"Kiyomi - can you really fly a spaceship -"

"You don't trust me, An Ding..."

"But——our spaceship is crashing now——!"

"This is obviously my prince's airship!"

Yamato-no-kami Yasunari clung tightly to the railing of the spaceship that had already caught fire. Because of the fall, they were unable to talk properly in a normal state. Even though they were only a few steps apart, they had to shout to each other.

Kashuu Kiyomitsu looked innocent: "I don't know either - I just pressed the red button on it -"

The green-skinned alien screamed: "That's a self-destruct device!!!"

Noticing the condemning and unbelieving look on Yamato-mori Yasunari's face, Kashuu Kiyomitsu looked even more aggrieved: "Who told them to put the red button so conspicuous? I couldn't help it, I just pressed it!"

If this wasn't the partner he had chosen, Yamatomori Yasunari would really want to speak out his own fighting voice.

"Anyway——let's survive first——!"

Falling in the universe is really a very terrible thing. The only lucky thing is that Yamatomori Yasunari squinted his eyes and noticed that their landing point was the blue planet.

Yamatomori Yasunari subtly glanced at the location of his little friend. If he didn't know that this was not a cute thing, the other party would never have taken the initiative to do so. He really suspected that this was planned by the other party.

There is a layer of protective coating on the outside of the spaceship, which is a scientific principle that the two swords cannot explain at present - since there are aliens, it is normal for them to have some strange special abilities, right?

So even though the tail of the spaceship was still on fire, it actually did not affect the two swordsmen and two aliens who were now inside the spaceship.

Well, of course, some dumb prince's collection of dangerous pets probably has no chance of surviving.

The ship kept falling—falling—

"It's too slow. Why haven't we reached the earth yet?" Kashuu Kiyomitsu yawned while holding the railing. Compared to the uncontrollable inertia at the beginning, their bodies have now naturally accustomed to this chaotic feeling of suspension.

"No, Kiyomitsu, no one can get used to this feeling so quickly." Yamatomori pointed at the two aliens who were already spitting rainbows from their mouths, "But it's really slow..."

At this moment, the scenery outside the window finally changed. It was no longer the magnificent stars of the universe, but the blue sky of the earth that the two swords were more familiar to the dead gods.

"But it's dark now, and I can't see where the blue is."

"Don't worry too much about these details~"

As he said this, Kashuai Kiyomitsu suddenly felt a jolt. He asked in surprise, "Eh, are we on the ground so soon?"

"Qingguang! Look out the window!"

"What is this?!"

A group of vine-like things that made people's backs shiver almost surrounded their spaceship in an instant. Although it did not touch him, Kashuu Kiyomitsu still shuddered, "Wow, how disgusting!"

Without even thinking, the two sword masters, each holding an alien, suddenly jumped out of the spaceship that they had long regarded as waste.

At this moment, the self-destruct mode that had been delayed finally remembered its purpose, and just after they left the explosion range, it suddenly exploded along with the flames.

"It's so scary, luckily we ran fast." Kashuai Qingguang threw the alien in his hand aside and took a step back.

"Don't play with such dangerous things next time." Yamato-no-mori Yasunari repeated California Kiyomitsu's actions, threw the green alien out, and then scanned the environment here: "Compared to this, Kiyomitsu, it seems that we accidentally entered someone else's battlefield."

The flames from the explosion were blazing, and even though the tentacles that hooked the spaceship deviated and fell into the lake, they still spontaneously combusted on the water surface. There were even some parts that had not completely fallen off halfway, and now they exploded directly in the air into a dazzling firework.

The ship that was passing by the spaceship was a huge ship. On it, several people were looking in their direction in shock.

And that tentacle... "Is it actually a knife?!" Kashuu Kiyomitsu widened his eyes and murmured, "This is the first time I know that a knife can change into that form..."

He repeated again: "How disgusting."

"I have sensed your thoughts, Kiyomitsu. I think so too." Yamato-mori Yasutsu stared closely at the weapon wrapped around his master's arm. "It's more like some kind of high-tech weapon than a tentacle knife, Kiyomitsu."

"What on earth is this?" The hairy ponytailed boy grinned a slightly weird smile. After taking a look at the situation, his pupils shrank slightly, and his body seemed to start to tremble faintly.

"An Ding," California Qingguang narrowed his eyes slightly, his narrow red pupils turned slightly cold, and under the moonlight, they emitted a bloody red light like a hungry wolf, "Your murderous aura is too obvious."

Ever since they accidentally landed on the Yato star in the very beginning, the two swords Fuzogami naturally released themselves - swords are originally killing weapons, and they exist for killing from the beginning of forging.

The people living on the Night Rabbit Planet were all war maniacs. At that time, they didn't know that the Night Rabbit Planet was not Earth. They also tried to communicate with the Night Rabbits there, but the result was either you die or they live. Then, unknowingly, they developed the habit of taking action first when encountering indecisiveness.

After a long time, they finally encountered the first spaceship passing by the desolate planet of Night Rabbit.

Ordinary spaceships simply didn't dare to dock at Night Rabbit. Night Rabbit's reputation was really too bad, plus there was a language barrier at the beginning - wow, the more I recall, the more I realize that that period was really difficult to get through!

But even if I leave the Night Rabbit Star, it is difficult to quickly change the habits that I have formed over a period of time.

Moreover, transforming a good sword into this... is just as incredible as transforming a press-cut into a guitar! No, it's even scarier than a press-cut guitar!

"Whoever they are."

"Anyway, I want you to die with your heads dropped off!"

"Oh la oh la oh la!" x2

He swung the two equally difficult katana at the same time, exerting force with both feet, and instantly left his original position, landing on the samurai standing on the boat who was holding something that didn't look like a sword.

Whether it is Kashuu Kiyomitsu or Yamato-mori Yasusada, they are both very good at thrusting. Yamato-mori Yasusada's face is flushed with emotion, and his mouth is raised high, almost instantly immersed in this battle!

Kashuu Kiyomitsu had long been accustomed to his friend's reaction, which was completely different from that in battle. He took a step back and used the blade to chop at the tentacles that were attacking them.

The warrior holding the tentacle was a blind man. He closed his eyes tightly, but he was able to immediately notice the location of the two gods. He murmured, "What a dazzling light..."

The tone was complicated, even seemed to contain jealousy, and carried an obvious murderous intent. The sound of the sword hummed, revealing the sharpness of blood and essence. The touch knife was like a living thing, directly entwined with the blue-haired god of death, and tore his feather fabric extremely sharply. The blood did not drip down, but was absorbed by the sword!

Kashuu Kiyomitsu noticed this and immediately frowned. He used his calves to leap forward and pushed away the living tentacles. "Don't even think about touching Valium, this dirty thing!"

The red scarf fluttered in the darkness. Kashuu Kiyomitsu's attack was instantly rejected. He was unwilling to have any deeper contact with this strange knife. As if he had sensed his friend's dislike, Yamatomori Yasunari suddenly rushed forward with a murderous aura and a morbid laugh. "Kiyomitsu! You retreat!"

Kashuu Kiyomitsu paused and subconsciously obeyed his partner's request. However, before he could feel the thoughtfulness of his friend, he immediately noticed the murderous expression on Yamatomori Yasunari's face...

"This guy Anding is going too far again..." Kashuu Kiyomitsu calmed down first. He held his forehead and complained, "If it's stained with blood, it won't be cute at all."

"That..."

An ordinary, unremarkable voice with a low presence sounded in Kashuai Kiyomitsu's ears. The braided boy suddenly pointed the tip of the knife at the one who had taken the initiative to greet him... "Glasses?"

"I say! It's okay to use this kind of joke once or twice! Why do you have to use this boring joke at such a critical moment!" The boy wearing glasses complained loudly, and the fear on his face disappeared in an instant.

Kashuu Kiyomitsu looked left and right, and after making sure that the glasses posed no threat, he put away the sword and asked, "Who are you?"

"I should be the one asking this question! You fell from the sky, are you celestial beings? But it doesn't look like it... No, this is not the point now. The point is who you are and why are you here!" Glasses, no, Shimura Shinpachi complained, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, gathering into beads and slowly sliding down, it was obvious that he was very nervous at the moment.

"Hmm, a messenger of justice passing by?" Seeing that Shimura Shinpachi wanted to complain again, Kashuu Kiyomitsu interrupted him directly, "Rather than that, can you tell me what happened here?"

Shimura Shinpachi was shocked: "Why did you fight them when you don't know anything?"

"Well, this matter is not important at all." Kashuu Kiyomitsu kept his remaining eyes on the battlefield, and naturally determined the amount of information from Shimura Shinpachi's complaints.

"That knife is called Benizakura... It's such a cute name, why did the knife become like that? What a pity."

“Is this the point?!”

"Of course that's the point!" Kashuu Kiyomitsu said righteously, "A sword must be cute to be loved by its owner." "Swords not only need to be used, but also need to be well decorated and cared for—"

"That Benizakura... is crying." Kashuu Kiyomitsu murmured, "He must be very sad to be transformed into such an unlovable appearance."

"The master who uses him cannot understand his thoughts. If it were me, I would definitely treat him well!"

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