The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

"My lord..."

Jiang Xue, who felt movement in her arms, opened her eyes. Before he could look over, she felt again that the lord, who had maintained her adult form since returning to Honmaru, arched in her arms, and then buried her head again. into his neck.

Jiang Xue couldn't help but reached out and touched her lord Rumo's long hair, she seemed to like his touch very much, Cang Lan also stretched out her arm and put it on Jiang Xue's waist, hugging him tightly.

Taidao's detection at night is not very good, so Jiang Xue can't tell whether her lord is awake or asleep.But judging from the news brought back by his colleagues today, even if he is awake, his lord may not be in a very good mood.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xue also turned over, faced her lord face to face, stretched out her arms and pulled her lord into her arms, skin-to-skin with her lord, and tightened the quilt with one hand, pulling herself together with her lord Wrap tightly with a quilt.

Gently stroking her lord's back under the quilt, Jiang Xue whispered in almost whispering decibels: "Sleep, lord, I'm here."

What answered him was the tighter force on his waist.

In the dark night, Jiang Xue smiled dotingly, and silently hugged her lord's slender waist.

Cang Lan stared at Jiang Xue's sleeping face with his eyes of different colors that could not be seen at all in the dark, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her lightly, with a rare tenderness in her eyes. deep.

I think, I love you.

Therefore, it will become more and more difficult to let go.

Therefore, I will try my best to find a way out of such a dead situation and find a better ending.

"If one day I violate some established principles because of my willfulness, it must be your fault..."

Under the gazebo, Cang Lan, who hadn't changed back to a child's posture since she came back, was staring at the lake in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

A kind of fusangshen around pretended to be working hard, but at the same time couldn't help but look at their lord, very worried.

It had been a week since their lord had been like this since his return.

It's not that Fu Sangshen have thought about talking, but whether it's their lord who still feels uncomfortable, or his lord's always indifferent expression, they don't know what to ask. .

Facing the scorching eyes of Fu Sangshen, Cang Lan slowly stood up from the corridor, walked slowly to the lake and paused, but instead of looking at the lake, he turned and walked towards the forging room.

"My lord?"

Minghu, who was in charge of cleaning the forge room today, raised his head after hearing footsteps, and looked at his master who was walking slowly.

"Do you want to forge a knife?"

Cang Lan nodded slightly, and opened her hands to spread out the new notice issued by the Shizhi government.

Minghu took it, and the little fox on his shoulder read the words on the list slowly one by one.

"The tortoise shell Zhenzong forged the knife in a limited time?"

"Looks like a new companion is coming..."

Cang Lan raised his hand slightly, pressed the input amount of resources on the machine in front of him, his expression didn't change at all: "I was not there before, you seem to have missed a few companions when you were forging knives?"

Minghu put down the broom in his hand, put him in the corner of the room, and answered his lord's question.

"Yes, if the lord is here, you will definitely not miss Taiko Zhong Zhenzong, Daeden Taiguangshi and others."

The little fox's regretful ending resounded in the room, and Cang Lan's eyes became a little darker when he heard this sentence, and his tone became a little ambiguous.

"Really... then let me take a look."

The power in the body turned upside down, the golden light in the eyes flickered, Cang Lan flipped his right hand and pulled out an acceleration talisman from his sleeve, and threw it to the special blacksmith in the knife forging room.

A burst of white light came on, and a knife appeared on the knife holder.

After silently staring at the sword for a while, Cang Lan casually slapped a spiritual power talisman on it.

"I'm the tortoise shell Zhenzong. The origin of the name...hehe. It's up to your imagination."

Let your imagination? ?

This profound sentence caused the room to fall into silence.

Cang Lan held her forehead, feeling extremely tired.

This is probably another problem child...

"Is this my master?"

The tortoise shell was close to her lord, almost touching Cang Lan's skin, the distance was so close that Cang Lan couldn't help but subconsciously took a step back, a little surprised and somewhat expected.

"Well, yes. I am Cang Lan, and I will be your future master."

Tortoiseshell clapped her hands and twisted her body excitedly. "Please teach me a lot, Master~"

"..."

What kind of trouble is this twisted tone——

After hesitating for a moment, Cang Lan stretched out his hand and patted the turtle shell on the head.

"Are you happy? Then, tonight, you will be the servant. Minghu, take the tortoise shell around, I'm a little tired."

Minghu nodded, and the little fox on his shoulder agreed very forcefully. "No problem, my lord, just go and rest, we are here."

"Ah."

Slightly nodding her head, Cang Lan stepped out of the knife forging room and walked towards her room step by step.

Back in the room, taking off her coat, Cang Lan silently hugged herself with the quilt, and mobilized her thoughts to recalculate the formation under the lake.

After lying down, it was time for lunch, and when Grandma Shan went upstairs to call her lord, Cang Lan was still lying under the quilt unable to recover.

"It's time to eat."

Cang Lan stared sideways at Yamabuchi, and couldn't help but smile until Yamabuki felt unnatural.Throwing off her own quilt, Cang Lan stretched out her arms, and her tone of voice returned to the familiarity it once was.

"I want to hug~"

Yamabuchi looked at the lord who had returned to his childish appearance just by lifting the quilt, and was a little at a loss.

"My lord??"

Cang Lan pursed her lips in displeasure, "How can you not hug me?"

"No, no, here we come..."

While speaking, Yamabukiri, with his reddened tomato-colored face, gently passed through his lord's underarms, and embraced his limp lord in his arms.

Hiding in Shanbuki's cloak, Cang Lan pressed his forehead to Shanbuki's chest, and the corners of his mouth sank slowly.

—Maybe everything will not have a happy ending, but at least this fate should be cherished now.

He has indeed become a little irritable these days, which affects -->>

When it comes to the surrounding Fusangshen, this is not what he wants...

From a distance, the fusangshen saw a large piece of Yamabuchi's sheet bulging.

Ranto Shiro pointed in confusion, "This is...? The quilt that the lord changed today??"

"No." Yamabuchi's ears were still a little red.

Cang Lan stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and pulled the quilt away from her body. "It's me~"

Shinano said with some surprise: "My lord, you have recovered!"

Cang Lan smiled and didn't say yes or no, but even so, the Fusangshen were still very happy.

Under the corridor, Karasuma and the others who had been paying attention to this side all frowned involuntarily.

This may not be a good thing...

"My lord, is it not a burden to your body to suddenly become smaller?" Shi Qieru moved his fingers slightly and asked with a frown.

"It's not a problem, it just came back after recovery." Cang Lan smiled and motioned for Shan Baqie to put him down. "Besides, I've been recuperating for a week, and I can't even recover there!"

Yamabachi didn't follow his lord's wishes, and he was still a little uneasy about his lord's sudden recovery, so after thinking about it for a while, he went over and handed his lord to Karasuma, who was the most dignified among the crowd.

Little Karasuma was about to take it, and when his hands were already touching his lord's shoulder, he heard an arm suddenly stretched out from the side, just like that, robbing him in front of him!hold!lost his master.

Cang Lan blinked for no reason, raised her neck, and met Guijia Zhenzong's smiling face.

Looking at it this way, it still fits the image of "people are as light as chrysanthemums" given by the government of the time.

But, soon, Guijia's devilish laughter brought back his completely unrealistic thoughts.

"So this is the main body of the master?! If so, I can tie myself up and send it to the master's bed..."

Is it really a man to tie up or something? !

Slapping his face with one hand, Cang Lan covered his face in lovelessness and didn't want to speak.

He just said why Fu Sangshen, who came recently, is so normal and reliable, why is he co-authoring and waiting here? !

Karasuma glanced sharply at Kiko Sadamune's whole body, and said in a cold voice, "Kuka-kun, can you give me the master now? It's time for the master to eat!"

The next few words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and every word and every word could make everyone feel the emotion of Xiao Karasuma's gnashing of teeth at the moment.

I don't know if I really don't understand, or I don't care.I saw Guijia Zhenzong waved his hand, and said very casually: "Master wants to eat? Then I will take the master there..."

After finishing speaking, the turtle shell took its lord and rushed up from the corridor.

Poking her head out from the arm of the tortoise shell, Cang Lan looked at the staring eyes of the Fusangshen behind her with disbelief, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Seeing the figure of Guijia leaving with his lord, the fusangshen behind him didn't chase after him, but just stood there and smiled knowingly.

Guijia Zhenzong took Cang Lan to seize the dining table first, and Hasebe, who had been waiting for his lord to come over in the room, spit out very unhappily: "Tsk."

It was quite a messy meal.

Fortunately, the Fusangshen evacuated the chaos out of the dining range of their lord in a very measured manner, so it didn't happen that the lord had to move the dining place after eating half of it.

After the meal, Guijia Zhenzong carried his lord up to the second floor very leisurely under the burning eyes of the crowd.

"By the way, is it okay for my lord to go to bed right after eating like this?" Yiqi asked belatedly.

Mustache thought for a while, "It's only these few days. Besides, no matter how I look at it, the lord doesn't seem to be fully recovered. Let the lord pay more attention."

Mikazuki Zongjin and the others nodded in agreement.

"That's right, I was thinking left."

Not to mention the entanglements of the mourning gods, Cang Lan didn't rest after returning to the room at this time.

Because at the moment he lay down, he had quite a strong...question about the red rope around the turtle's neck.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to be tied like this?"

With an attitude of academic research, Cang Lan asked curiously.

Previously, Tortoise was wearing a black shirt with a high collar, and the tie was tied tightly, so it was hard to see, but once in the house, when Tortoise took off his coat and untied the collar of the shirt, he had to say that the red collar around his neck A circle of rope is really conspicuous.

Cang Lan, who couldn't ignore it after watching for a long time, naturally asked the question directly, and tried to keep their conversation on a normal tone with a very pure tone.

The tortoise shell took advantage of the situation and sat on the quilt, directly unbuttoned the entire shirt, licked his lips full of lust, leaned close to Cang Lan's ear, and sprayed hot air on Cang Lan's ear.

"Me, it's impossible not to be restrained. Master wants to play bondage with me?"

Cang Lan pushed away the tortoise shell indifferently, and calmly uttered a word: "itch."

The tortoise shell Zhenzong slowly raised the corners of his lips, smiling very seductively.

"I know, the master is not in a good mood..."

Saying this, Guijia's subordinates were slowly taking off Cang Lan's clothes.

"In front of me, you don't need to hide it. The reason you're getting smaller is because you're in a bad mood, right?"

Touching the extremely smooth skin on Cang Lan's body with his fingers, a groan came out of Guijia Zhenzong's throat.

The skirt of the clothes was half opened, and someone took advantage of her body, but Cang Lan's brows did not move.

Slowly raising her immature little hand, Cang Lan grabbed the rope around the turtle shell's neck and pulled him closer to her.

"You seem to know me well?"

Facing his lord's different-colored pupils, under such an extremely oppressive gaze, Kikko Sadamune was... even more excited.

The tortoise shell took off his lord's shirt, hugged him in his arms, and pressed his skin against his skin.But the fingers on the other side were not idle, they clasped with Cang Lan's hands holding the rope.

"At the moment when I was awakened, I felt the fluctuation of the master's power... a very complicated fluctuation—"

Cang Lan was a little surprised, generally Fu Sangshen seldom has the energy and mind to care about the condition of the examiner when he wakes up.

Thinking of this, Cang Lan couldn't help but relax a little bit, and nestled quietly in the arms of the tortoise shell.

If the two of them had been living in peace like this, Cang Lan would not have slept until noon the next day.

It's a pity that Guijia Zhenzong has always been the master of making progress.