"The stars change, time and space reverse, history changes, and the only thing that goes back is the sword.

Shouldering the mission of guarding history, keeping in mind the entrustment, going back to the past, and returning to the past. ”

A.D. 2205.

Human beings have been able to travel through time and space, and there are some people with bad minds who try to travel to the past to falsify history, and this group of people is called "historical revisionists".

The "Inquisitors", also known as psionic beings, possess the power to awaken the minds of sleeping objects.

The Inquisitors awaken the mourning god of the ancient famous sword, turning the inanimate sword into a "sword man" with a human form and the ability to think and act on his own.

If a "historical revisionist" attempts to change the trajectory of normal history to attack normal history, it will be discovered by the government that monitors each plane and will assign a god inquisitor to deal with it.

When ordered by the Government of Time, the Inquisitor will command the Sword Men to travel through the planes to fight the Historical Revisionists and protect history.

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Qiao Xi watched a group of beautiful boys/beautiful young men and a group of black unknown objects start a very fierce battle, although the first reaction was to hide behind the beautiful boy and open the enchantment to observe the situation in front of him, but in all fairness, just from the fact that he subconsciously hid on the side of the beautiful boy is enough to show his inner bias.

So, in this case, when he found that this group of beautiful young men was at a disadvantage and the situation was very miserable, he only thought for a moment, and he decisively stepped forward:

"The ......"

"Don't come closer!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the beautiful young man with short light cyan hair suddenly drank.

The beautiful young man had several marks on his body that had been cut by a sharp blade, and he was half-kneeling on the ground and had the strength to maintain his posture with the knife in his hand, looking extremely embarrassed.

However, despite this, he still tried his best to protect a few shivering cubs behind him, and his eyes were vigilantly staring at the unknown creatures that were approaching this side step by step.

Qiao Xi tilted his head and glanced at the unknown organism that exuded a disgusting aura on the opposite side, and then his gaze fell on the young man with short light cyan hair:

"Well, maybe I should find out what's going on here?"

The beautiful young man's eyes narrowed, and while letting the beautiful young men behind him scatter and hide, he was also retreating little by little without a trace.

Hearing Qiao Xi's question, he suppressed his breath and gasped, and said, "I'm a Yizhen." ”

He paused, his voice sounding a little harsh:

"I don't know how you got here, but ...... You're a new sword, aren't you? ”

Qiao Xi: "??? ”

"Is it abandoned? Or was it inadvertently lost? ”

Qiao Xi: "??? ”

- I don't know what he's talking about, but I should just nod my head at this time.

"Probably not abandoned, right? Only corrupted swords will be deliberately abandoned, and your breath is pleasant.

But your luck isn't so good. ”

Yizhen looked at the inspection less than three steps away from him, and the expression on his face unconsciously took on a little bitterness.

He was supposed to take his new brothers out for a long time today, and according to his previous experience, the battlefield known as the "Boshin War" should be a battlefield with no difficulty, and it is the most suitable place for his younger brothers to practice for their first battle.

- However, who would have thought that the first time he took his younger brothers out of battle, he would encounter the legendary prosecutor!

- Picked up a new sword that was "lost".

A period of one raised his eyes and looked at the young man behind him who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a light purple gorgeous kimono that looked out of place on the battlefield, a mask with antlers hanging from his waist and a short sword with a strange shape,

- Well, since it's a short sword, it seems that it should be a new short sword, and it's his younger brother.

- If you just rely on your breath, you may be at the same level as the younger brothers he brought out, and in the eyes of the non-violators of the same level as himself, he may not be able to hold out even a round.

Yizhen took a deep breath, and Qiao Xi, who looked at him with his eyes open, looked so lonely, weak, pitiful and helpless in his sight.

- He must have not been taken out of battle by the God Inquisitor to practice, so he met the prosecutor, and he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move.

- Even if you can't beat it, it's better to hide like the rest of your brothers!

Yizhen was anxious and sad in his heart, so he could only turn around and fish Qiao Xi into his arms to protect him when the knife that was not in violation of the law was slashed down.

Lonely, weak, pitiful and helpless, the new short knife Qiao Xi: "......"

He was forcibly held in his arms by a period of Yizhen, and as soon as he raised his head, he happened to meet the eyes of a period of Yizhen.

There were still traces of blood and some small scars on the young man's face, and even if you didn't look closely, you could tell that there were many wounds on his body—the bright red blood that spread from those wounds filled his arms with a bloody aura.

Qiao Xi stared at his eyes, his expression was a little hesitant: "You ......"

The young man's expression was very firm, and his golden pupils were clear without a trace of impurities:

"You're a dagger, aren't you? If it's a short knife, it's my brother.

Isn't protecting your brother exactly what you should do as an older brother? ”

As he spoke, his face couldn't help but show a slight color of loss:

"I'm really ...... It's useless, right? ”

He said this with a wry smile - his eyes were still clear.

Qiao Xi looked at him and suddenly laughed, as if time had been slowed down infinitely at this moment.

He stretched out his hand and touched the blood on the young man's cheek, and then, without warning, in the next second, pinched the sharp blade that was mercilessly slashed down behind the young man.

The young man, who sensed that something was wrong, turned his head in some shock, and then was dumbfounded.

Qiao Xi pulled him by the collar and shook him back, glanced at him sideways, and while pulling out the short knife hanging from his waist, he smiled at the young man:

"It's useless, but it's a pretty good brother - it's not mine."

When he said this, in fact, another figure appeared in his mind - he had a bad personality but was always very gentle with himself, looking at his pupils was always clear like the most delicate obsidian, and when his own figure was reflected in his eyes, he always made people feel that they were taken to heart.

That's his—the older brother.

- He is alone.

Qiao Xi smiled slightly, the short sword in his hand jumped flexibly in the air, and between the staggered figures, the movements of the unknown creature closest to him suddenly paused, and then as if something had shattered, it turned into a black mist and floated in the air.

A second ago, I was full of self-blame and guilt and sadness: ⊙▽⊙