do you think?"

"How can I feel?"

"No, wouldn't you feel embarrassed to see another self acting so disgusting?"

"Not at all." Zhenshen Tsurumaru pointed behind the smiling Qing Jiang: "But you, if you don't act like a baby, you seem to be beaten?"

Smiling Qingjiang stiffened all over, turned around slowly, and saw Ishikimaru standing behind him with a dark face.Holding the coin in his right hand, Ishikirimaru tapped the wooden stick on the palm of his left hand like a pointer, and made a "snap" sound——

"I was wrong, father Shiqie!" The smiling Qingjiang immediately knelt down and hugged Shiqiewan's thigh, "Please don't be angry!"

"I don't think you know what's wrong with you at all?" Ishikimaru's usually gentle and calm voice sounded eerie, and being coquettish was useless to him, "Don't you want to be an excalibur? Bring something into the shrine!"

Masami Tsurumaru scratched his face: "Maybe it's the sword of Erokou God?"

"Laugh! Mian! Qing! Jiang!"

"I didn't say that, ah, ah, ah—"