Sanchū Sōjin put on his robe and slowly walked out of the room.

"It's rare to see you come out early in the morning in your combat attire."

Asakamaru, who was sitting in front of his door and admiring the scenery, took a sip of tea. He turned around and greeted with a smile, "Good day, Sanri Yue Temple."

"Good day, Asakamaru Palace," Sanchū Sōjin looked at the entrance of This Pill, "Is there a guest?"

"Yes."

Asakamaru held the teacup in his hand and stared at the dense fog. He smiled and said, "It's a good thing for you to end this as soon as possible."

Sanchū was silent for a long time before he let out a soft sigh.

The guests were Junka Hoshino and her first team.

The one who opened the door for them was the unpolarized Snickersnee, Five Tigers Retreat.

This Fu Mourning God, who had a mighty name, was actually gentle and timid. At first, he was scared by them.

But Where Does He See Bone?

Snuggling Shan Rabbit?

Hydra?

Lu Chu of Tan Pan?

[Footwork?

A clever twist

"I really didn't expect to see Bone.

Slack Rabbit?

Whoosh!

Do you recite the Buddhist scriptures in a veil?

Brawl?

Xing Cuddling Foolish Neon Zheng?

What about the corpse of Muai in Diwan?

When one is relaxed, one can devise a plan.

"… Yeah."

"Then he's really lucky," the Five Tigers Retreat's face revealed a happy and envious smile, "Then, is Brother Ichiqi here too?"

"Yes, Brother One is now the captain of Team Two."

"This is great!"

Bone?

Molt?

Are you kidding me?

What?

Just Li Kun?

Mu Sijun

"Eh." The Five Tigers Retreat blinked blankly as they watched the little tiger in their arms climb onto Bone?

Armory solicitation?

Block Bone-breaking Dam Ω per second?

Mo San K suddenly felt like it was time to summon a bird to unload the offerings and blow the straw?

What?

Cong You Huai 3 Luo Niu?

Hard shackles?

Hand in Hand

To this, bone?

Xing Cuddling Together Gradually Recovering

"Where are the other brothers?"

The Five Tigers Retreat's tone became cheerful again. "They're all doing the inside job. Bone?

Slack off?

Liquid Eight?

Gun?

Base!

Piti Bull?

Bone?

To support and support each other?

Hum???

Knock and fold according to Kenner!

"Retreating has a strong sense of dissonance," he said calmly, "and there are traces of spells left behind."

Chirping Fox nodded silently.

"Inquisitors who use curses are not rare. In the past year, the government has dealt with three cases of Inquisitors using curses," Junka frowned, "but the Five Tigers Retreat's attitude towards me is very strange."

There was no curiosity, no fear, it was complete disregard.

Whether it was when he opened the door or when he ran to call for his brothers, from the beginning to the end, it seemed that he only had eyes for Chirping Fox and Bone?

Little?

Did he miss his brothers too much?

Or was there another reason?

The sound of Jiang Xuezuo Text's chanting stopped.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the grass in front of him.

Little Ye Zuo Wenwen, who was covered in wounds, stood there with his head lowered. Blood dripped down drop by drop and soaked the ground.

"It's an illusion."

Jiang Xue whispered a scripture and muttered to himself, "This world is full of sorrow … Is it incurable?"

It was not the first time he saw Little Ye covered in wounds and unable to reach out.

[Brother … Brother Jiang Xue …] Little Ye's hoarse voice sounded, [Inquisitors … are all fake. Run, run …]

After saying this, the illusion shattered like glass.

A healthy and normal Little Ye Zuo Wenwen stood in front of Jiang Xue. His eyes were full of emotions and his face was red.

"Brother Jiang Xue, can you come and see Brother Zong San?"

Jiang Xuezuo Text looked at Junka with an inquiring gaze.

On the other hand, the Five Tigers Retreat ran over with Shiro Anatō, Toshiro Akita, and Toshiro Maeda. They looked at Chirping Fox and Bone?

'Xie You, Zheng Jiu Ba Dan?'

Slack?

Spring buttocks and yellow buttocks!

This scene really made one's hair stand on end.

If this was a deliberate trap, the purpose of the person who set it up was self-evident.

Using the feelings between the swords to separate them so that they could be defeated one by one.

Even if the swords were not at ease to be separated from their masters, the masters would agree to leave their swords behind out of tactical considerations and confidence in their strength.

What would happen if she did not agree?

Junka carefully observed Chirping Fox and Bone?

Xing Yaoao?

Yaona?

Bloody Illusion Collision Season End Knock Sac Trace Dam Wash Ferocious Pregnancy Twist Bake Ting Ba Dan?

Yun Jian Barium Mold?

Ying Qiedi Surname Ying Jiao Du 5 Imitating Father Mei Shubao?

Jiao Du 1 Old Quarrel

They also wanted to stay and find out what happened.

It would be best if they could defeat them one by one before their lord encountered real danger, meet up with their lord, and bring valuable information to their lord.

Therefore, this was not a conspiracy, but an open one.

Understanding this point, Junka Hoshino helplessly reminded them, "Be careful and come back on time."

"Yes."

"… You be careful too."

Watching their backs gradually disappear, Jinjian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Master, you won't leave me behind and leave by yourself, right?"

"I won't," Chun Xia answered easily and firmly.

"Okay!"

Jinjian hugged her tightly and turned to Komusubi, saying, "Let's go find Sanchū, he must know the inside story!"

"Eh?" Komusubi raised his eyebrows in surprise, "This Pill is connected to Bone?

Xie Ji?

Enough Fishy?

Zhao Lu Jun

"I can feel him."

Jinjian, who was the oldest, had a natural look on his face. He hurriedly pulled Komusubi, "Don't waste time, come with me. By the way, master, see you later."

"See you later."

Junka Hoshino smiled and sent them off. She turned to look at Tarō Tarō and teased, "In the end, you're the only one by my side."

Tarō Tarō sighed softly, "You were the one who allowed them to leave first."

Then, he reached out and gently touched Junka's head, "Don't worry, I won't suddenly disappear on the way."

"Really, Tarō is still so gentle."

Junka Hoshino looked up. The sky above This Pill was clear and clear. A few white clouds floated leisurely, like a white boat drifting in the lake.

"It looks full of vitality, but it's actually dead."

Junka closed her eyes and felt the fluctuation of spiritual power in the air, "Spiritual power doesn't lie … This Pill's Wanya Sakura probably hasn't bloomed for a long time."

Every This Pill had a Wanya Sakura, which was a direct reflection of the spiritual power of This Pill, and the spiritual power of This Pill was provided by the Divine Inquisitor.

Therefore, it could be said that if the Divine Inquisitor was in good condition, the Wanya Sakura would naturally bloom at the right time, and vice versa.

The connection between the Wanya Sakura and This Pill could not be cut off.

The Government of the Hour would send a commissioner to visit This Pill every quarter, and one of the important contents was to check on the Wanya Sakura.

"Tarō, do you have any thoughts?" Junka asked.

Tarō Tarō pondered for a moment and said faintly, "The traces of the curse on the Five Tigers Retreat, the illusion of the words on Xiao Yezuo, the almost indifferent attitude of the swords in This Pill to you, and the faint aura of darkness.

Main Hall, is the place where we are the real This Pill? "

"Just like Silent Hill?" Junka Hoshino said casually.

"…"

"It's really strange."

She expressed her understanding of Tarō Tarō's guess, "But who is this fake peace for?"

They were now standing at the place where the bell was usually rung inside This Pill.

Logically speaking, at this time, the valet should have rung the bell to gather the Fu Mourning God and issue the arrangements on behalf of the Divine Inquisitor.

However, This Pill was silent at this moment. Not to mention the valet, except for the few swords they saw just now, the other swords were nowhere to be seen.

If they wanted to pretend, why didn't they pretend to be more realistic?

"Let's go, Tarō." Junka narrowed her eyes, "Let's go to the forging room."

"Sanri Yue Temple, the guest has gone to the forging room." Asakamaru poured a cup of tea for Sanchū Sōjin, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Asakamaru Temple …" Sanchū sighed, "I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

"You can't hold on anymore, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have exposed your flaws."

Asakamaru looked at the distant sky. Black clouds swept over, but they were firmly blocked outside the barrier.

"It's still too difficult to gather the aura of darkness by myself."

The three suns and moons followed his gaze and said calmly, "Locking them before the great change. This is the only thing I can do right now."

Without waiting for Asakamaru to answer, he said, "I'm going to find that one."

"There's blood outside the door. Main Hall, please be careful."

Tarō Tarō quickly blocked in front of Junka Hoshino, drew the sword at his waist, and then opened the door of the forging room.

"Strong resentment and unwillingness." Junka, who was firmly protected behind him, muttered.

"There's no danger for now." Tarō Tarō sheathed his sword and turned to the side.

The scene in the room was unobstructed.

The broken body of the Bladesmith was nailed to the wall, blood splattering everywhere.

The remains of the swords were scattered all over the forging room, and a few broken swords were stabbed into the ground at an angle. The hilts were already covered in dried blood.

— — The Graveyard of Swords.

"The sword on the Bladesmith should belong to the Divine Inquisitor."

As a divine sword, Tarō Tarō was not afraid of the mysterious and evil aura on the Bladesmith. "The Bladesmith was killed by the Divine Inquisitor in one strike."

Without the Bladesmith, there was no way to forge another sword.

"Jiang Xuezuo Text, One Period One Rise, Chirping Fox, Kendo Shiro, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Candlestick Tachibana …" Junka Hoshino counted them one by one, and finally stopped in front of the only sword that was completely preserved, One Vibration, and read out its name.

"— — Sanchū Sōjin."

"It shouldn't be the kind of dark depravity we encountered before."

She concluded, "It's not the Divine Inquisitor who went crazy because he couldn't forge a good sword, but the Divine Inquisitor who planned to kill all the swords."

Tarō Tarō did not seem to expect this explanation. He was stunned.

This was a decisive battle.

Almost all the swords in This Pill participated in the battle.

However, their opponent was not the enemy, but the Divine Inquisitor who personally forged them and chose to completely destroy them.

Most of the short swords had been protected.

Other than Kendo Shiro, none of the short swords in This Pill had been refined.

They were blocked outside and could only watch the cruel battle in the room. They watched as their brothers and companions, who had been with them day and night, fell one by one, humiliated, and broken …

"Ahhhhhh —"