Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

The time-traveling army is originally a tactic of ants killing elephants. Men with swords and swords at the same level occupy an absolute advantage. Even if the spirit is divided, let alone Xiaohumaru, who is the spirit, is not a certain death after all. In the game where only one person can be stabbed to death, the bright knife light flickers and blood splatters at the same time, and the time-traveling army is shrouded in black smoke that disappears.

If Zong Jue was looking at him, he might have to wait a little longer to let the main hall appreciate his heroic appearance, but now Zong Jue is full of thoughts about how to abduct Heizi to hell for an internship, and Xiaohuwan will be gone. Playing on the enemy's temper, with a flick of the wrist, the knife flashed like a frightened bird, and directly cleaned up the surrounding time retrograde army, and the remaining one or two fish that slipped through the net were also quickly wiped out by Xiaoye Zuowen, the polarized short knife—— Although Xiaoye Zuowen could not be fully polarized and only increased in speed, it was still enough to deal with these scattered enemies.

The time-traveling army wailed and turned into black smoke, Xiaoye Zuowen stood up expressionlessly, sticky and dirty blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground, he was not afraid of being injured on the battlefield or soiling his clothes , but before walking over to Zong Jue, he still wiped the blood splattered on his face with his sleeve, wiped the knife with the hem of his clothes and put it away. Xiaohuwan next to Jue.

The speed of Tianjin God is much faster than him. Xiaohuwan, who was not stained with any dirt on his body during the battle, stood beside Zong Jue very consciously. Zong Jue maintained a close but not too close distance that would cause people to be wary, and carefully looked at Zong Jue's expression.

Can't see anything.

He was a little frustrated looking at Zong Jue's expression that didn't show even the slightest unnaturalness. The judge raised his hand and stroked his hair as usual and praised him a few words, but he couldn't see any superfluous emotions.

As if it wasn't him who was caught off guard by the straight ball not long ago.

No, certainly not forcibly whitewashing the peace.

Zong Jue, who was grasped by Xiaohumaru's wrist, tilted his head to respond to Ichimolian's words, while calmly holding his own sword with his fingers restlessly holding his hand, without even moving his eyes from Ichimolian's body. Unmistakably lowered his head and kissed Xiaohuwan's wrist lightly, and slightly dragged the end of his voice: "Don't make trouble."

There was no sound of anger, the ending was lazily stretched for half a beat, and then there was a casual smile faintly, and he got out of the state of being broken by a straight ball. He quickly built an indestructible copper wall and iron wall again. Of course he would mercilessly reject those who dislike him, but Xiaohumaru would never fall into that category. Since he didn't dislike him, it didn't matter.

This is probably the survival philosophy in Yegan's nature, so Yegans are good at playing tricks and never showing true feelings, living as if they are heartless and hard-hearted.

Therefore, the flower street in Huangquan has always been divided into civet cats and wild animals.

Xiaohumaru's wrist trembled, and then he held Zong Jue's hand harder without hesitation. Opportunities will not come by themselves, especially what he wants to attack is the one in front of him who has made so many people fall into the sand. And Gui's epic-level super-difficult Boss, if he is not careful, he may become the next victim of those indifferent eyes-although he feels that he has completely drowned in those eyes hundreds of years ago Under the occasional gentle waves.

First he held hands, then tentatively hooked Gou Zongjue's palm, and then slowly intertwined his fingers. Zongjue and Yimulian chatted about how to act next, but he let him toss, but his eyes From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Ye Zuowen obediently standing aside, then quickly pulled out his hand, bent down to pick up the little hedgehog who had just entered the house, and took out a handkerchief to help him carefully wipe off the remaining dirty blood on his face.

Gee.

Xiaohuwan put his empty hands together and raised his eyebrows, a slight haze of incomprehensible meaning flashed across his face, and turned into a gentle enough smile in an instant.

"Are you the new sword of the main hall?" Xiaohumaru bowed down to maintain eye level with Xiaoye Zuowen, and greeted him with a good attitude.

He's not going to compete with a child, besides, it's better for Xiaoye to draw Zong Jue's attention away from Zong Jue's attention than some other guy with malicious intentions to get close to Zong Jue. The feelings of Zongjue authorities who still regard Yueyomi as Xiaodouding thousands of years ago are probably unconscious.

Xiao Ye looked at Xiaohuwan and nodded twice, grabbed Zong Jue's handkerchief in embarrassment and wiped his legs indiscriminately, trying to jump down and stand up.

"What do you plan to do next?" Yimulian asked, smiling as Zong Jue bent down to put Xiao Ye's left words down, Little Short Dao silently stood beside Zong Jue in a guard posture with blinking eyes, which made Yimulian unable to bear it Zhu took out the candy that was intended to entertain the mountain rabbits who would come to play occasionally and handed it over.

Xiao Ye Zuowen looked at the beautifully packaged candies in front of him, and then looked up at Zong Jue. Don’t get me wrong, he didn’t really think that Zong Jue was his main hall so soon, but because he promised Zong Jue to pay as much as he wanted. Take an attitude, no matter what, his brothers are still in Zong Jue's hands.

"It's okay to take it." Zong Jue rubbed Xiao Ye's Zuowenzi's hair, and said to him with a glance, "The time retrograde army will not appear here for no reason, I will always go to investigate."

All this is a foregone conclusion in the modern society. There is no historical existence that the time retrograde army wants to change. The appearance of the time retrograde army shows that there must be something tricky hidden in this world. Although Zong Jue is on vacation now, he can report to the time The government let them solve it by themselves, but based on his understanding of the government of the time, he estimated that the matter would still be pushed on his own head in the end, it would be more convenient to just figure it out and deal with it directly.

"Then I'll take them away first." Yimulian pointed to the teenagers who were slowly reorganizing their worldview while pinching the business card Zong Jue handed over, "This place is too dangerous for them."

Seeing that the sky is getting late, the temperature in the mountains will drop rapidly after nightfall, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts will come out to make trouble. It is not a good idea to let these young people who have just been frightened stay here. His wind shield can only guard against physical damage. Injury, nothing to do with psychological injury.

What if something happened after staying in the mountains for one night? He saw that the dark-skinned boy's face had turned green, and if he stayed, he might be able to go down early to work for Zong Jue.

"Go down the mountain..." Zong Jue thought for a while and summoned Jiang Xuezuo and Zongsan's Zuowen, together with Xiaoye's Zuowen, to Yimulian as a labor force, so that a child who has been learning protection spells is better than attacking spells The auxiliary characters dragged a group of whiteboard novices down the mountain, fearing that they would be beaten to death by Tianjin Hikone if they spoke out.

The first second Zong Sanzuo’s words appeared, he was coughed twice. For Fu Sangshen, who lived in the Warring States Period, when the aura was abundant and the earth veins were active, the modern age, where the faith has declined and the earth veins are dead, is full of stale air that makes it difficult for him to breathe. As soon as he inhaled, he was choked hard, and he coughed a few times before he recovered.

Human beings have transformed the world into a heaven suitable for them to live in, but for the monsters and gods who have experienced the most glorious moments of faith, such a world is no different from hell.

"Are you okay?" Zong Jue asked.

"It's okay." Zong San patted Jiang Xue Zuowen, who was supporting him, straightened his back, "I just didn't expect humans to make everything so bad."

In the Warring States period, monsters and gods were not even surreal and non-daily ghost stories. There were more than a dozen large-scale monster groups known in Zong Sanzuo's writing alone, and many of them were still operating industries among humans, and even joined the army to obtain official positions. Power, having said that, he is not surprised that the world's beliefs are declining and spiritual energy is exhausted. After all, when human beings choose to develop on the technological side, the mysterious side is destined to gradually disappear in the long river of history.

According to Xiao Ye, in the future, with the development of science and technology, human beings have touched the realm of gods, and the government of time can even sit at the negotiating table with the gods who ruled the destiny of mankind on an equal footing to discuss how to deal with the retrograde army. Use the spirit of the gods as shikigami to drive.

From Fu Sangshen's point of view, nothing that human beings do can make him happy.

"Let's go before it's dark." Zong San Zuo Wen said, and arranged Akashi and the others in a row for the convenience of taking care of them. He turned his head and asked Zong Jue, "Do you know where to find us?"

"Maybe I will arrive before you." Zong Jue smiled, then turned around and took Xiaohumaru to the direction where the time-traveling army appeared, "If everything goes well."

"That was... Zong Sanzuo's writing just now?" Xiaohumaru asked suddenly, following Zong Jue.

"Well." Zong Jue replied, "There is no causal line in him, and it will not affect Gao Tianyuan."

The soul of the sword Fusangshen on Gao Tianyuan can be said to be the common destination of the swords that exist in all time and space. They have experienced the same history in different worlds. In the end, they are like the "Keresansui Garden" that finally makes the water flow together. Like the vortex, the scattered space and time lines are converged and unified into embodied individuals, which is the existence of the so-called gods.

Not only the swords, but the essence of the gods is basically an individual born from the projection of the common will of countless selves in countless scattered world lines, existing in parallel in each time and space, and containing the past, present and future at the same time.

Among these countless branches, the appearance of a special existence like Zongsan Zuo's characters is no different from throwing a pebble in the sea, unless the pebble is large enough to cause a tsunami and hurricane, otherwise it will be directly hit by the endless water. Annihilation will not have any impact on the spirit.

The sea doesn't care about one more pebble, and the spirit doesn't mind one more crooked branch among its countless branches.

Sometimes they don't even feel it.