The forging room can be said to be one of the most important things for a swordsmith, especially for a knifesmith like Zong Jue who likes to experiment with various ore ratios and has a very strong personal style. It can be said that the forging room is his lifeblood. All the utensils are collected by him little by little over a long period of time, and he uses them little by little to polish them into treasures that he can't reproduce again. The warehouse is full of unique materials he brought back from various worlds, many of which have long been completely extinct in the world, and the genuine ones are used less.

To put it more clearly, nothing can touch Zong Jue's forging room, and he can't even enter easily. In this respect, Zong Jue is so stingy to the point of astonishment.

Of course Zong Jue knew that Ghost Lamp would never touch his knife forging room unless he was ready to break with him, but even threatening the knife forging room showed that the child was really angry.

It is super difficult to coax the ghost lamp to really get angry, which is why he came out of the workshop to have a good meal, and then honestly showed up in Honmaru's forge with resources, and after a day he took A glass jar came out, and there was a mass of purple-black mist in it.

One of the new enemy swords detected by the Government of Time. The main body can change at will according to the situation of the battle. It has a total of five types of swords, swords, wakizashis, short swords and very similar Tang swords. It has a probability and a random strike The enemy knife launches the combo skill to take the first shot, and the attack range is all the team members. Basically, few of the whole team can move after one blow.

Fortunately, his number is rarer than that of the enemy's short guns, so that the situation of the battle will not be tilted too much.

To a certain extent, this also means that the world he was born in will be more dangerous than the enemy short gun.

Zong Jue looked at the man with four vibrating swords in his Honmaru. Tsurumaru took the initiative to say that he was very happy in his Honmaru and that his combat power had not fully recovered so he would not join in the fun with him. Kasen Kanesada hoped that he could improve his practice first so as not to be delayed After all, the world is still relatively dangerous this time, so Kokomaru and Yaken Toshiro are the ones who set off with him in the end.

Yaken Toshiro hugged the glass jar, and the purple-black mist inside seemed to sense something. The mist gathered together and condensed into a shape, which turned into a palm-sized ultra-small short knife similar to Yaken Toshiro.

It's just that the eyes are chaotic and full of tyrannical colors, and twisted lines are still climbing on the skin. He beat the glass wall with a black miniature dagger at his waist, and tried to climb up and out.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he could only hover at the bottom of the jar. Yaken Toshiro shook the jar, and the little guy inside rolled around in the jar, hit the glass wall with a snap, and sat there grinning and making A fierce look, but that small body, no matter how you look at it, it can only be cute.

"You can't open the jar." Zong Jue instructed, and Xiaohuwan stood beside him with a smile and added: "His body doesn't have a fixed shape, as long as there is a slight gap, he will escape."

As if to confirm his words, the ultra-small dagger in the jar turned into the initial mist, rising and wrapping around the cork of the jar, as if looking for a way to escape.

"I will pay attention." Yaken Toshiro pressed the cork tightly again, holding it in his arms seriously, "I will never let him escape."

Zong Jue couldn't help pinching his cheeks with Little Short Knife's stern face and said in relief: "Don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you run away, you can always be caught anyway."

What he said was like saying that it was okay to lose before the battle started, but his momentum lost before going to the battlefield.

"You still dote on children so much." Xiaohuwan smiled lowly, Zong Jue glanced at him, and ignored it as if he hadn't heard.

Kasen Kanesada straightened out the formation clothes for Xiaodao Dao, but there was nothing to tidy up, just subconsciously pulled and smoothed the wrinkles.

"Be careful all the way." He said, "There must be no problem with Yaoyan."

Tsurumaru handed Xiaohuwan a box, "Mr. Yaolang entrusted me with the secret medicine, which he said is very useful in healing injuries."

At this time, Yaolang was trying his best to sleep in the room and did not come to send them out. He really doubted whether Zong Jue's energy was endless, so that he could go out directly after such a high-intensity work without showing any signs of sleepiness.

One must know that he was so tired that he fell asleep in Zong Jue's workshop, and was carried back to his room without waking up.

If it's another Honmaru, you might have to pay attention to the things Tsurumaru handed over, and be careful not to get caught in his pranks, but their Honmaru's Tsurumaru has always had a good reputation. Let alone pranks, they just shrink into the quilt and grow mushrooms every day, so Without doubting it, Xiaohumaru directly took it over and opened it, and the cherry blossom petals that exploded from the box were thrown all over his head and face without warning.

"It's a surprise." Tsurumaru showed a slightly stiff but brisk smile, and a faint brilliance shone in his red eyes.

"I said why the cherry blossoms became bald overnight." Zong Jue smiled and helped Xiaohumaru pat off the cherry blossom petals on his body. Picking up the remaining petals in the box, sprinkled them on Zong Jue's hair and said with a smile, "Sakura Chuixue would be a good omen."

"Stop messing around." Zong Jue pulled the short knife aside, and it disappeared after the brilliance flashed.

"Okay, okay, keep working." Kasen Kanesada stretched his waist, turned his head and smiled at Tsurumaru, "Please ask Tsurumaru Temple to clean up here."

Tsurumaru looked at the cherry blossom petals falling on the ground, and nodded.

"Go out after dinner?" he said, "If you work hard, you should be able to advance to another level today."

"No problem." Song Xian Kanesada responded, "What do you want for lunch?"

Tsurumaru rummaged through to find a broom and began to clean the petals off the ground, and said, "It's all right... I want to eat something hot."

"Then how about ramen?" Kasen Kanesada said, "I just bought pork bones yesterday. If you mix it with mountain and seasonal vegetables, you can cook a very elegant broth."

When he was helping the God-inspector organize things, he accidentally found the notes that the God-inspector had when he was studying in Yuanyue Academy. When meeting other Honmaru candlesticks Kiri Mitsutada, they will also exchange various fresh cooking methods with each other. It is also an extremely delicious way to stimulate and reconcile the flavors of ingredients that follow the seasons, and to blend the emotions of the four seasons into the delicious food. Sophisticated taste.

Tsurumaru hummed noncommittally, the Dark Falling Knife, which has been locked in the warehouse for too long, is actually very insensitive to the taste of food, and there is nothing good or bad about it, but warm food will make him feel that his body is also heavy Warm up, although he did not clearly express this preference, but whether it is Kasen Kanesada or Yaken Toshiro, including the god judges, they have also noticed this, so even when everyone eats sushi or sashimi together, they will deliberately Make an extra warm soup and snack for him.

No one said anything about it, just like they usually don't seem to see his black clothes and red eyes that symbolize the dark fall, they just treat him as the most ordinary Tsurumaru Kuninaga, calmly He also really took care of his feelings and needs, making him gradually feel that sitting in the corridor, feeding fish and basking in the sun is also a very comfortable thing.

Kasen Kanesada went to the kitchen to prepare dashi soup, and Tsurumaru concentrated on sweeping the cherry blossoms with his head down. He said in a low voice, "I'm back." people noticed.

Foxosuke squatted on the roof far away, feeling that he could confirm that Zhenhe Maru Kuninaga was not dangerous.

Time was quiet in Honmaru, and Zong Jue and the others over there also passed through the barrier of space smoothly, and landed in the target space following the breath of the enemy sword.

But before they had time to stand still, Xiaohumaru and Yaken Toshiro heard Zong Jue moaning in incredible pain, as if he had been stimulated by something, he pushed his head against the wall, "Oops..." Zong Jue Sighing, his face wrinkled together as if wishing to go back in time, "I hit the muzzle of a gun..."

Startled by his appearance, Yaken Toshiro subconsciously stood in front of Zong Jue, and then looked around the surrounding environment.

This is a dormitory—to be exact, it’s more like a staff dormitory or a single dormitory, with a bed and a table, various books are scattered on the shelves, and some unrefined ores and unrefined ores are scattered on the floor. The dry plants I have seen, there is a very strange potted plant by the window, the flowers are like lifelike goldfish-like plant potted plants, through the window, you can see the fire-like sky intertwined with red, which is extremely magnificent.

Xiaohumaru narrowed his eyes, as the instinct of the God of Tianjin told him where he was.

"Are we in the Underworld?"

Although he already knew that Zong Jue was Huang Quan's subordinate, he never expected that he would fall directly into Huang Quan this time—you must know that the goddess of Huang Quan, Lord Izanami, was never very friendly to Tianjin God.

"That's right, this is my dormitory." Zong Jue directly raised his hand and tore open a space crack out of thin air, "But this time the destination is not Huangquan, it just fell in because it happens to be connected to Huangquan, we still have to -"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the door of his dormitory make a loud muffled bang, and then it slammed down inward as if overwhelmed, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"It's really a surprise..." The black-haired ghost stepped on the door, his voice was low and cold, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his eyes were murderous, like an evil ghost that had crawled out of Abi Hell for thousands of years, without hesitation Throwing the mace at Zong Jue, "Master Zong Jue."

Zong Jue dodged the mace that was swept by the ghost lamp with a bitter face—that's why he said it was terrible. This time, the target world was directly under the jurisdiction of Huang Quan. Didn't this just happen to hit the gun of the ghost lamp that was burning in anger? You must know that once the kid of Ghost Lamp gets angry, he won't be able to calm down easily. He might be able to remember it for hundreds of thousands of years. Originally, he planned to do two tasks first to appease the other party's emotions.

Zong Jue even started to consider the possibility of beating up the ghost lamp without fighting back.

Anyway, it doesn't hurt much for the kid to hit someone.

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