The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Chapter 188 The Intertwined New Moon

"Xue..." Fulan murmured softly, and asked with a smile after a while: "Then, can I call you Xiaoxue?"

"Of course." The girl's pale face turned red, she glanced at Fran carefully, and asked, "Well... Excuse me, why did you pretend to be a man?"

"Well, because Token Fusangshen are all men, I don't want to attract too much attention. It's more convenient to dress up in men's clothing. You also said that I look a lot like Mikami Tsukimune, right?" The original blue was restored, and the hair color was changed to dark blue.

"Is this so? Does it look more like it?" Fran recalled the appearance of Mikazuki Zongjin, half-closed her eyelids, raised the corners of her lips, and showed a beautiful and blurred smile.

The girl blinked, and said honestly: "That... Mikazuki Zongjin seems to be a little taller, and then, he is wearing a blue safari suit and a gray skirt."

"Well..." Fran also blinked, and waved her hands indifferently: "Don't worry about those details, just treat me as the maverick Sanka Yuezong. He won't be wearing a set of clothes every day, right?"

"I... I don't know if I changed it or not, but it seems that the formation uniform has not changed. Although I am not sure, there is no Mikami Tsukimune in my original Honmaru." The girl explained in a low voice: "I haven't joined the job for a long time, that …The level of spiritual power is not high, so my Honmaru is full of Token Fusangshin, even so, I like everyone very much, and I cherish the time spent with them, but..." As she spoke, the girl His mood sank again.

"Okay, Xiaoxue." Fulan took the girl's hand and said softly, "Let's go, maybe we can see your companion soon."

"Hmm..." Xiaoxue looked up at Fran, and asked with some doubts: "But, how do we get out? There is an enchantment outside this room, and I can't get out."

Fran held the girl with one hand, and put the other on the sword. She drew the sword out of its sheath like lightning, and slashed at the translucent one-way barrier. A bright smile bloomed on her handsome face:

"Of course, let's force it out!"

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The translucent barrier was torn apart like a thin piece of paper, without making a single sound, but it struck heavily in the heart of Fusangshen in this pill.

"The god judge broke the barrier, how is this possible?!"

"What happened? Didn't the candlestick pass?"

"Could it be that Candlestick helped the God Judge escape?!"

"Hehe, that might be..." The man in blue, as beautiful as a crescent moon, folded his hands in his sleeves, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and said leisurely: "After all, even though we are all gathered in this deserted Honmaru, we are all together. You don't trust me, do you?"

"Sanriyue Palace." The purple-eyed boy with a calm temperament suddenly stood up, and said disapprovingly: "It's a bit inappropriate to say such things at this time, isn't it?"

"Hahahaha..." Sanri Yuezong smiled heartlessly: "Oh, I'm sorry, Yaoyan, the elderly just can't read the air, and the rigid thinking can only tell the truth."

He looked at the young man with a smile, and then asked: "Speaking of which, don't you need to go and have a look? I remember that there are a few little guys from Awataguchi who are not as stable as you. The spiritual power of the god judge is very important to your big brother." Is it important?"

The young man who was called to be a drug researcher took a close look at Sanri Yuezong, and left at a very fast speed.

The silver-white long-haired boy looked at Yaoken's disappearing back, then looked at Mikazuki Zongjin, blinked his clear red pupils and asked, "Sankayue, why are you always teasing them?"

Sanri Yuezong looked down at the boy, his always smiling face became calm, he lowered his eyelids slightly, and said lightly: "I just don't like their brothers and sisters."

The silver-haired and red-eyed boy frowned slightly, and his pretty and cute face showed a little maturity that didn't match his appearance: "San Riyue, are you venting your anger? Are you... blaming me?"

Sanri Yuezong sighed, bent down, stroked the boy's hair softly, and said gently: "Jianjian, I have never angered you, what do those things have to do with you? I just remembered that person. "

Jin Jian lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly: "But, he and I, after all..."

"Jinjian!" Sanriyue Zongjin interrupted the boy's words, and said seriously: "Jinjian, since he has undergone reforging and lost the memory of the past, let's let go of the past completely, and just be a carefree, lively and cheerful person. My little tengu is fine."

The boy raised his hand to lightly cover his chest, and looked blankly into the distance: "But, Sanriyue, can memories be let go, and feelings... can you let go too?"

Sanri Yuezong looked into the distance with his pair of blue pupils hiding the crescent moon, and replied indifferently: "Maybe it is possible, just as tangible things will eventually disappear, and invisible things cannot last forever..."

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"Let the head fall to the ground!" The sharp sword light pierced the air, and the extremely cold light was fleeting in the boy's blue pupils, and the lightning-fast movements were murderous.

"Be careful!" Amidst Xiaoxue's screams, Fulan held the sword in her hand and deftly blocked the young man's attack. The familiar sword moves made her unable to help but look at the young man in front of her a few more times.

A handsome young man with a black ponytail and a blue haori, who looks like a girl, holds a sword in his hand, and is full of arrogance when fighting.

'Is it Yamato Shou'an that Kiyomitsu mentioned? Fran raised her eyebrows, with her backhand, she blocked several subsequent attacks one after another, and said with a smile: "Oh, the raging wolf cub? If you want my head, this level is not enough. "

"Lan!" In the criss-crossing of swords, lights and swords, Xiaoxue's pupils shrank sharply, and she couldn't help reminding.

From the corner of her eye, Fran glanced at a few figures that were about to move in the hiding place, and her smile deepened: "Haha, are there any other little guys? This level of stealth is not good!" Fran guarded the girl while keeping peace with Yamato While fighting, he comforted Xiaoxue: "It's okay, Xiaoxue, as long as you hold my hand, you are safe, don't worry, don't worry."

Finally, the figure hidden in the shadow finally moved, like a jet of black light, the short-haired boy with a short knife swung towards Fulan.

"Wow, armor-piercing knives are rare, but the speed is too slow." Fran hit the short-haired boy with a staggered elbow, changed her footsteps, and kicked the boy flying with her knees up. go.Immediately afterwards, with a twist of his right wrist holding the Taidao, Yamato Shuan Ding, who was in front of him, was forced back a few meters away.

"Stop!" Yaken Toshiro, who finally arrived, shouted in a deep voice after seeing several short-sword boys who wanted to come forward to help.

The movement of the boy with short knives paused, and he looked at Yaken with a serious face in unison. Even Yamato Shou'an, who wanted to continue attacking, stopped temporarily, but looked coldly at Yaken who suddenly appeared with a pair of blue eyes.

"Your Excellency Sanriyue, are you the sword of this god judge Honmaru? Wait...you!" The expression of the purple-eyed boy became extremely shocked in an instant, and incredible was written in his constricted pupils.

Fulan glanced at the dagger in the purple-eyed boy's hand, and suddenly realized: "It's you, you're born to be a god!"

Yaken Toshiro's hand holding the dagger trembled a little, he stared at Fran in a correct way, and whispered softly: "This...how is it possible?"

Yamato Mamoru looked at Fran vigilantly, and asked in a cold voice: "Yakukenden, what's going on? You know him?! Look carefully, this guy is not a good person. The sword in his hand is Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada! "

"What?!" The short-knife boys who looked like primary school students who came out of the stealth gasped, and at the same time clenched the short knives, looking at Fulan with a hostile expression.

Fulan also suddenly realized: "Oh, so he is Yi Zhenguangzhong, I said why does he look a little familiar." Very useful!"

Yao Yan held the dagger tightly in his hand, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?!"

Flan tilted her head slightly, and replied: "Is this important? I'm just here to take Xiaoxue away. Well, maybe I can beat you up by the way. Anyway, I'm just venting my anger. Well, you have three swords here." Knife? I kind of want to focus on "taking care" of them."

Yamato Moran Ding let out a sneer: "The rebellious ones should be wiped out!" Then he slashed at Fulan again.

"Clang!" The piercing sound of blades intersecting sounded, but one of the blades did not belong to the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada in Fran's hand, but belonged to a shiny short knife in the hands of a boy with long white hair.The little boy who rushed into the battlefield seemed to have grown a pair of wings, and the tall clogs and complicated clothing did not affect his swift movements like the wind.

"Imaken, what are you doing? Are you crazy?!" Yamato Shou Anding, who was stopped, asked coldly.

The boy standing in front of Fran tightly held the dagger in his hand, looking ready to fight, and his bright red pupils were full of cold and sharp murderous aura.

The boy is no longer lively and cute as before, and his delicate face with baby fat is covered with frost. The crisp voice of a teenager reveals a bit of seriousness and coldness: "I won't allow anyone to hurt her!"

'Is he Jinjian? Fran looked at the boy standing in front of her with a horizontal knife, and her eyes fell on his white hair and height, feeling a little unbelievable.

"Hehe, why didn't I see you protecting that god judge before? Didn't your Santiao family always stay out of it?! Sure enough, what is the relationship between this guy and Mikazuki Zongjin?" Yamato Shou'an sneered.

Imaken's eyelids drooped slightly, half covering his bright red pupils. He slightly changed his angle, taking into account the warning of Awataguchi in the other direction, and replied in a deep voice: "The judge has nothing to do with me."

"Oh, it seems to be very lively." Another voice sounded, leisurely as if it was not on the battlefield that was about to explode.

A handsome young man with blue hair and blue clothes came on the wind, his dreamy eyes and smiling mouth made his face seem to glow.

The young man stood not far away with his arms folded, staring at Fran from a distance, and greeted softly:

"Okay, I won't see you..."

"...My lord."

The author has something to say: Wake up early and post late~

Yesterday a little angel said that she drew a fanart for Fulan, and Nishang was so moved~ Nishang originally wanted to draw Fulan's character design by herself, but I have been working on it. I didn't expect to have such support from my friends. I am so happy.Regarding the Weibo question, because Nishang wants to write original light novels later on, how can light novels not match illustrations?So when it comes to light novels, there should be more illustrations, but you know that the app can't put pictures orz.It was originally planned that after the book is finished, it will be released on Weibo for interested readers to see the illustrations.Now that some little angels have shared their paintings, then Nishang will post it on Weibo (Neshang’s private account, although there is nothing in it) later, if you are interested, you can go and have a look, um, let Nishang receive it The two fan pictures of the little angels are ready, one is the original drawing of the cover picture, and the other is a new drawing of the little angels of id Melbourne Night.Fran's character design, let's do it when I'm on mid-term vacation~