[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

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"Enough, Buzzby, the reason why she came to the Ice Palace is His Highness's permission."

Accompanied by the sound of slow footsteps, a deep male voice came to everyone's ears, Buzzby hastily retorted without waiting for someone to come: "Harsward, what are you talking about! We are clearly attacking Soul World, how could you let a God of Death into the Ice Palace? Could it be that she is going to be our companion! I don’t agree with this kind of thing!”

Faced with Buzzby's fierce reaction, Hasward just glanced at Mengluo lightly. The moment their eyes met, Mengluo's eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, but she quickly concealed it, it was him!The Quincy that they met in Pingcheng in the present world, so they started from that time?

Ulquiorra moved slightly to meet Hasward's gaze, and blocked Mengluo behind him, "You don't need your approval for this kind of thing, after all, we are not companions, and the reason why we came here is only to obey Master Aizen. The command."

Meng Luo stared at Ulquiola in a daze. This action was the same as the first time he saw it. He stood in front of him and used his shoulders to prop up a world for himself, just like when he was in the virtual circle, just like two people Nothing changed between them, he was still the Ulquiola who was protecting her with all his strength, and she was still the same Mengluo who was peacefully hiding behind him...

"This is also what His Majesty meant. Since His Majesty allowed her to stay here, I have no reason to object, but this kind of permission has a limit. Once that limit is exceeded, the original balance will be destroyed. This time is the meaning of my existence." Already." Hasward looked in Heribela's direction pointingly.

Meng Luo followed his gaze, and Heri Bella shook her head at her, He Li Bella was telling her not to proceed any further.

"Boundary? I understand. I won't try anything again. Since you appeared, it should be a warning. Even if I continue, there will be no results. But it's really hard to imagine friends Will Habach tolerate my existence, and if Master Lan Ran refuses him, or does he want to know something?" Meng Luo suddenly raised her voice and asked with a sharp voice.

Harthward was not affected at all, and slowly said with that calm attitude: "What Your Majesty wants to do is not something we can guess, since you didn't continue, I naturally have no reason to be here. "

Hasward didn't mean to explain and walked out first. Buzzby glanced at Mengluo, then at Hasward, gritted his teeth and caught up with Hasward.

When he was about to reach the meeting hall, Buzzby rushed in front of him and said sharply: "Why let them go, since Aizen has already refused, why did you let his people come here again? I can't agree with His Majesty at all." Decide."

"You can still use her swastika." Hasward asked a question inexplicably.

"Of course." Buzzby blurted out.

"This is probably the reason for His Majesty."

……

Not long after Hasward left, Meng Luo and Meng Luo also left one after another.

"That's right here, woman, you need to stay here next." With a squeak, Ulquiola pushed the door in front of him open, and the people behind him didn't respond when he finished speaking. He turned to look.

Meng Luo lowered her head and said nothing, her thin bangs covered her expression, she lowered her eyebrows and hid her thoughts behind her dark eyes, her voice was very soft but she insisted: "I want to leave here, I have something to do, and I don't agree with what Aizen has done."

"Woman, you have to know that it is my task to bring you here, and your task is to stay here before Master Aizen finds you, and you can't escape from me, even if you escape, There is no way to escape from here, because you can't restrain your impulse at all, and that force will swallow you up."

Mengluo closed her eyes in pain, and the image of Mako Hirako bathed in blood flashed in her mind, the ruins of the soul world and the powerlessness that was about to be swallowed, the violent negative emotions, the instinct to kill, just recalled, that kind of emotion seemed to be It made the blood boil, and the urge to destroy everything was terrifying.

Ulquiola looked at the silent Mengluo, and stated calmly and straightforwardly: "You have nothing to do, and your resistance is doomed to be meaningless. Go in quickly, do you mean that you hope I will let you go? That will never happen.”

"I know, but I have to leave." Meng Luo said simply, but with irresistible firmness.

"It's really ridiculous. I was very scared just now, but what reason do I say that now? Or is it because I think of my companions that I am not afraid? But she is dead, and dead people are meaningless. Her Existence and her meaning were gone the moment she died, so why are you so persistent?"

"No, the existence of Jinhui is not meaningless. Why do you say that? Is the task really so important in your heart? It is so important that you and I stand on the opposite side, completely negating the fetters of the past, the connection between us Is there only the task left?" The water in Mengluo's eyes trembled, and his voice was mixed with an imperceptible tremor, and under the cover of this trembling was deep sadness and helplessness.

"The task itself is meaningless, and what I do is also meaningless, and even my existence is meaningless. Because it is an assigned task, it must be followed. This kind of thing is called a task, and it is just a task. .” Ulquiola’s voice was the same as before, without a trace of emotional ups and downs, but there was a wave of waves in those eyes as deep as the sea, and then quickly fell silent.

He raised his right hand and lightly placed it in front of Meng Luo's heart and continued: "You are really strange, always insisting on something meaningless, and because of this, such a powerful spiritual pressure erupts. Is it because of your heart? But I Even knowing the existence of the heart is meaningless."

Hearing this, Mengluo's heart suddenly twitched. Do you mean that it's meaningless to know because you don't have a heart?Because you don't have a heart, those emotions naturally have no way to know, so it is naturally meaningless, a strange feeling spreads from the heart, expands continuously, and something seems to spring up in the eye sockets, full of astringent, all over , entangled in the eyelashes.

Mengluo suddenly took a big step back, and made the same movement as Ulquiola, and the two index fingers touched lightly, "Do you remember what Ur once said? The reason for trust is gone, so trust Did it just disappear? For me, it doesn’t seem to disappear, I don’t know why, even if the reason for trust disappears, my trust in you has not disappeared, maybe something has changed, but I still want to believe in you.”

To myself, trusting this kind of thing is like white. Once it exists, it will not become transparent, because white is both the beginning and the end, so how can it disappear?She stared at him deeply, and suddenly there was a dazzling white light between their fingers, and Ulquiola's movements seemed to be frozen.

The corner of Meng Luo's lips curled up and said softly: "Perhaps I am not qualified to say such things, even if I put myself in your shoes, I am still not you, and I cannot understand your thoughts, but for me, this kind of trust It's the heart. I believe that since Ur exists independently, it means that you also have your own thoughts, so your existence has its meaning. Maybe you don't find it now, so you think it doesn't exist, but it still exists. Maybe in the deepest abyss, in the most remote corner, but it will break the seal one day, and then you will know what a heart is. Maybe my idea seems a bit silly, but if you deny it yourself If you don't, then you'll never really know..."

After finishing all this, Mengluo turned and left, when a voice suddenly slowed her movements, "Woman, don't try to escape from me."

Meng Luo turned his head violently, but Ulquiola still kept the movement of absolute blockade, so it means that the voice just now was in consciousness?Thinking of this, Meng Luo slowly suppressed her surprised expression, and regained that faint smile: "White will not disappear, but it is also the easiest to dye other colors, so before dyeing other colors, Let me make a decision first, after all, Ur is the last person I want to do, but if you try to stop me..."

Meng Luo's expression became condensed in an instant, and his eyes became extremely dark, as if they had condensed into a layer of frost that could not be melted away, "If you try to stop me again, I will cut you down without hesitation. For you, although I don't know why you chose Aizan's side, but that doesn't mean I will obey his so-called orders. Since I have already harmed Nishiki because of my fault, I will not let that mistake continue, so Stop trying to stop me, Ulquiorra Cifer."

Mengluo didn't call him Ur as usual, but called out his name indifferently. For a moment, her expression resembled the indifference and emptiness of when she lost her mind.She turned around and walked forward without a single pause.

Ulquiola looked at the back of Mengluo going away, and the temperature just now remained between his fingers. There was a strange feeling of that kind of warmth lingering between his fingers, as if something had sprung out, and it was the first time that his always clear eyes Other emotions arise.

Mengluo ran in the depths of the passage. After a while, a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her pace gradually slowed down. She staggered,