[Comprehensive] The god judge goes to the ice and three points of sweetness

As Minamoto Yoshitsune's personal protection sword, Imai has been regretting that he didn't protect Minamoto Yoshitsune well at that time, and now the existence that he owes all his heart and eyes is right in front of him.

Jin Jian didn't know where to start, but the tears in his eyes fell drop by drop on his clothes.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Imaiken called Ushiwakamaru's name, and he called again and again. He wanted to reach out and hug Yoshitsune, who hadn't grown up yet, but was bound by a rope.

I don't know if it's because of the natural induction, Niu Wakamaru turned his head and glanced at Song Si, he tugged at Song Si's kimono sleeve: "He seems to be hurting a bit."

Song Si glanced at Jin Jian, whose face was full of anticipation, stretched out his hand and pushed Niu Ruowan, acquiescing.

Ushiwakamaru ran behind Imaiken and cut the rope off his body.

The moment the rope fell to the ground, Ushiwakamaru was thrown to the ground by Imaiken. The stones on the ground made Ushiwakamaru a little uncomfortable. When he looked up, he saw the red circles of Imaiken's eyes, and cried out in pain. The voice swallowed again.

"Who are you, do we know each other?"

It's been a long time since Imaken has seen such an energetic Yoshitsune. He stood up and pulled Ushiwakamaru up, wiped the dust off the two of them, and straightened his hat: "I haven't officially introduced you yet. , I am your... woo woo."

Before he finished speaking, Tsurumaru Kuninaga covered his mouth and said, "This really scared me, I didn't expect you two to have acquaintances a few times."

More than a few acquaintances?

Imaken subconsciously wanted to refute, but seeing his too clean eyes of Yoshitsune, eyes that had not been stained red by the secular world and his brother's betrayal, he closed his mouth.

He patted Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand covering him, and when he was gently put down, Imken ran to Ushiwakamaru's side and gave him a big hug.

"No... I don't know each other very well, I just met a few times, but I'm afraid you don't know me anymore."

Imai is very familiar with Ushiwakamaru's life, he can always find some topics to reach a consensus with Ushiwakamaru, and occasionally tell some jokes unique to Ushiwakamaru's era, which makes Ushiwakamaru laugh out loud.

Seeing Ushiwakamaru's Imaiken seems to have endless topics to talk about.

"Just leave this sword alone, okay?" Yue Zongjin walked up to Song Si on the third day, looked worried at Song Si who was coughing, and patted Song Si's back to help calm his breath: "I don't cough so badly on weekdays." .”

Song Si leaned against the tree behind him, sat on the ground, pursed his lips: "It's okay, it's just that the smell of the powder on those women makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"As for Jinjian, let's go. Ushiwakamaru is on our side now, and he dare not act rashly to send news to Shizheng."

"So you planned it early in the morning."

"That's it."

"Then if he stays here and doesn't make a contract, he's a big threat."

The fruit juice on the side exudes the unique fragrance of fruit, dissipating the feeling of discomfort at the tip of the nose just now. He hasn't done anything to collect information for a long time, and the uncomfortable feeling is still the same: "We haven't found the monitor on Jinjian. Tonight Take a look."

The word stripped was spoken out of Song Si's mouth with confidence, and he looked like a bustard. If it wasn't for this cold expression, but for the expression he saw in Huajie just now, it would be more similar over there.

San Riyue was made to chuckle by his brain supplement, he looked at Song Si who was lightly sipping fruit tea, shook his head, and deleted the thought just now from his mind.

After half the payment, Jin Jian stood in front of Song Si: "If I form a contract with you, can I stay here and guard Yi Jinggong?"

Jinjian walked around next to Ushiwakamaru, even when he took Ushiwakamaru to sleep, he would hold on to the door, staring at the door eagerly, unwilling to leave desperately, and guarding everything he said.

"I have failed to protect Yoshitsune once, and I will never do it again this time."

The child clenched his fist, his eyes were full of confidence, and he looked a little sad when he looked closely.

Niu Ruomaru was used to being chic and free, but he was not used to the habit of someone specially guarding him at night at the door, so he opened the door, looked at Song Si, and then turned to look at Jin Jian: "Would you like...to sleep with me. "

Jin Jian's eyes lit up, he stood up, and turned around happily: "Okay."

Before he entered the house, he was grabbed by Tsurumaru Kuniyongti who was beside him: "You can stay here overnight, but we have to have a pleasant inspection."

Taking Jinjian off completely, Song Si looked up and down, even lifted Jinjian's calf, and then looked at the flashing position of the chip, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Jin Jian's small butt was suddenly pricked, and he let out a cry.

"what--"

"Killed the knife--"

"Speaking is nothing—"

The familiar sound of screams entered the ears of Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki who was on guard at night, shaking his body, as if he remembered the time when he first arrived and the feeling at that time.

He closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, silently mourning for the new sword for a second.

When Song Si crushed the chip, Jin Jian was still hugging his little butt, and looked at Song Si with tears in his eyes. He stood up, ran around in place, stomped his feet, and felt that there was no more blood on his butt. After feeling the pain, he wiped the sweat from the frightened forehead.

Looking at the fragments on the ground, Imai could clearly feel that the sense of restraint had disappeared. He straightened his clothes and saw that no one was stopping him, so he ran to Ushiwakamaru's room.

Ushiwakamaru's room was arranged in the inner room next to Song Si. Due to the poor sound insulation, Song Si could clearly hear the noise of fighting inside.

The children always have endless topics to talk about, and they quickly fight together.

The scene of Song Si leaning against the wall alone and watching the moon quietly formed a sharp contrast with the scene there.

When the door was knocked, Song Si turned his head to look, and saw Sanri Yue Zongjin standing at the door smiling.

"What are you doing here?"

"Help you bandage the wound." Saying that, Mikazuki Zongjin took out the bandage from the medical box beside him.

Song Si looked at the wound on his hand just now when he formed a contract with Jinjian: "This is not like you who are always taken care of."

"Hahahaha, right?" San Riyue carefully pasted the ok bandage to stop the bleeding on Song Si's hand.

Seeing the well-bandaged wound on his hand, Song Siyuan leaned against the wall beside him, turned his head to look at Sanri Yuezong, and had no intention of going out at all.

"What are you still doing here?"

"The old man can't sleep anymore. Seeing that the lights are still on here, I came to chat with you."

Song Si took a serious look at Sanri Yue Zongjin, and nodded, "I can't sleep because I drank too much tea. I will drink less of my Longjing in the future, not much."

Sanri Yuezong was a little bit dumbfounded, never thought that his little mind was still thinking about those Longjing, so he had to say, "...Okay."

Song Si hugged his body with his small hands, and he asked Sanriyue: "What do you want to talk about?"

Covering Song Si's body with the quilt next to him, Yue Zongjin sat next to Song Si on the third day: "I've been talking to the old man for so many years, why don't you grow taller?"

This topic is too broad, Song Si was at a loss for words for a moment, he didn't know where to start, he pursed his lips, the voice of the person next to him was very gentle, it sounded very comfortable, it made people want to talk.

But it was only for a moment, Song Si suddenly came back to his senses, he turned around, and turned his back to Sanri Yue Zongjin, not saying nothing, but not wanting to.

The world at that time was too dark, and in retrospect, Song Si would feel that the blood all over his body had solidified into ice cubes, and Song Si clenched his hands into fists, sweat spreading in his palms.

By the time Song Si reacted, his head had already been pulled on his shoulder by Sanri Yuezong.

The broad shoulders gave Song Si a sense of stability that he had never had before. The moonlight hit the sharp-edged face of the person next to him. Song Si turned his head to take a look at Sanri Yue Zongjin, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, Song Si had already been placed under the quilt, and the warm quilt made him a little confused between reality and illusion.

Song Si rubbed his head, he actually had a dream last night, he dreamed that he was adopted by others, he never suffered those crimes again, after waking up, looking at the empty room, the huge gap made Song Si Some lost.

Although it was a dream, it was much more comfortable for Song Si than sleeping without dreaming. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, but there was nothing, which made Song Si a little uncomfortable.

There were two knocks on the door, Sanri Yue Zongjin pushed the door open and came in, pursed his lips when he saw the neatly dressed Song Si, and said with a light smile, "I thought you were going to get up late."

Song Si didn't say a word, he glanced at Sanri Yuezong, and asked, "When did I fall asleep yesterday?"

"I don't remember either. After all, I'm already at this age. Poor memory is the most common thing."

Sanriyue put the dinner plate in his hand on the tatami mat beside him, and he opened the doors and windows to let in the air. The draft took away the stuffy heat in the room, and made Song Si's stuffy head much fresher.

In the early morning, most of the people hadn't woken up yet, and the few people on the night watch were getting ready to go to bed.

Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki was there waving at Mikazuki Zongjin, and after running over, when he saw Song Si, he awkwardly said hello to Song Si, and invited Sankazuki Zongjin to go out: "Yesterday I cut Hase The Ministry said that there is no rice, how about we go together?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin turned his head to look at Song Si, after asking, Song Si nodded, Sanri Yue Zongjin laughed twice, and assured him: "You can't ask the old man to help you get the things."

When the yard quieted down, Song Si sat under the tree, and the dew fell on the little tiger who was sleeping in Song Si's arms. The little tiger shook his body and rolled himself into a snow-white ball nestled in Song Si's arms. inside.

Horikawa Kunihiro and Izumi Mori Kaneji got up very early. When they were standing in the yard, the two of them looked at each other, and then searched around for a while. Now only Song Si is here, this is simply the best time.

Izumi patted Horikawa Kunihiro on the shoulder, and he took a deep breath. If he didn't start now, he might never find a more suitable opportunity.

Horikawa Kunihiro took a few steps forward, looking at Song Si's opened eyes, he was still a little at a loss, he still looked as awkward as when he first arrived.

These days, the child is so obedient, sometimes he looks cautious when he gets close to Song Si, Song Si turns his head to take a look at Jue Chuan Kunihiro, then turns his head back again.

"You got up very early." Hoikawa Kunihiro tentatively walked to Song Si's side, but was not rejected. He tried his best to hold back a smile at Song Si.

Song Si turned his head in disgust: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh, laughing is like crying, it's so ugly." After saying this, Song Si suddenly remembered the time when Juechuan Kunihiro cried when he had a disagreement, Turning his head awkwardly again, he put his hand on Horikawa Kunihiro's head, for fear that this person would cry.

"Don't cry." Song Si's words made Jue Chuan Kunihiro uncontrollably laugh out loud, but he smiled at Song Si from the bottom of his heart.

After half the payment, Horikawa Kunihiro suddenly froze. His purpose was not to mess with this person here...

Izumi Mori Kanesada at the side stretched out his hand and waved it anxiously, Horikawa Kunihiro suddenly came back to his senses, he looked at the obediently snoring little tiger in Song Si's arms and paused.

"I made a dessert, and I would like to invite you to taste it."

dessert?Song Si became interested, and nodded his head. Because of the bond, he held the little tiger in his arms and walked with Horikawa Kunihiro without any suspicion.

When they got to the kitchen, there were peony cakes on the table as expected. Song Si's eyes lit up, but he suddenly froze, looking suspiciously at Horikawa Kunihiro: "Why are you in the mood to make dessert for me today?"

Horikawa Kunihiro was sweating coldly on his forehead, he looked at Song Si's indifferent expression, he shook his body, and suddenly cried out like before, innocently: "I just heard that you like this thing, so I learned Come to please you."

What Song Si couldn't handle the most was tears. He twisted a piece as if comforting Horikawa, and put it in his mouth in the expectation of Horikawa Kunihiro. The familiar sweet taste, but it has a different taste .

Soon, Song Si felt that all the strength in his body was taken away by this mouthful. His eyes darkened, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, he felt something cold pass through his abdomen.

Wakizasa below him was pierced through his abdomen by a red-dyed blade.

Song Si didn't want to admit that he still misjudged the person. He asked Izumi Mori Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro in front of him, but saw the deep guilt in the eyes of those two people.

I don't want your guilt. Song Si wanted to shout, but because he poked his kidney and damaged his spleen, Song Si's voice lost its original voice. Out of the blood.

At that moment Song Si understood one thing.

Even if there is a bond, those swords still cannot be trusted, and they will still kill him for their own benefit, just like those people before.

He... After all, no one can be trusted.

Song Si knelt down on the ground, the blood flowing out took away a lot of physical strength, even if he didn't feel pain, he could feel his body temperature dropping rapidly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Horikawa Kunihiro kept shouting in front of Song Si's eyes, the body in his hand was covered with blood from Song Si, and it was fused with the blood from the beginning of the contract. His eyes were full of tears, he reached out his hand to touch Song Si's body, but was opened hard.

"Fake kindness." Song Si looked at the familiar face in front of him, he was good enough to these two people, but he didn't expect that he was not as good as Shizheng's bluffing stuff.

"Get out." Song Si's eyes were very red, and the pure white kimono was thoroughly stained with blood.

Horikawa Kunihiro was obviously panicked, the moment he stabbed, the man's eyes were full of the surprise brought by his dessert, but it quickly became indifferent, even the original little comfort was gone.

The man yelled at them, lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, all mocking. Horikawa Kunihiro still wanted to reach out, but found that the man stood up and looked at him with a slight smile.

It's still the same as when we first met, that person really looks good when he smiles.

When he saw the knife raised by the man, Horikawa Kunihiro smiled wryly and wondered if his reaction now was a bit late.

"I gave you time to escape, but it doesn't look like you want to."

Song Si stood up staggeringly, after all, they couldn't get any long-term medicine, and this short-term paralyzing medicine wouldn't affect Song Si much.

Song Si smiled: "I was wondering why I was paralyzed for only a short while?"

Seeing the doubt in the eyes of the two people, Song Si's mouth curled up slightly, very charmingly: "Because I'm not human."

Looking at the sword in his hand, there was an evil spirit in the corner of his mouth, which made Horikawa Kunihiro take half a step back, subconsciously trying to escape, but found that the man's knife was approaching.

The man didn't give them any time to react, the intensive knife stabbings came, and he didn't seem to be injured at all.

"I'm sorry, but we have to go back and report back. Those guys in my Honmaru are still waiting for me. We really have no choice."

"Heh." Izumi Mori Kanesada's words only gave Song Si a mocking smile, he put the knife to his lips, and licked away the blood stained on the two swords when he killed it just now: "So you are going to destroy me , to save others?"

"It turns out that my life is in your eyes, just like a beast, you can kill me?"

"What do you think of yourself?" Song Si's method was fierce, without showing any emotion at all: "You are not even a fart in my eyes."

Song Si's words made Horikawa Kunihiro startled, and when he reacted, Izumi Mori Kanesada was already in front of him, and the knife pierced Izumi Mori Kanesada's chest, and the blood was the same as Song Si's own blood on Song Si's face They merged together, adding a touch of glamour to Song Si's delicate face, like a ghost from hell who sucked up human energy, willing to sacrifice his life.

Blood dripped to the ground, and the sound of ticking woke Horikawa Kunihiro suddenly. He opened the knife in Song Si's hand fiercely, helped Izumi Mori Kanesada by his side and ran out.

When he was about to reach the door, he turned his head to look at the man, who was already lying on the ground, and had no intention of chasing them, as if he had no breath, just lying there quietly.

Did it wrong?Do it wrong.

Horikawa Kunihiro felt that the word selfish was written on his forehead, he gritted his teeth, and thought of California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita who were repairing in Shizheng, they... had no choice.

Sanriyue Zongjin was holding the package in his hand, looking a little nervous and agitated. He walked to the kitchen and wanted to get the tea set, but smelled a pungent smell of blood and pushed the door open.

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I'm so confused, the last chapter didn't have a single comment, you guys are...!It's so sad, I want to end it.