[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

There was an explosion between them, and both sides unanimously suffered the damage of this close-range explosion.

In order to overcome the time difference, Mengluo actually adopted this method of losing both sides, using the explosion to generate a huge impact. Mengluo's figure slid backwards. In the midst of the gunpowder smoke, there seemed to be dots of blue light around her. .

"Wind Thousand Blades - Wind Chain."

The dots of green light gradually gathered together, and the power of the wind turned into a blue rope, which sprang out like a python in the direction of Kurosaki Ichigo like lightning, followed the trend, and burrowed into the vines that entangled him, It got out of the gap again.

The cyan chain pulled it straight, and the vines stopped the tendency of being entangled.

Ichigo's crisis was temporarily lifted, Mengluo breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the wind chain with his left hand forward, and held the wind chain that was summoned earlier. Shi couldn't bear the remaining power and turned into flying dust and scattered away.

"Since you probably know your purpose, you won't let it go any longer..." Mengluo smiled proudly, and with a flick of his wrist, the wind chain wrapped around the fake Yihu's neck like a psychic. Fuck, Fake Ichigo's body flew towards him like a kite.

Meng Luo's right hand fan drew an arc, and the wind blade shot out from the front of the fan.

Fake Ichigo held the wind blade out of thin air with his left hand, squeezed it hard, and the wind blade turned into powder, then his body accelerated and rushed towards Mengluo, his right hand was like a claw, pressing towards Mengluo's throat.

Mengluo tightened the wind chain, and Kazuo seemed to be unable to feel it, and still rushed forward.

Mengluo raised his hand to block the attack of Fake Ichigo with the lupine grid, Fake Ichigo grabbed the feather fan, and an irresistible force came from the end of the feather fan.

After Mengluo's left leg drew powerful arcs in mid-air, with a sound of breaking wind, he slammed the whip at the waist of Fake Ichigo, Fake Ichigo stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Mengluo's ankle , dragging on the ground like a hoop.

"Comparing strength with Xu? Overestimated." Fake Ichigo's metallic voice came out with a little hoarseness.

Meng Luo smiled coincidentally: "I never wanted to compete with you, I just did this to ensure that my attack would not be dodged by you."

"Wind Thousand Blades."

The wind chain that was originally wrapped around Fake Ichigo's neck drifted away and spun at an extremely fast speed, attacking Fake Ichigo one after another in an orderly manner, and Meng Luokong's left hand turned into a blade. Xiangjia Ichigo held Lufan's wrist, and pulled out the feather fan vigorously with his right hand, piercing the place where the previous layout injured Fake Ichigo in the blink of an eye.

"Liuyan."

As Mengluo's words fell, a ball of flames exploded in Kageichigo's wound.

There was a loud "boom", and the ground seemed to shake. The impact of the explosion caused the ground in this area to sink, and a deep pit appeared in a blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of this moment, Mengluo broke free from the restraint of Chiichigo.

After the explosion, Fake Ichigo knelt aside, his body was covered with wounds cut by the wind blade, and there was a scorched black mark on his abdomen that had been scorched by the fire.

"You lost." Meng Luo looked at him calmly, then turned around and ran towards Xiao Yu after Yu Bi.

Fake Ichigo's drooping hair made it hard to see his expression, his voice sounded low, "Even if you beat me, so what, you still can't stop Motley, you lose!"

Before he finished speaking, he let out a hoarse roar, and rushed out like a wounded beast.This is a powerful burst of power at the end of life, this is a desperate attempt to give up everything, just to...

Fake Ichigo hugged Mengluo's leg, blocking Mengluo and Xiaoyu's figure rushing away, his hands clenched tightly, Mengluo's attack fell on him heavily, but he seemed to have never heard of it, just Hugging Mengluo tightly, dragging his footsteps.

Xiaoyu's side is already in danger, and the vines have gradually surrounded her.

Seeing such a scene, Mengluo's face changed, and he inserted the lupine with his right hand into the shoulder of the fake Ichigo, and patted the end of the lupine with his left hand, and the lupine emitted a stunning brilliance.

Just hearing the sound of "bang", Fake Ichigo has turned into stardust and drifted away, and the movements of Mengluo's men can't help but stagnate, this feeling?Is it... false?

"You can't save them." At the end, his last voice echoed repeatedly, as if emerging from the ground, with suppressed resentment and chill...

In such a short time, Xiao Yu was dragged into the darkness.

Missed a centimeter!

Mengluo originally planned to chase after him, but her steps stopped at the next step. She gritted her teeth, and no longer looked in the direction where Xiao Yu disappeared, but Mengluo turned and ran towards Kurosaki Ichigo.

Meng Luo threw out a wind blade, and when it hit the vine, there was only a little spark, and the pale green vine was intact.

Meng Luo was startled, and cried out: "How is this possible! I could cut it off with just the wind blade before, how can I not cause any harm to it now?" Could it be...

Meng Luo Liu's brows were furrowed, her expression was no longer indifferent as before, her hands tightly clutched the feather fan, her nails seemed to be embedded in her palms.

"Liu Yan." Meng Luo sent out a Liu Yan, scorched black appeared on the vines, it was not like before, the vines seemed to be irritated, and countless tentacles pierced Meng Luo.

Meng Luo raised his hand, and several wind walls formed in front of him. After blocking the attack of the vines, Meng Luo continued to launch Liuyan. Under Meng Luo's continuous attacks, the vines barely broke.

Kurosaki Ichigo didn't wait to break free from the vine and shouted in emergency: "Hurry up and save Yu."

Facing Kurosaki Ichigo's eagerness, Mengluo shook his head slightly, and said, "It's useless..."

"What are you talking about! Why did you stop just now, why are you saying this again now!" The questioning that came out of the mouth was filled with raging anger, and those angers were like real flames, with scorching heat, Meng Luo felt black Saki Ichigo's anger was about to burn him to ashes. Facing his anger, Mengluo just lowered his head and remained silent.

"You—forget it, if you don't go, I will go by myself!" Kurosaki Ichigo said as he raised his legs and rushed towards the passage.

The moment he stepped forward, Mengluo made a move as fast as lightning, tightly grasping Ichigo's wrist.Kurosaki Ichigo subconsciously wanted to shake off Mengluo's hand, but her hand seemed to be stuck to it, unable to move at all.

"Don't you understand? Even if you chase the past now, it's useless. If you act rashly, you will lose your original advantage and turn an already unfavorable situation into a more difficult passive."

Mengluo's hand was cold, and the coldness was clearly conveyed to Kurosaki Ichigo through the hands they held together. The anger in his heart seemed to gradually calm down under this coldness, "Then what do you say?"

Meng Luo pondered for a while, and said seriously: "Through the series of things that happened just now, I have some clues about what Motley said last to the person hiding behind, that is, the person pretending to be you. Mastering one of his fatal weaknesses, maybe we can lure the snake out of the hole..."

The Haunted House ([-])

"Lead the snake out of the hole? How to do it?"

"Before I tell you my plan, there are some things that I have to let you know. For the sake of understanding, let me start from the beginning. The beginning of the matter is that we encountered an attack as soon as we entered here, but this attack is extremely unreasonable. How can a person who hides so deeply choose to attack us as soon as we enter this place, when other people who have been here before are safe and sound, and more importantly, why did he launch this attack?"

"Wait, how do you know they've been hiding here? It wouldn't be the first time they made a move and they just happened to be hit by us." Facing Mengluo's words, Kurosaki Ichigo seized one point and questioned.

"I guessed."

"..."

Seeing Ichigo's speechless expression, Mengluo was not flustered, but continued in a calm voice: "It is indeed a guess, but my guess has a reasonable reason. The reason is the vines, we are in the passage It would take an extremely long time for the vines I saw to grow to that extent.

In addition, some wear marks here obviously have a history, which means that this place is not newly built. The area under this haunted house has been remodeled long ago. Later, a haunted house was built above it. Let me ask, countless souls are in Walking up and down, can you hold back the emptiness below? "

There is one more important point that Meng Luo didn't say, that is, Ishida Uryu's strange behavior when he saw him for the first time. make him so.Moreover, this matter is obviously related to Xu, and he has no clue about this situation. At that time, coupled with the appearance of Ur, that's why he was so obviously targeted. Things get involved.

and many more!

At that time, Ishida mentioned the two words instinct and repression. What if the recent events in reality involve a wide range, and at the same time have no obvious characteristics, plus a certain level is very low, and at the same time have a connection with the void?That means that those virtual beings suppress their instincts, and that's why this happens.

It turned out that Ishida was not testing himself at that time, but was testing Ulquiola through himself...

In that case, the source of everything that happened recently in this world is likely to be here. If they cannot perceive each other's spiritual pressure, it means that they will not be perceived by the god of death. If there is no rule, it is very likely that the people who came here before are not harmless, but because the degree of injury is too low, so it is not obvious.

So is it the instinct to suppress?

Then you don't need to suppress your instinct, which means...

dream come to mind