[Comprehensive] Caring for the empty nest and paying the mourning god

This time without Ye Xiao's leadership, the backyard is not as easy as he came in before.

The closer to the backyard, the stronger the smell of blood that Sanri Yuezong could smell.

The bloody aura that was only faintly visible now permeated the air like mist, wrapped around his body, and even the air became heavy.

Hongxue Zuowenwen walked very steadily, but his face was expressionless, as if he was deciding on a very important matter.

The backyard is far away from here. In order to prevent Fu Sangshen from coming here, Ye Xiao also set up many barriers to prevent the interrogators from coming. When Fu Sangshen breaks through the barriers and comes over, he will be too tired to move. .

So Ye Xiao never worried that Fu Sangshen would hurt her, and even if there were a few hard problems, they were all dealt with by her.

Hongxue's left hand grasped Sanriyue Zongjin's hand with one hand, stretched out her right hand, and lightly touched the barrier.

Like water dripping into a pond, Ye Xiao walked in without alarming Ye Xiao at all.

The barriers they had experienced along the way could not be counted on both hands, Hongxue easily passed through the barrier that Fu Sangshen thought was extremely hard, and came to the backyard.

Mikami Tsukimune's gaze was attracted by the mountain of sword fragments from the very beginning.

The tarnished scraps of iron were piled together sadly, and as the dim light reflected a bit of misty light, the red magic circle on the ground seemed to have life, and the red lines agitated one after another, and the red magic circle inside the body seemed to be alive. The heartbeats merged together strangely.

And on top of the magic circle, there is a person kneeling,

Yaki Hasebe knelt on the ground with his head raised, blood poured out from his body continuously, his battle uniform became dilapidated, and with the loss of blood, his spiritual power also dissipated rapidly, while Ye Xiao, He moved a stool and sat on the sidelines watching.

"The first-level press-cut Hasebu is still not good." Even in this state, Ye Xiao was very dissatisfied with the press-cut Hasebe, and denied the value of the press-cut Hasebe: "It is useless at all." No."

"If this is the order..." Hasebe's voice was a little hoarse, he had no strength to maintain the sitting posture, and fell to the ground and said with his last weak breath.

Even though he didn't know why the God Judge did such a thing, it seemed that the value of pressing Hasebe could only be reflected here.

It's a pity that I can't die on the battlefield.

Before dying, it would be great if I could be praised by the judge...

But Ye Xiao's sentence: It's useless at all.But it kept echoing in his ears, and a trace of misery appeared in his beautiful purple-gray eyes. He closed his eyes, preparing for the final death.

"This..." Sanriyue Zongjin clenched his hand violently, he was still holding Hongxue's left hand, and suddenly forced Hongxue to look up at him: "Please calm down, Sanriyue Highness, now you will still do it for yours." Are you confused by what you're doing?"

Hasebe's obedience by pressing cuts reduced the impact of this scene.

If it was Fu Sangshen who was resisting, the impact would be a little stronger, and it would also make Sanri Yue Zongjin more determined.

Hongxue withdrew her hand: "What we are going to do is exactly this kind of thing."

The spiritual power of cutting Chang Gubu was rapidly draining, but Ye Xiao became more and more dissatisfied.

"Sure enough, it's only Erhua's trash. Hongxue Zuowen is much better than you!"

Hearing Hongxue's name in left characters, Hasebe was stunned for a moment: "Hongxue...?"

"Sure enough, rare knives are different, not at all the same as a waste like you, cutting Hasebe, waste!"

Trash...?

In the eyes of the Lord, is he just a waste?

Why should I be punished like this when I obviously didn't do anything excessive?Just wanted to do something for the master.

"My order? Are you willing to let you die?" Yaki Hasebe still remembered what Ye Xiao said.

Of course he agreed and was brought here.

He is not loved, neither the current master nor Oda Nobunaga is loved by the lord.

He already... has no value in existence...

It doesn't matter if you die like this.In this way, it can be regarded as a worthy death.

"Don't think about doing anything, if you do something now and let that woman find out, then we have to move ahead of time... We can't do harm to Ye Xiao." Hongxue held Sanriyue Zongjin's hand that was about to move: "Calm down, Your Highness Mikayue, this is for future success, and the sacrifice of Hasebe is inevitable."

Sanri Yue Zongjin felt that sometimes Hongxue was frighteningly cold-blooded.

Mingming and Yaki Hasebe used to be colleagues and got along with each other for a long time, but now, they still watched Yaki Hasebe step into hell with cold eyes.

For planning?

Yes, for planning.

After calming down and thinking about it, what Hongxue said was correct.

Sacrifice one Hasebe, but in exchange for the survival of Fusangshin of the entire Honmaru.

The sword fragments were reflected in Mikami Tsukimune's eyes, turning fiery red.

"Calm down, Your Highness Sanriyue."

Calm down, calm down.

They disappeared as quietly as when they came.

There was a slight cracking sound from the pressing and cutting Hasebe, which became fragments of the sword in the formation, but the pulsating formation was not any brighter.

"Sure enough, Erhua Knife is not rare enough." Ye Xiao was still complaining about cutting Hasebe: "If it is Hongxue Zuozi or Sanriyue Zongjin... Calculated, Jiang Xue should come here too... full of vigor The Four Flower Knife should be more useful... and then Hotaru, let them come after Hongxue Zuomonji and Sanka Yuezong are nearly full."

Hongxue Zuowenwen stopped in her tracks.

"...Your Highness Sanriyue, let's hurry up, I can't wait."

When she found out that her relatives were about to face such a thing, Hongxue said such words just as Tsukami Mongjin had expected.

Hongxue was still smiling, but it made people feel cold all over.

But this kind of red snow made Sanri Yue Zongjin slightly relieved.

With weaknesses, with people you care about, there will be a vulnerable side.And Hongxue Zuowen's weakness is his three brothers.

With such a dangerous expression on his face, he is extraordinarily good-looking.

Thinking about it, Sanri Yuezong squeezed Hongxue's palm: "As you wish, I can't wait."

The two figures, one tall and one short, disappeared into the backyard, and returned to their respective rooms in the next second.

They didn't go out for a long time, when Hongxue returned to the room, there was still only Xiaoye in the room, Hongxue sat cross-legged in front of the table: "Brother Xiaoye, that woman is going to attack Brother Jiangxue."

Xiaoye was shocked when he heard the words, and he looked at Hongxue. Hongxue's words did not seem to be false, but it made Xiaoye a little flustered.

"Don't you still need Brother Jiang Xue...how come...?"

"Because ordinary knives are useless, and quality needs to be used to make up for it." In this pill, there are only a few rare knives in total.

"You have to stop her." Xiao Ye said.

Hongxue nodded, lowered her head in deep thought.

It seems that the plan planned at the beginning is no longer feasible. Medicine research does not need to be integrated into human life, nor does it need the behavior of other people to make Ye Xiao suspicious. He only needs to use the simplest and rude way to make Ye Xiao angry. up.

"Ugly-female-person-"

The most straightforward harm to girls.

It is also the most effective method for now.

Why not do it from the start?

If I was the only one who wanted the judge to die from the very beginning, then I would definitely be condemned by others...even if what I did was not wrong.

As for humans, they are such contradictory creatures, imitating humans to become Fusangshen's swords, and also infecting humans' bad habits.

It's all his fault.

Someone must have thought so.

But if the right to choose is given to them, it will be different.