The enemy knife Yaoer [comprehensive comics]

Fu Sangshen's face was dark and frightening, the dagger was sitting on his powerful arm, obviously looking down, but he still involuntarily straightened his body, his eyes were dangling around nervously and uneasily.

"T-Taro...can you put me down first...my leg hurts."

Fu Sangshen pursed his lips and did not respond, but his arm around the dagger was relaxed.

"...Taro, can you walk slowly...I'm a little dizzy..."

……

Fu Sangshen ignored him.

Did he do something wrong?Hmm... Indeed, it was a bit of a waste to let Taro, who is full of fairy spirit, be that Sakai Mori's little lover, but that was because he was in a hurry at the time!He wouldn't betroth his big beauty easily!

The dagger sneaked a glance at Taro's face, and the next second his little heart trembled violently, and he immediately looked away.There were fewer and fewer people around, Dian Dao looked at Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen who was following them, feeling a little anxious for a while.

Taro has long legs, he strides quite a distance, and seems to want to shake off the people behind him, his speed is much faster than usual.Dagger leaned on Taro's shoulder and looked at Saya Zuofuji trying to catch up with Taro's speed, throwing a pair of short legs upside down, breathing and panting, his pitiful appearance made Dagger feel a little sympathetic.

It's okay, I know you tried your best, the components are not as good as others, don't blame us, even if you fall behind now, it doesn't matter, I won't blame you.

slap!

Xiaoye stumbled on his left foot, his right foot, and fell face down on the ground.

Wait, what are you doing? !Get up and chase me!Don't leave me alone! Σ(っ?Д?;)っ

"..." Xiaoye Zuowen slowly sat up from the ground, raised his hand expressionlessly and wiped the tip of his nose covered with dust, he looked at Fu Sangshen in front of him with complicated eyes, and then glanced at him again. The short knife who was at a loss, was silent for a moment, and said lightly.

"tired."

Short knife:〣(oΔo)〣

Slowly stopping, Taro turned his head and glanced at Saya Zuofuji who was sitting on the ground with an unclear expression. The red makeup at the end of his eyes contrasted with Fu Sangshen's upright facial features, but it looked alluring for a moment.For a moment, he seemingly inadvertently lowered the boy on his arm slightly, covering up Fu Sangshen who had become a little gloomy behind him.

The young man looked restless, completely oblivious to his movements, and put his fists on his shoulders, like a frightened puppy.Taro pursed his lips, looked at the boy and said suddenly.

"Does my lord hate me?"

Dagger shook his head immediately, how could he hate such a beautiful person.

"Then why push it down to others?"

"..." Dagger silently looked away.

Seeing this, Taro immediately showed a vaguely hurt expression, "My lord, do you not trust me?"

"……no."

"Then why would you rather hold hands with Notsuki Sangshen who came from nowhere than walk with me?" Taro lowered his head, with a hint of disappointment on his brows, "I thought my lord had forgotten about the past long ago, It seems that he is still being self-indulgent."

"no!"

Taro lowered his eyes, bent down and gently placed the dagger on the ground.

"Even so, aren't you willing to tell me the real truth..."

He sighed slightly, and suddenly took out something wrapped in snow-white cloth from his arms and handed it to the dagger, he blinked his eyes slowly, and said softly.

"This is what Tsurumaru-san entrusted to me before departure...Is this yours?"

"..." The short knife took the thing in silence, feeling the hard familiar feeling from the package, there is no doubt that this is his sword.

Dagger opened his mouth, his voice a little dry. "He told you all?"

Taro shook his head, "He said that after you make up your mind, you will tell everyone in Honmaru yourself."

"You are our lord, and we will obey your orders no matter what, so even if you intend to never speak out, we will not force you."

"..."

What would be better to say at such a time, I always feel that what to say is a bit powerless, although he tried his best to ignore these things, but he has finally reached the point where he has to make a choice, and he can no longer use fear and timidity as an excuse.

"I see." The dagger calmly put away the cloth-wrapped sword, walked to Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen's side and stretched out his hand to pull him up.He turned his head, and suddenly waved his hand to Taro on the other side. The latter was puzzled, but walked over obediently.

"You're right, it's time to make up your mind." The dagger pulled Taro's big hand with one hand, and Xiao Ye Zuowenzi's hand with the other, and suddenly pulled their hands together with their hands.

Taro: (⊙.⊙)

Xiaoye left text:...(?_?)

Taro was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to break away from the hand connected to Xiao Ye's left text, but he couldn't move for a while because of the hand of the short knife tightly pressed on it.

"My lord?" Taro frowned slightly, his voice was a little unnatural, "Why?"

Ah, it really wasn't his illusion.

Dagger looked at Fu Sangshen who seemed to be trying to suppress his facial expression, and twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.He said why there was a strange feeling all the time. It turned out that the problem was all with this person.

He respects the Lord very much, but he is unusually xenophobic towards unfamiliar swords and swords, and his attitude towards swords whose abilities are inferior to his own is even worse.

Is this... the influence left by the original owner's brother?

The short knife pulled the hair on the side of his face, and wrinkled his nose.

I'm afraid it's not just Taro, the swords in Honmaru may have been influenced by the original owner's brother, because he has never gone out with the swords in Honmaru, and he hasn't found out, but it has been revealed since the beginning-yes The lord is too loyal.

That's right, even if Fu Sangshen summoned by the god judge has a body, he will naturally have the same consciousness and emotions as human beings. How could he be like a puppet and allow the original owner to beat and scold him without complaint.If every Honmaru was like this, the Dark Fallen Sword would not have appeared long ago. It can only be said that the original owner's brother's concept had such a profound influence on the Honmaru's sword that it can be seen from his actions now.

The dagger forcefully joined the hands of the two people, and when he noticed that the big hand seemed to be resisting, he immediately glared at Taro.

"You dare to move?"

Taro called out unnaturally, "My lord... the topic just now is not over yet, why suddenly..."

"It's over, didn't I say 'I got it'."

"My lord..."

Dagger bent his eyes, "I am the lord, so you have to listen to me. I said I want you to hold hands with Xiao Ye, so you have to go with him."

The boy let go of his hand, wrapped around the too long black hair around his face, his eyes were bright, "Because, I'm not the lord."

"..."

"Oh, you are here."

A gentle voice came from not far away, and the dagger turned his head to look, and saw Sakai Mori walking towards this side with a smile, and behind him was Imaken who had separated from him not long ago.

"Great, I wanted to talk to you just now, but Mr. Yuan preempted me." Sakai Mori walked up to the boy, and slowly sized him up, "I heard that you were injured. I'm worried to death, but it seems that that person should take the initiative to treat you?"

For some reason, Taro silently disappeared the moment the young man appeared, probably due to some habit of the original owner's brother.Dagger silently glanced at the hand that the young man put on his shoulder suddenly, and from the corner of his eye calmly glanced at Jin Jian behind the young man, only to find that the other party blinked his scarlet beautiful eyes twice at him suddenly.

The short knife's eyebrows twitched unconsciously, and he looked back naturally, smiling at the person in front of him.

"Well, thanks to Mr. Yuan for helping me heal, I feel much better now."

It's so boring to directly tear the face off, and if you talk about the front line, there is no doubt that his family is absolutely defeated. Regardless of this man's clothes and beasts, he is still in the top five in current politics.

"Master Hara...?" Sakai Mori looked at the innocent boy and smiled faintly, "When did I get so close to that person, brother, I would be jealous."

"Master Yuan is Master Yuan, but I also like my brother very much!"

Sakai Mori didn't speak, he touched the head of the dagger with a smile, his eyes suddenly became very gentle.

"I'll see your brother in a while."

kindness?

"kindness."

The young man turned and left, the smile on the corner of Dagger's mouth quickly disappeared the moment he turned around.Grabbing Imakim who was about to leave with Sakai Mori, Dagger frowned slightly and asked.

"What does he mean? Didn't the original owner's brother die?"

The young man who left didn't seem to notice Imaiken being held by the dagger, or rather, he didn't care at all.It wasn't until seeing the figure of the man disappear from sight that Imken breathed out a sigh of relief, patted the hand holding his clothes with the dagger, and straightened his clothes.

"Go and pay homage to your brother."

"It's not my brother, where to pay homage?"

"Your Honmaru."

"Ah..." So there is a cemetery in this pill...

"It's not a cemetery, it's ashes."

"Oh……"

Dagger blinked, and turned his head thoughtfully.

If you look at it from this aspect alone, that person can be regarded as somewhat affectionate.The eldest lady told him that people who cherish life-long friends are generally not too bad people. Although I don't know why he moved his thoughts that he shouldn't have and threatened the life of the original owner, but it is still "hateful" People must have pitiful place' ah.

Dian Dao looked at the place where the man disappeared, and suddenly felt a few inexplicable emotions in his heart, but at this moment, Jin Jian suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"That person seems to have liked your brother for many years."

Said it wasn't me—eh?

……

Eh? ? ! ! !