[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

His eyes became darker, with this level of spiritual power, could it be that he...

Just at this time...

Corpse Chronicles

In the open space in the backyard of the Urahara store, two figures, one big and one small, stood in place, and the portal in front of them was wide open.

The woman has a graceful figure, and her golden hair is draped lazily behind her back, exuding a charming color like a golden cosmos in the sun. Added a sense of ecstasy.

The small figure behind her stood proudly with silver hair, her eyes were like green emeralds, when she looked closely, her eyes were as clear as the unobstructed Biquan, dressed in a kimono, with snow-white weaving feathers draped over it. On the top, a "ten" stands impressively on Zhiyu.

"Lan Ju, you don't have to follow." The small figure said.

"Captain, how can you say that, I'm here to assist you." The woman called Luan Ju retorted.

"You want to use the help to buy clothes in this world." Hitsugaya Toshiro said obviously suspiciously.

"Don't say that, Captain, buying clothes is just a matter of chance." Matsumoto Rangiku pursed his lips and smiled.

"It's better like this, don't forget the purpose of our coming here." Hitsugaya Toshiro confessed solemnly, "Since the matter in the recent world has been resolved, the rest is just to bring someone back .”

"Someone? Are you referring to me?" A voice intervened in the conversation between the two, and he looked at Hitsugaya and Ranju who were standing there, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's so lively, the soul world actually sent It is really flattering to have such a gorgeous lineup with a captain and vice-captain."

Hitsugaya Dongshi looked at the person coming, and saw him with a golden doll head on his head, a pair of dead fish eyes looking around casually, and when he smiled, his teeth were exposed neatly, and he walked over lazily.

When he heard what he said, Toshiro Hitsugaya had an obvious well on his head, and said angrily: "Isn't it because you haven't served in the fifth team for a long time, and the team affairs of the entire fifth team have been idled?" Yes, that's why the captain asked me to take you back after the mission, and Chisen..." At this point, his voice dropped significantly, and he didn't continue.

"No way, who made that guy Hiyori so troublesome." He waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I'm here, so there's no need to be so entangled." Mako Hirako said indifferently, and stepped into the world-transmitting gate before the words fell.

Hitsugaya Toshiro and Matsumoto Rangiku also followed in, and when the world-transmitting gate opened again, they had already reached the world of souls.

Makoto Hirako looked at the surrounding environment, curled his lips, turned his head and said to the people behind him: "The technology in the soul world is too unreliable now, it seems that we are going to go back to Jinglingyan."

"If it hadn't been for the encounter in the soul world, and Captain Hirako had just resisted, the position coordinates would not have deviated." Hitsugaya Toshiro said angrily, he seriously doubted whether that guy did it on purpose. Otherwise, the captain wouldn't have sent someone at the captain level to "invite" him back.

"But this should be the back districts of Youhun Street. It's still as dirty as ever." Mako Hirako curled her lips, pretending not to hear Hitsugaya Toshiro's words.

He suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and exclaimed in surprise: "It seems that something interesting happened there."

Matsumoto Rangiku looked at Hirako Mako's disappearing figure and asked, "Captain, should we go and see?"

"Well, let's take a look at the past." Hitsugaya Toshiro said, thinking to himself, the spiritual power fluctuation just now should have a soul entering Wandering Soul Street, could it be that Hirako felt something...

On the other side in the distance, Meng Luo slowly opened his eyes. The sky was still so blue, without any impurities, and it was a clear blue sky. Unfortunately, the scene under the same blue sky was very similar.

In a wild suburb, the surrounding trees look like naked scars, slender and yellow shrubs are lying stiff, the wind blows up the dust, everywhere is desolate, empty and bleak, lone geese pass through the clouds, and their calls are long And sad.

Is this the corpse soul world?

Before Mengluo could sort out his thoughts, a burst of disorganized footsteps appeared in Mengluo's ears, "Miss is a newcomer, it's not so easy for newcomers to survive here." A frivolous voice sounded.

Meng Luo saw the person who came, the headed man had a scar on his face, spreading from the base of the ear to his chin, like a centipede entrenched on his face, adding a sense of desolation to the whole person, with a grinning face and greedy eyes His eyes kept turning around Mengluo's body, and Taotie's eyes seemed to have swallowed him alive.

Meng Luo felt disgusted, and unconsciously caressed the feather fan on his waist with both hands.

"I advise you not to resist. This is the 78th district of Wandering Soul Street, the famous three-way zone. Newcomers can't survive without relying on the strong. You'd better accept your fate." Grabbing Mengluo's shoulder, Mengluo could almost smell a pungent sour smell from his body, and immediately frowned.

Recruited, a big hand inserted between the two of them, pinching the hand of the person like Meng Luo, "The bad nature of people in Youhun Street bullying newcomers has not changed at all." The golden hair of the visitor fluttered in the wind rise.

The speed was so fast, he subdued the hand that was attacking me before I could react, Meng Luo was secretly surprised.

"Who are you, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, or you will end up miserable." The man with the scar stared at him fiercely and said sharply.

"Really? How miserable is it?"

A strong force came from his wrist like Mount Tai, and the man with the scar could almost feel the bones rubbing against each other. He only heard a 'click', and his wrist was broken abruptly, and a scream like a slaughtered pig pierced the sky.

Hirako Mako gave him a disgusted look, threw him out like trash, then wiped his hands fiercely, as if he was about to rub the skin off his hands, he shook his hands vigorously, that look Like something dirty stuck on it.

The man with the scar fell out heavily, his eyes gleamed viciously, his teeth bit his lower lip hard, and the strength came from nowhere, a carp straightened up, and then pulled out a knife from his arms aggressively. He swooped down to Hirako Mako, and the tip of the knife pierced his abdomen.

Halfway through the stabbing, the movement was stuck, and a long knife emitting a cold light stopped between his eyebrows. As long as he took another step forward, the blade would penetrate his head, and blood would splash on the spot.

"I advise you not to act rashly, I don't want my knife to drink dirty blood." Hirako Mako said casually.

Seeing Mako Hirako's movements, the man with the scar couldn't help taking a few steps back, pointed at him tremblingly, and said in horror: "Reaper, you, you are the god of death..." Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran wildly stand up.

Pingzi Zhenzi put the Zanpakudao back into its sheath, turned around and said to Mengluo: "This is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. I just happened to pass by to save you. It won't be so simple next time, pretty lady .”

Meng Luo didn't seem to hear it, and she was in a state of being absent-minded. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water in her eyes was shaking, disturbing the original calm. Her voice seemed to be extremely heavy, and she said word by word: "You, who are you?"

"Mako Hirako." He still looked lazy.

"The battle is over, Captain Hirako should hurry up and serve in the [-]th Division." Toshirō Hitsugaya reminded aloud, and he and Rangiku appeared beside the battle.

"Got it, got it." Pingzi Zhenzi responded impatiently, waved Xiang Mengluo and then turned and left.

Seeing the back of Pingzi Zhenzi going away, Mengluo was startled, and then shouted loudly: "My name is Mengluo, remember me, we will definitely meet again."

After the figure of Pingzi Zhenzi disappeared, Mengluo slowly stroked his heart. The moment he pulled out the Zanpakutao's spiritual power fluctuated, although the feeling was weak, it would not change. It came from the same source... …

Across the ages of reincarnation, the eternity of a moment still lies in my heart.

Hirako Mako, the Fifth Division?

We will meet again, we will.For a while, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing...

"How is it, how do you feel?" Hitsugaya Toshiro asked the people around him.

"Well, he looks good." Mako Hirako replied with a serious face.

Hitsugaya Dongshi's head had an obvious hash mark, and he yelled at him: "That's not what I said!"

Hearing his voice with hidden anger, Hirako Mako put away her laughing expression, and said seriously: "You can feel it too, the imprint left by the god of death who buried her soul does not belong to the thirteen divisions, although I don't know the reason, but the fluctuations in her spiritual power are not strong, and there are indeed some strange things about her."

"There are good reasons, but as far as I know, you won't make a move just because of this." Hitsugaya Toshiro still had doubts.

"I have a strong sense of justice, how can I watch girls being brutally murdered in front of me." Mako Hirako still had that foolish look.

"She is very calm when encountering enemies. She has already surpassed the average person. I don't know if you have noticed her movements. It is an opportunity to fight back."

"You won't blame me for taking the shot, I can't stand a group of stinky men besieging a weak woman."

"Don't say what I've seen." Hitsugaya Toshiro said in a low voice.

"Isn't the captain just watching the end?" Matsumoto Rangiku shrugged and complained.

"That's because the Pingzi team