Kouyori Koumaru's voice was getting lower and lower. In the end, almost no one heard what he said.

The rest of the Fu Mourning God who were watching only thought that he saw an old friend, and his emotions inevitably fluctuated, so they didn't notice his momentary abnormality.

However, as one of the main characters, Jinjian, who had always been cold and indifferent, suddenly bent down and suddenly approached the white crane.

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God narrowed his eyes slightly. When he lowered his head, his incredibly soft long hair slid down the side of his face.

The strands of hair inadvertently brushed past Koumaru Koumaru's hand that was holding the sword, bringing an itchy and cold touch, as if he was holding a pool of water or a cloud of fog.

Koumaru Koumaru stiffened for a second, then suddenly shook off his hand and stumbled back a few steps —

Too, too close!!!

Caught off guard, he met the shining golden eyes of the Fu Mourning God, and the cold and soft touch of the long hair seemed to remain.

Koumaru Koumaru was now like a crane that had a basin of cold water poured over his head, and then he was frightened.

Under the vague illusion, she could almost imagine his fluffy wings exploding.

So almost without thinking, Koumaru Koumaru hurriedly retreated a few meters.

In the process, he perfectly showed clumsiness that didn't match his figure. His high agility was completely wasted, and even at the last moment, he almost tripped over his right foot.

— — Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, he just appeared a few minutes ago, right?

In the end, he didn't have the chance to make a handsome appearance that he had prepared early, but instead showed such a panicked and embarrassed ugly appearance …?

— — QAQ

This can be said to be very cruel.:)

"Koumaru Koumaru, are … are you okay?"

Pharmacist Toshiro protected his brother who was almost knocked down by the white crane, then frowned and asked half helplessly and half worriedly.

Koumaru Koumaru, who seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, slowly came back to his senses.

He seemed to have realized that his reaction was a little too extreme, so he deliberately avoided Jinjian's gaze, and calmly tidied up his messy robe.

"Why did you suddenly come over? You really scared me. Hahaha."

Koumaru Koumaru raised the corner of his lips and scratched his cheek with his fingertips.

Jinjian glanced at him meaningfully, then slowly straightened his body, and said, "In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I'll explain — —"

"You and I are not in the same timeline..."

Koumaru Koumaru slightly widened his eyes....... do you mean ….. is? "

The white crane seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at Jinjian's..........

There was no doubt, it was an extremely, beautiful sword, it was perfect and almost sharp....

Of course, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword, the sword was was not long was was.

Koumaru looked remaru looked back ''s body again.

He was only reclaimed by the Government of Time after completing his own "history."

Even if Shi Zheng tried his best to restore him to his peak state, that was too long. In the end, it still left an indelible mark of vicissitudes on the Tachi named Tachi Kuniei.

With this comparison, the truth seemed to become clear.

"Can, can I ask …?"

The crane, who was disappointed not long ago, suddenly became energetic because of his own guess, "What time are you now?"

Jinjian was silent for a moment, then replied lightly, "I was born, only a month ago."

— — One month … Only one month?!

— — That means …

Koumaru Koumaru couldn't help but raise the corner of his lips, his golden eyes were amazingly bright.

"It's not that I don't remember, but I haven't met you yet."

Jinjian looked at Koumaru's smug look, inexplicably unhappy, so he said, "Maybe you met me, but you might not remember."

"No, you will remember me."

The white crane's voice was clear and elegant, and said very seriously, "I will not let you forget."

Koumaru Koumaru looked like he still wanted to say something, but the rest of the Fu Mourning God, who were watching the show calmly, couldn't stay calm at this moment.

"Wait a minute, so … You are not the Fu Mourning God that the Time Government has a new contract with?"

The Fu Mourning God realized that the Fu Mourning God in front of them might not be their new partner.

Instead, it was very likely that he was Jinjian's "enemy."

After all, the Time Government rejected all existences that were separated from history.

And now, Jinjian, who hadn't finished his "history", was obviously the person who shouldn't be here.

The only possibility was that Jin Jianqiang had barged in here.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, Jinjian just broke the barrier that bound them, which could explain a lot of problems.

But it was probably because the other party's behavior was so natural and undisguised, and because the current government did not react to it at all, that everyone, whether intentionally or unintentionally, ignored this point.

But now, after Jinjian clearly admitted that he was an uninvited guest that was separated from his own history, all the hidden uneasiness was put under the light in the end.

— — Their positions were suddenly reversed.

The Fu Mourning God, who couldn't escape anymore, slowly straightened their expressions.

Tsurimaru Kuni noticed the changes in his companions, and immediately changed his expression, blocking in front of Jinjian.

The white crane slowly glanced at everyone, and then smiled perfunctorily, "Don't be so serious, it's rare to be let out for a breath of fresh air, why don't you relax a little?"

As he said, his voice gradually lowered, revealing a bit of warning and seriousness, "I will never forgive the guy who ruins the atmosphere."

The whole library seemed to be frozen for a moment.

Then, someone took the lead to chuckle, "How scary, Tsurimaru Kuni."

Smiling Qing Jiang lifted a strand of hair, and the curve of his lips was charming and frivolous, "We are not blind and stupid, we can't bite the hand that feeds us.

Besides — — "

He stared at the Fu Mourning God not far away, and the smile on his lips deepened, sincere and seductive, "It's too unromantic to make a move on such a beauty."

"Qing Jiang Hall is right."

Ichijin, who was surrounded by a group of short swords, nodded in agreement.

It was just unknown whether he agreed with the first sentence or the second sentence.

And beside him, the circle of childlike short swords were carefully peeking at Jinjian from time to time.

Their cheeks were red for some reason, and their eyes were so bright that it was scalding.

Just after Ichijin finished speaking, the short swords seemed to be impatient, and immediately said, "That's right, that's right, Ichijin is right!"

The Five Tigers Retreat, who were half a beat slower because of Momo, nervously hugged their little tigers, and then said with tears in their eyes, "I think Jinjian is a good person … Sob … Everyone, please … please don't bully him …"

This unbelievably pure white short swords had an unparalleled good impression of the Fu Mourning God, who had rescued them from the shackles.

"… Pfft, hahahaha!"

Just in the short gap of everyone's silence, a voice suddenly interrupted, and laughed without hiding it.

"Aniga!"

Kishimaru looked at the gazes gathered from all directions, and said with incomparable exhaustion and anxiety, and reminded the young man standing in front of him, "Don't, don't laugh, everyone is looking over!"

"I-I'm sorry … Because it's really too interesting …"

The Minamoto clan's treasure, who was inexplicably poked at the funny point, couldn't stop the laughter from spreading in his eyes for a long time, "Oh, this is the first time I've heard that someone would be afraid of Jinjian being bullied … Don't you think it's super funny, little brother Kishimaru?"

"It's Kishimaru, brother!"

"Eh, is that so?"

As usual, Kishimaru ignored his brother's tearless gaze, and turned to look at Jinjian not far away, "Oh, I know you don't remember, so I'll introduce myself. I'm Kishimaru from the Minamoto clan, and the one beside me is …"

"I'm Kishimaru."

Before his brother could come up with another strange name, Kishimaru immediately finished his sentence.

Then, Kishimaru looked at Jinjian not far away and bowed slightly, "Although it hasn't happened yet, Aniga and I are actually considered your friends."

Why did he say "considered" and not a definite "yes"?

Because in the distant past, every time Kishimaru saw the Sanjo brothers, he would be stimulated by their sweet personality.

When he returned home, Aniga would always have a "what's your name, little brother?" look on his face …

There would be no hurt without comparison.

Kishimaru's cool expression indicated that he didn't want to talk.

Kishimaru didn't understand why his brother was crying for no reason. He just leaned lazily against the wall and asked half curiously and half confusedly, "You've already rescued the Sanjo clan's swords, so why did you come back?"

Kishimaru knew Jinjian very well, and naturally knew that he wasn't the kind of person who liked to help others, nor did he have excessive sympathy.

Especially when he knew that this Jinjian hadn't gotten to know them, so his action of coming back was a little strange.

Jinjian didn't answer. He just turned around coldly, "You're free now.

Whether you leave or stay is your own business. "

At this moment, these swords' spirits in a free state were enough to make Shi Zheng even more anxious.

Of course, this was just an appetizer he gave Shi Zheng … Since he had the courage to provoke him, he had to be prepared to bear the consequences.

With this in mind, Jinjian tilted his head slightly and said to the swords that were still hesitating, "I've always believed that there's nothing that can't be changed, whether it's the future or the past."

Traveling through time and space, parallel worlds, causality chains, cosmic entropy …

If you're strong enough, why can't you change it?