[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Chapter 277

After being abused in the name of the first phase, Tsurumaru lay on his back on the floor, the sweat oozing from his forehead flowed directly to the floor along the gap between the hair strands, and he drew a large font in a short while.

"Ah Phase I, if you found out that you did something bad with good intentions, how would you feel?"

Yizhen cast a skeptical look in the past: "Could it be that the matter entrusted to you by the judge of the gods has gone wrong? Now start to rescue the soldiers, and declare in advance that I will not help you."

I don't know how many things have piled up on my hands, and if I help another troublemaker to clean up the mess, I can die suddenly in one phase.

"Of course not, okay?" Tsurumaru smiled, "Of course the matter entrusted to me by the judge will be resolved satisfactorily. After all, I'm his fusangshen. If this little matter can't be resolved, next time I'll mess with you." It’s embarrassing to ask him for help if you’re in big trouble.”

"Your words are unacceptable."

So Yiqi shook a towel and covered Tsurumaru's face: "Since you still want to lie down, I'll go back first. The younger brothers seem to be very afraid that something will happen to me, so I have to go back to appease you." .”

"go Go."

Tsurumaru waved his hand in disgust: "You damn brother."

"Let's compete together next time."

Smile and smile, and remind yourself not to lose your composure.

People who do bad things with good intentions will probably be divided into two categories according to the person who did it.

If you are the nervous one, you may not realize that you have done something bad, and you are still proud of your original fortune; but if you are too sensitive, you will only blame yourself more and more in the infinite review.

Alas, I really don't want to say that I am a sensitive character.

Tsurumaru pushed all the bangs up, revealing a smooth forehead, obviously the mustaches of the same cultivator can grow horns, why did he work hard for so long and still get no reward at all.

In this world now, doesn't even the fallen Fusangshen cultivator have a clear expression?

It's really hopeless.

Because of one of his own good intentions, Mikazuki, Ishikirimaru, and Taro Tachi were forced to embark on the path of cultivating demons. No matter how much Tsurumaru finds reasons for himself, he will be tortured by huge guilt.

If it weren't for his good opinion, the god judges would definitely be able to dispel the demonic energy on them. Even though it has been clearly stated that Sankayue is the sword that Honmaru has fallen into the deepest, it is more suitable for him than purification and repairing demons, Tsurumaru still thinks it is own fault.

Swapping the positions of the two people, Tsurumaru thought, if he had the chance to be purified, but he was forced to go on the path of cultivating demons by his companions, he would definitely become a blowfish and would not be able to forgive the other party no matter what .

So what kind of mood did Sanriyue and the others face themselves?

In the dead of night, Tsurumaru would always inevitably think of this question.

Especially compared to the past, I seem to love making troubles more - but it can be counted as being troubled - such a me, they can still tolerate it...

Could it be that my companions are actually the invincible Madonna of the White Lotus?

Holding his arms and rubbing them twice, Tsurumaru felt the belated coolness, all the heat after exercise evaporated, and what was finally held in the palm of his hand was his familiar coolness.

Hey, it was originally a sword, how could it become a warm baby? I was thinking about some strange things.

Patting his own face, Tsurumaru let himself show his usual smiling face again, and he walked briskly out, recalling in his mind the different faces of the spokespersons of the big and small families that had been negotiating recently.

Human beings really love to dig traps in words. They are as alert as Tsurumaru, and sometimes they are trapped.

However, after being tricked, his memory will grow, and the most useful thing he has learned from Cang Li, who has been tricked by Tsurumaru the most times, is that whoever has the biggest fist is the one to listen to, and if you don't agree, try a fight?

Even stupid people with a brain the size of a walnut would not dare to compare their own lives with those of Fu Sangshen, who are so powerful, so they can only suffer this loss abruptly, saying that yes, yes, yes, it is indeed too windy, so Everyone didn't catch what the other said, so we started all over again.

Hypocritical and funny, that's Tsurumaru's comment on them.

Watching a group of people secretly hate their teeth but can't do anything is really the best appetizer.It was only then that Tsurumaru knew why Cangli had looked at them with such a smile. Looking in the mirror, Tsurumaru saw the same curvature on his face as that of the judge.

Does the object resemble the main character?What an unsatisfying conclusion.

Sometimes Tsurumaru would think about what kind of person he used to be, but he was horrified to find that he didn't seem to remember it at all, as if his life had been completely refreshed and restarted since he came into contact with Cangli. It was treated as garbage and sent to the non-recyclable area.

Ah, this feigned panic expression is ugly enough.

After commenting on his own performance, Tsurumaru rubbed his chin. How about some pranks today? He has played too many routines. Everyone in Honmaru already has a mysterious sixth sense for his tricks, and they overwhelmed him. The huge boxes can perfectly avoid the deep pit in front of you, which is amazing.

Hitting his head, Tsurumaru always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important, but this thought was quickly overwhelmed by various complicated affairs, and he couldn't make waves anymore.

"Master God Judge! I'm back!"

Five Tigers Tui's face was flushed, and his eyes were twinkling and shining: "Today's daily mission of Fang Ruanhua's subordinates to attack them has been completed. I am wondering whether to give them a new enemy."

"As long as you feel happy."

Cangli praised him sincerely. He was able to play so many tricks with that simple little machine. superior.

"Then send the enemy numbered 95 to harass them."

Pulling out a book, Five Tigers turned back to the page just mentioned, on which was printed a long and thin elf with sharp knives all over his joints.

"But this feeling is similar to that of the real elves." Wu Hu retreated and pinched the dummy in front of him, especially those poisoned sharp blades, and checked them one by one, for fear that his negligence would cause the plan to abort.

After going through the first small task of talking harshly, Cangli, out of some unspeakable mentality, led the five tigers back together and artificially created many problems for the challengers on the opposite side of the mainland.

"I know." Five Tigers responded obediently by raising their hands, "My lord is just to train them. After all, with their current strength, it will be very difficult to defeat the next enemy."

"...You are right."

Cang Li, who was still a little bit guilty, immediately corrected his behavior, and developed it openly. From the beginning of the illusory silhouette, to the real dummy now, when the dummy is sent out, the five tigers retreat with a game console In the latter operation, in a short period of time, his hand speed has soared to a terrifying value.

"Quiet, I was thinking, should I send someone into the dream to have a double blow?"

"Hmm." Five Tigers retreated seriously, "It's already tiring enough to fight monsters during the day, and if they don't rest well at night, will it affect their health?"

Seriously considering the health of the heroes, the retreat was super cute, and Cang Li couldn't help rubbing against the short knife.

"That's all."

Cangli let go of Qing Xingdeng, which he was originally looking for, but that’s okay, once this special monster is seen by Fu Sangshen, they must know that it is their own god judge who has been doing things behind the scenes, so what they did before Covering completely loses its effect.

Qing Xingdeng, who was let off, immediately ran out non-stop. The experience of being locked up in a small black room for no reason was really terrible. Now she urgently needs to see some beautiful things to calm her mind.

Hey, that aqua-haired guy over there seems pretty good, huh?

He even has nightmares after watching horror movies, what a cute kid.

Qing Xingdeng shook her own lamp and landed beside Yi Yizhen. She poked the transparent bubble protruding from the opponent's head, pulled out a thread and connected it to her own lamp.

"Hope is a delicious story."

My concubine likes stories the most.

I closed my eyes, and my soul was gradually pulled closer to the lamp.

Completely unaware that he was able to trap his capable subordinates with a random trick, Cangli expressed his strong support for the unrestrained design of the five tigers' retreat, and boasted that there is nothing I can't do in Haikou, only you can't think of it.

Then secretly read the book and make up lessons by myself, for fear that one day I will show a surprised look in my eyes, revealing my impoverished inner self, and even not being able to tell where the dummy made by my subordinates came from, which is a dereliction of duty.

So these two people, one is to open the eyes of the judges and open their minds, and the other is to keep calm and recharge themselves crazily. It is obviously a relaxed and happy play time in another world, which has abruptly turned into a journey of learning and exploration. The change made people couldn't help wiping away their tears.

"And I always feel that there are people watching, do you have this feeling?"

Putting down the game console in his hand, the villain who was originally operated by Cang Li was immediately cut off by his mustache because of the slight incoherence in his movements. After spitting out Lao Gao's blood, he scattered into mud and became a part of the ground.

"Although I don't feel it, if it's what you say, my lord, it will definitely not go wrong."

The Five Tigers retreated in a short pause before the exit of the Cangli question, and then made a big move, and then let the dummy blew himself up holding the brave man. was seriously injured, but did not lose his life.

Cangli: What?So there is such an operation? !

"But this gaze is not malicious..." Frowning, Cangli felt that this was what troubled him the most. Simply being watched for the sake of observation always made him feel like an animal performing in a zoo. , was whipped to the stage by a small whip and stepped on a big ball.

If that's the case, let's make a big one.

"Retire, tomorrow we will wipe them all out."

The picture that appeared in front of the two of them was a group of people with extremely serious expressions after experiencing the sudden attack just now.

"My biggest dream is actually..." The brave man looked at Hikakiri's face, his eyes gradually lost focus, "I..."

Mustache didn’t even look at him, but instead rummaged through his pockets: “Where did I put the special medicine given by Yaoyan last time, brother Wan, did I put it in your place, don’t hide it at this time , the brave man will really bleed to death if the delay continues."

Then we can't go back at all.

"Hmph." Knee Wan calculated the time, and stuffed the special medicine into the opponent's mouth one second before the brave man lost consciousness.

The little pastor's eyes flickered for a moment, and in the next second he threw himself on the brave man's body and began to cry bitterly. His words seemed to accuse Mustache, and there was a strong air of why he was injured so badly because you could obviously save him.

"Then let's go separately."

Hidekiri shrugged indifferently: "You are too weak, you still talk a lot, especially you, the loudest."

The little pastor cried even more bitterly.