Judges wait for you to grow up

Qiao Shan held the disk with his slender fingers, turning it over and over without seeing anything, and Hasebe, who was on the side, secretly said: "I think Shizheng will send you a copy of the disk when you have just returned to Honmaru and you have enough experience with most swords and swords." This thing is obviously not pure in heart, do you still want to see it?"

"Look, why don't you read it." Qiao Shan took the disk in his hand with great interest, flipped through the front and back for a few times, and then put it in the machine. The disk rattled and the sound was stiff and unpleasant.

After seeing the image inside, Qiao Shan's eyes shrank suddenly.

That was his younger brother, his only relative in the world, the younger brother he was proud of and wanted to hold in his palm.

And standing opposite his younger brother was the little gangster who burned him with a cigarette butt. The two seemed to have known each other for a long time.

What his younger brother was holding in his hand was a small inheritance card left by their rich father who died young. He handed it to the gangster, and then smiled and spit out cruel words: "I think Play a play for the son of the mistress who broke up my family, that idiot looked at me with pity every day after my father died, it's disgusting."

Qiao Shan's head was hit violently by something, and his heart was squeezed tightly by this sentence. All his self-righteous concerns turned into ridiculous lies in the eyes of his younger brother. mercy.

A trace of struggle flashed in the little gangster's eyes: "But this has nothing to do with your brother."

"He! Live! Deserve!" There was a trace of contempt in Qiao Yu's eyes, and he turned the secondary card in his hand upside down: "If you don't do it, your sister who is still in the hospital bed... When I go to visit that bastard Take a look along the way, your sister is crying out for pain every sentence."

Qiao Yu coaxed the gangster one sentence at a time: "As long as you have this money, your sister's surgery can be done."

As if he had been tricked, the side card in front of him seemed to be a tempting forbidden fruit, but he was finally accepted by that bastard.

Hearing that the man in the disk who looked exactly like his main hall scolded the main hall for being inferior to pigs and dogs, a trace of hostility flashed in Hasebe's eyes.

"Hahahahahaha." Qiao Shan burst into laughter suddenly, and the laughter grew louder: "I'm just a fool."

The strong breath of despair that emanated made Yaki Hasebe look sideways, and hurriedly stood beside Qiao Shan, trying to help Qiao Shan's unsteady body.

Qiao Shan pushed Hasebe's hand away, and he asked Hasebe, "Do you know who is on that TV?"

Hasebe shook his head and answered honestly: "I don't know, but according to my guess, it should be your relative."

"Yes." The brilliance in Qiao Shan's eyes disappeared little by little: "This is the reason why I have become a god judge, and I have to suffer for so long when I come here."

"I was a dead person back then, and I have survived to this day only because the political affairs promised me to give Qiao Yu a good life."

"Tell me, am I a fool?" Qiao Shan slapped the table fiercely: "You all think of me as a fool!" The inkstone in his hand threw it on Hasebe's head as if venting, and Hasebe Bu didn't seem to be aware of this situation, and fell to the ground, leaving a trace of blood on his forehead.

Foxnosuke's eyes flickered on the side, and he jumped and ran out.

Before Hasebe could react on the ground, he saw the main hall who was roaring in despair just now, walked up to him, and helped him up: "It's hard work for you to accompany me to perform this scene, and I hurt you."

"It's okay, as long as Shizheng can relax his vigilance, this small injury is not as painful as a retrograde army's knife."

Qiao Shan pursed his lips slightly, and stood up, with firm and steady steps, not as painful as before and even unable to sit still: "Now is the time to go out and spread the news..."

Holding a knife in his hand, Yiqi Yizhen gritted his teeth fiercely as he watched Hasebe, who was being bandaged by Yaoken.

He knows it!He will understand!At that time, just one letter could easily break the hearts of these god judges into pieces, and then began to hurt the swords that rely on their spiritual power to survive as intelligence.

Touching the sword in his hand, Yiqiyi stood up, and Yaki Hasebe paused. He wanted to get up, but he still stopped, and stopped the candlestick beside him who wanted to stop Yiqi.

Qiao Shan was not in the inner room, but on the roof, just sitting quietly, looking at the blue sky, wondering what he was thinking, as if he was nostalgic, and when he came, he looked at his eyes with A trace of disgust.

This kind of disgusted look was too familiar, Qiao Shan's eyes were full of hostility, and his whole body was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe for a while.

In just a few moments, the whole body was covered in cold sweat after shaking. It was too familiar. This breath was the breath of killing people. This was the first God-inspector whose hands were stained with blood.

"Find me?"

He was still panting, and suddenly he saw Qiao Shan approaching him with disdain in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and lightly tapped his shoulder, then knelt down on one knee on the ground.

It was like this every time, he was powerless to resist any god judges, like a puppet manipulated by others, the blood sacrifice in his mind reappeared in front of his eyes, if he let it go, I am afraid that those with him The companions and younger brothers who once fought side by side may repeat the same mistakes again.

Thinking about it for a while, a sternness slipped in his eyes, and then disappeared, replaced by meekness: "Does the master have any instructions?"

"Oh." Qiao Shan smiled contemptuously: "Your murderous intent is so obvious, do you think I'm a fool?"

A knife was drawn across Yiqi Yizhen's neck, and the shallow wound represented all the warnings: "I'll give you a chance, let's fight each other once, life and death are up to you."

Seeing Yiqi Yizheng's obviously dissatisfied eyes, Qiao Shan chuckled: "No need for spiritual power."

In his hand is Mr. Okita's favorite sword, Chrysanthemum Ichimonenzemune, who couldn't bear to be stained with blood. It was given to him by Okita before his death. This is a man who cannot be defeated.

Yiqi shook his head fiercely, and shook this cowardly thought out of his head: "Okay."

In the training room, all the people sitting around were Honmaru's swords, some were worried, some were curious, worried about Qiao Shan's body, curious about Qiao Shan's ability.

Qiao Shan tied up his hair, used the hair rope that Okita gave him, and put Ju Yiwen on his waist.

They looked at each other, saluted, and drew their swords.

This is the basic step, and when halfway through the salute, Qiao Shan made a move.

"Despicable!" Yiqi shouted!

Qiao Shan swung the knife, the sudden movement and the sharp attack made Yiqi Yizhen a little overwhelmed, Qiao Shan opened the distance between the two with a knife, and said with a smile: "Anyway, I am not an open and aboveboard person in your heart. People, besides, do you still have to salute on the battlefield?"

"We..." Qiao Shan narrowed his eyes, "This is a battle of life and death."

He never thought that the master's ability could make him use his full strength, and his eyes became serious, because he found that the man was serious when he said that he was going to die. This man really wants to kill him. Like he was going to kill him.

Sweeping, chopping, and sliding, Qiao Shan seemed to know the action steps of each strike every time, which made the movements of each strike a bit restrained, and wounds began to appear slowly on his body.

Large and small wounds, but no fatal injuries, like a mouse already under the hands of a cat, playing with it recklessly before giving it a fatal blow.

This kind of knowledge made Yiqi Yizhen very unhappy, he suddenly changed his strategy, first feinted, and then suddenly slashed, a wound appeared on Qiao Shan's arm, which was different from the wound he gave Yiqi Yizhen , It was a deep bone wound.

Qiao Shan looked at the blood on the wound, and suddenly smiled: "As expected of Yoshimitsu Awataguchi's masterpiece, it's quite capable."

Then there were fatal attacks again and again, and suddenly Qiao Shan smiled, a little weirdly, he was dazzled by Qiao Shan's smile for a while, and the sword in his hand pierced the man's abdomen.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it was him who assassinated that person, but Yiqi Yizhen knew in his heart that it was the person who deliberately bumped into his body.

Withdrawing the knife slowly, seeing the man fell to the ground, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes tightened.

why!

Why do you do this!

Yiqi Yizhen looked at the blood on the body, and wanted to question the person loudly, but found that the person had already been taken away by Hasebe, stunned for a while, and then sat down on the ground in a somewhat dejected manner.

Qiao Shan arrived in the inner room, spitting blood non-stop, Yaoken urgently started treatment, Qiao Shan stretched out his hand and grabbed Hasebe: "Does Foxosuke have any real records?"

"Don't worry, the main hall, Foxnosuke should have reported your mental breakdown to Shizheng." Hasebe looked at the blood spreading in the abdomen and urged Yaoken to deal with it quickly: "Please rest well now, the main hall, your current The situation is really bad.”

Qiao Shan smiled, said 'hmm', and closed his eyes tiredly, Honmaru's spiritual power is automatically repairing his body, as long as he is not dead, he can survive, so he deliberately avoided the internal organs .

Deliberately letting Hasebe dangle in front of Yizhen with injuries, and deliberately showing a breakdown after watching the disk, this step-by-step calculation made Qiao Shan very tired.

"Isn't the main hall angry about your brother's incident?" Hasebe still couldn't hold back and asked.

Although the main hall had already told him that because of his disobedience, he had attracted the attention of Shizheng, and that he might be dealt with according to the journey of the previous Honmaru recently, and Hasebe deliberately asked Hasebe to secretly inquire about the collapse of that Honmaru.

When he got the envelope, Qiao Shan had already prepared, but Hasebe didn't understand, and he was also very angry when he saw the disk.

Qiao Shan opened his eyes and looked at Hasebe, then suddenly smiled: "Because..."