(Comprehensive Master Pirate Tutor) Hold on to my phone bug

The moment the space shattered, the light-blond girl appeared between Qianqiu and Aizen. Her light-colored golden eyes stared straight at the man, and their eyes looked extremely dark in the dark corridor. , cold and vigilant and filled with undisguised hostility.

The person Aizen knew in Qianqiu's consciousness was completely different from him, but there was no doubt that she was more controllable like this.

Chiaki stretched out her hand to grab Nanaya's sleeve, pursed her lips and thought about what she could do to calm her down. Soon she had an idea: "Mr. Aizen said that he wanted to compete with Nana and Damon in genjutsu."

Aizen's smile faltered slightly when he heard this. He clearly remembered that he said it was inappropriate.

Qiye's slender eyebrows were raised. She looked at Aizen carefully from beginning to end. The anger and coldness in her eyes were slowly fading away. As soon as she closed her eyes, when she opened them again, there was only the bright smile as usual. Meaning: "Soyousuke is also good at illusions. I really like being a judge in illusion competitions."

"Isn't it inappropriate?" Aizen smiled, but the danger spread with the spiritual pressure.

"Aren't you confident in your illusion skills?" Qiye asked with an extremely exaggerated expression of surprise, "How do you know it's inappropriate if you haven't tried it before?"

Aizen avoided the important and took the easy: "I will be very busy in the next time. I need to find a powerful Hollow Arrancar." His eyes fell on the black-haired girl leaning on Qiye, "Teach Chiaki the way of ghosts."

Qiye didn't know what Kidō was, but there was no doubt that Qianqiu and Aizen had reached a subtle tacit understanding. She squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, and then showed a regretful expression: "We'll see if there are any after Nana and Damon come over. Let’s compete against time on illusions.”

Aizen didn't want to be laughed at, but he was curious about these two people who didn't mind being laughed at and had no worries about dragging people into trouble. How could they put on women's clothes with male bodies without any grudges.

He smiled gently as always: "I look forward to their arrival."

Qiye clicked her tongue three times, then she put her arms around Qianqiu's shoulders and walked toward the light. After walking a few steps, she seemed to remember something and turned around with a smile: "Lend us that Nnoitra."

Aizen thought about who this person was.

"We are somewhat interested in Steel Skin." She pursed her lips and smiled.

Mentioning Steel Skin, Aizen's impression of him also changed. He still maintained a gentle smile: "Of course it's no problem."

Qiye smiled in response, and then left with Qianqiu in his arms.

It wasn't until Aizen's figure was completely invisible and her spiritual pressure gradually faded away that her footsteps gradually stopped. The girl narrowed her light golden eyes and looked back, cold and dangerous.

"Qiye." Qianqiu pursed her lower lip and called.

"Yeah -" the girl responded in a long tone, and then smiled again, "Is everything okay?"

Qianqiu tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I was defeated by a general." She lowered her head and was a little frustrated, "In the game of Bengyu, his consciousness and I were connected, and I lost."

Qiye raised his eyebrows, then ruffled her hair: "Then let Emperor Wei and the others figure it out on their own."

Qianqiu became even more frustrated. She gently grabbed Qiye's clothes and looked a little confused: "I promised them, but I can't do it anymore."

Qiye helped her think of a way: "Can't half and half work? The slate is used by seven people at the same time."

Qianqiu looked blankly and began to consider the possibility of doing this.

-

Aizen was still a little surprised when he saw the girl. She was waiting in the dark corridor, leaning against the wall, tapping the wall with one of her toes backwards.

Her light golden eyes looked a little dark, and when she looked sideways, there was a sense of oppression that was about to come.

She took Qianqiu away and turned to look for him again.

"What do you want from me, Qiye?" Aizen smiled, half of his face hidden in the darkness, showing no gentleness.

She just looked at him, her eyes turned dark and cold and silent. Within a few seconds, she narrowed her eyes, with a usual smile on her face: "I want your feather fabric, can you give it to me?"

Aizen lightly rolled down his sleeves with his fingertips. He hadn't had time to take off the captain's haori. He would drink and chat with them tonight, and then look for a chance to see Qianqiu alone.

Qianqiu didn't touch wine, but Qiye drank a lot.

Wine without spirit seeds is not intoxicating at all, and any amount of drinking is enough to dispel it.

He looked into the girl's light golden eyes and avoided talking about her previous request: "Are you drunk?" If he was still suppressing it when he took Qianqiu away, now the feeling of dissonance is overwhelming. out.Standing in the sun and hiding in the darkness, she could switch easily.

Qiye put her hand on her chin, as if she was thinking about how to respond. After a few seconds, she said confidently: "I'm drunk, give me Haori."

Aizen maintained his smile but found it difficult to answer.

"Even if I say I'm not drunk, you still think I'm a drunk talking nonsense." Qiye knows this trick very well. Her thinking is very clear, but it's subtly different from usual.

Aizen raised his eyebrows slightly: "You came to see me alone, do you think it's safe?" In the matter of instigating rebellion against Qianqiu, the biggest obstacle is this girl.

She was the beginning, she split open Qianqiu's dim and pale world with one knife and brought her brilliance.

She is alive and they are fine. Qianqiu will not be able to distinguish the boundaries between him and his family and companions.But if she dies because of him, the existence buried in Qianqiu's memory through Bengyu will die directly.

Aizen recognizes Chiaki's talent and potential, which becomes a troublesome but exciting development.

"It's not a good thing for you to attack me here." Qiye still leaned against the wall and looked at him sideways, "But if I fall into trouble, I'm too weak, I admit it."

Aizen just smiled, and the other person obviously blocked him from giving him a chance to speak.

"Can't Yuzhi really give it to me?" She mentioned Yuzhi for the third time.

Aizen looked at her silently at first, and then raised a gentle tone: "Is traveling through time and space your ability?"

"Yes." She admitted decisively.

Aizen thought about which side was more interesting, and when he met her straight eyes, he felt a bit ridiculous. In the end, it was her who turned the other way.

"Come here." Aizen waved to her.

Qiye stared at him for a few seconds, straightened up and walked over, not forgetting to complain: "Don't be like a puppy."

Aizen raised his eyebrows: "Ah, are you admitting that you are a puppy?"

She stood in front of Aizen, with a slender figure and a Western knife hanging on her waist.Her long, light golden hair was spread loosely, and the curly curls at the ends gave her an inexplicable sense of maturity. Her beautiful face had light golden eyes, which were indifferent and alienated in the darkness of the corridor.

Aizen took off the haori belonging to the captain of Soul Society's fifth division and put it on her body: "I'll give it to you, Nanaya."

Nanaya's eyes flashed and she raised a smile, suddenly filling the darkness with brightness and warmth. She pulled Haori with interest, and finally stretched out her index finger to tap her upper lip: "Thank you, Soyousuke." She paused. After a pause, "Although I'm not one, don't look down on puppies."

Aizen looked at Haori who was almost dragged to the ground, but he no longer cared about her rudeness: "It's too long for you."

"It's okay, I just want to show off with Ace." Qiye squinted and smiled with pride, and even gave him a victory sign.

Aizen followed her out of the corridor. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "In the world you've been to, are there any beings that you can't deal with no matter what?"

"The strongest person in my heart will always be my father." Qiye grabbed Yuzhi's side with one hand and said loudly, tapping on his heart.

Aizen's smile paused slightly. She must be drunk. In order to trick Qianqiu out alone, he hinted that Gin would drink them hard. He didn't believe that humans could drink such strong alcohol as water without any reaction.

"Where's No. 2?" Aizen refused to tangle with the drunkard.

The girl became quiet again, frowning and thinking about it.

Aizen frowned to hide his disappointment. She didn't think of it at first, how strong it could be.

"Uncle Fake Face." Qiye raised her face and said seriously, "He really is wearing a fake face." She emphasized the last words.

Aizen was not satisfied with the answer she came up with after thinking for a long time, but she also asked symbolically like a drunkard: "How strong is it?"

Qiye tilted his head in distress: "Do you know about slate?"

"Yeah." Aizen's eyes flashed slightly. Qianqiu didn't say much, but he could basically guess it.

"The one who forcibly cut off its contact with everyone and took it back was Uncle Fake Face." Qiye finished quickly, puffing her cheeks slightly, "He will appear if you go to our place and try to destroy the world."

Aizen raised an eyebrow.

"Humph." She pursed her lips and smiled, "He seems to be an illusionist too."

Aizen didn't have a good impression of the "illusionist" there: "Are you a transvestite again?"

"It's a fetish for false faces." Qiye's eyes widened for a moment and she said firmly. After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for his next sentence. She took two brisk steps forward and then stopped, "Why do you want to come to Hueco Mundo? Apart from fighting, there is nothing you can do here." Let go and there’s nothing outside.”

It was a waste of time to explain the King Key and Soul Palace to her. Aizen just smiled gently: "Well - it's too boring."

Qiye opened her eyes wide in surprise, and smiled again after a few seconds: "Soyousuke is so weird."

Aizen didn't answer. Since giving Yuori to her, she has become extremely childish.

"Maybe there is one somewhere." Qiye said again as he walked forward.

"Empty talk." Aizen chuckled.

"Uncle Fake Face is real." Qiye retorted.

Aizen didn't respond.

She stopped and turned to look at him, then pursed her lips and chuckled twice: "Who cares about you, as long as I'm happy."

Aizen saw her walking in front of her wearing a haori embroidered with five, her figure was a little swaying, and there was a vaguely weird tune in her throat, and she disappeared into the corridor in a few steps.

The brown-haired man stood in the darkness with gloomy eyes.

-

When Qiye flashed back to the banquet hall, everyone was almost asleep. Qianqiu was a little restless while holding the juice book. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly when he saw the blond girl.

Ichimaru Gin stared at the haori she was wearing, and the smile on his lips was inevitably reduced a bit, but soon he walked up and said, "It's really sad to disappear suddenly." He paused slightly, "I went to ask Aizen The captain wants Yuori."

Dongxian stood up after hearing these words and disappeared instantly.

Qiye smiled at him but didn't answer, and immediately started looking for Ace.

Ace's whole face fell on the plate, and he fell asleep while eating again.

Qiye ran over excitedly and stretched out his hand to push him awake.

Ace raised his head suddenly, his expression still a little dazed, and some of the food residue was still stuck to his cheek, covering most of the pockmark.

He turned his head blankly to look at Qiye, lowered his head and saw the pure white edges of the feather fabric with some black lines.

Nanaya became wary, so she grabbed Ichimaru Gin who was watching the show and pushed her towards Ace. Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, looking at Ace who had a sluggish face and was obviously drunk and confused. He didn't know what Nanye meant.

Ace leaned forward and grabbed the edge of Ichimaru Gin's white feather fabric.

Ichimaru Gin said "Hey" and lowered his head, only to see the young man wiping his face carelessly with his haori. The smile on his cheek was slightly stagnant. He slowly lowered his raised hand and pulled the side of the haori. No pull.

"It's so dangerous." Qiye pursed her lips and smiled. She half-squinted her eyes, maybe she was really drunk, and her smile looked coquettish and silly.

Ace's expression was still extremely blank. He stared at Qiye with dull eyes, then returned to the plate in front of him and continued eating.

Ichimaru Gin looked down at his miserable clothes and didn't know what to say.

Ace fell down again after eating only a few mouthfuls. Qiye puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction and pushed him again, holding on to Ichimaru Gin with one hand. Ichimaru Gin struggled symbolically and asked softly: "Are you the same? drunk."

Qiye blinked at him in slow motion: "I'm drunk."

Ichimaru Gin: Well - shouldn't a drunkard say I'm not drunk?

At this time, Ace woke up for the second time, and he grabbed the edge of Ichimaru Gin's haori and lowered his head to wipe his face.

He yawned and seemed to wake up a little. He muttered dissatisfiedly and looked up at Qiye, "What?" He looked at it for a while, and soon noticed the white feather fabric draped on the girl's body.

Ace's eyes suddenly widened: "Ah!"

Qiye smiled proudly at him. The pure white haori was only thinly draped. The corners were so long that they almost touched the floor, and slender rhombus and dot patterns were staggered.

She turned around and revealed the pattern on her back. Five was embroidered in the square. "Does it look good?" she asked.

Ace's face wrinkled up and he spread his hands: "Xiaowo, give it to me, I want to call Bista."

"I won't give it to you, you accuser." Qiye made a face at him and turned around and ran away.

Ace wanted to catch up and fight with her, but his mind was a little dizzy. He looked around, stretched out his hand to scratch his neck and looked back at the half-eaten dinner plate. He just picked up the spoon and fell down again.

Ichimaru Gin immediately backed away a long distance with the edges of his haori that had been wiped with debris.

Qiye felt it was boring and puffed out her cheeks and stopped. She stretched out her hand and yawned, her light golden eyes looking calm and empty.

"Are you sleepy?" Qianqiu ran over and asked. She supported Qiye, "I'll take you to the room."

Qiye tilted his head to look at her, blinked and pursed his lips, smiling. The next second, he fell down directly in her direction with his eyes closed.

Qianqiu quickly used telekinesis to stabilize her body.

Ichimaru Gin now believed that she was really drunk.