Kneel down!call mom!

"Baqi no Orochi."

Aizen quietly said the name of the god, and the expressionless eyes in the past rarely showed displeasure.

Yamata no Orochi is still the same as it was a thousand years ago, the passage of time has not changed him, even the smile on his lips is the same as when he faced him.

Unlike Aizen who regards him as an enemy, Yamata no Orochi doesn't actually have any disgust for Aizen. In fact, over the years, there have been very few people who can make him feel disgusted.

For the behavior of provoking Aizen's great Buddha, Yamata no Orochi has no regrets.

This world pays attention to a cycle of cause and effect. Aizen once drove his younger brother to a dead end, and would rather sacrifice his soul than make him feel better. As a god, he naturally wants to satisfy the wishes of believers who believe in him.

The only thing he didn't expect was that he accidentally hurt his mother because of this, but the past thing Yata no Orochi would obviously not put it in front of his opponent.

Aizen's combat power, which is completely integrated with Bengyu, is not in vain. Even Yamata no Orochi can only guarantee his invincibility with all his strength.

Of course, neither of the two players in the battle are very happy characters, so in the eyes of outsiders, even these two have a feeling of being light and useless when they fight.

Aizen has Bengyu to use, but Yamata no Orochi also has a lot of cards. For so many years, the number of souls he has kept is innumerable, and they are all snake demons that can be driven, and he uses his own uncleanness The power has no side effects, and they won't get hurt in a fight. The fight between the two seems like a sci-fi blockbuster.

In addition, because Aizen tested Qingming's ability before, and confirmed that this person was with Tang Yuanyuan and would protect her safety by visual inspection, he no longer had any scruples and used his full strength.

It's not that Qingming took Tang Yuanyuan away without thinking about it, but he also discovered one thing at the same time, no matter how fierce Aizen and Yamata no Orochi seemed to be fighting, he would still have the idea of ​​abducting people in Qingming actions at the same time.

Lan Ran didn't question Tang Yuanyuan, because he was so smart that he couldn't guess the truth. Before, he just didn't want to think about it, but now he roughly guessed the truth of the matter.

After Yuanzi's death, almost everyone in Fujiwara City forgot her existence. In everyone's memory, the third daughter of the Fujiwara family had died of illness when she was five years old. At the beginning, Aizen thought it was the Fujiwara family who were too sad. He kept his mouth shut and didn't think in other directions.

Yaqi Orochi has been very familiar with Fujiwara Yuanko from the beginning, and there are many big monsters around her. It is almost impossible to say that she is just an ordinary person.

His childhood sweetheart is real, and the existence of Fujiwara Momoko is also real, but what if...Fujiwara Momoko's body was not the original soul from the beginning?

The battle situation became more tense, and the Bengyu on Lanran's body evolved for a few rounds because of being forced by the power of the gods, and the fight became even more out of proportion. After a dozen, even without the use of the Bengyu King Key, there would probably be a big pit left in the land of Karakura Town.

The gods of death who have not been defeated by Aizen hurriedly helped their companions to leave the center of the battle circle, but the number of captains who had been killed by Aizen before was quite a lot, and it was almost impossible to completely transfer in a short time.

Rangiku held in his arms a Toshirō Hitsugaya who had completed a complete swastika, and held Gin Ichimaru who was knocked unconscious by Aizen's sword in his hand. He had no hands to deal with the affected Reiatsu, and turned around quickly. body, intending to use their bodies to help their captain and childhood sweethearts block the attack.

Simply the impact is not big, even if it resists at most, it will only be injured.

The surrounding space was trembling with spiritual pressure, and Luanju closed her eyes tightly. Although she was no longer the little girl who would cry for money when she had little troubles, she was still somewhat afraid of pain.

But after a long while, nothing happened. A boy's clear voice came from next to his ear, and the end of the sound also carried some coquettish meaning.

"This is not good, girls will become uncute if they bleed!"

Toshirō Hitsugaya, who was held in Ranju's arms, was carried out. She opened her eyes and found that it was a young, beautiful, black-haired boy.

The young man smiled with crooked eyebrows, carrying her captain with one hand, and easily resisting the impact with the sword in the other hand.

"You are!" Ranju probably didn't expect that there would be someone to help at this juncture, could it be that Kisuke Urahara found that helper?

"Qing Guang! Wait a minute! You're too fast, so cunning, why don't you take the limelight all by yourself!"

Yamato Mamoru Anding followed immediately. Seeing Ranju looking at them in a daze, he scratched his cheek shyly, and then quickly helped the unconscious Ichimaru Gin up, "Well, I'm sorry for being late. Now, I am Yamato Shou Anding, and this one who has been playing handsome is my companion Kiyomitsu, and I am here to help you under the order of the master!"

California Qingguang saw that his friend had no intention of doing anything, so he simply threw Dongshiro, who was carrying him, to his friend, so that he could concentrate on resisting the impact of Reiatsu.

"I can't hold on for long, An Ding, hurry up!"

Seeing An Ding still smiling and talking to Miss Death, Qing Guang's voice was full of grievances.

The battle between Aizen and Shenming is completely a fight between gods and swords, and it is too easy to get involved with the sword Fusangshen who is only a few hundred years old, so he can only help his master save people, but An Ding is still a black-bellied person. Handsome is no longer a joke.

Only then did Yamato Shou'an speed up a bit, and hurriedly led the people to a safe place.

And there were already people at the appointed place, and when they saw them bringing people over, they jokingly said, "Hey, it's finally here, I thought you were going to celebrate the New Year on the battlefield... It hurts, it hurts. Definitely! Don't hit me on the head with the handle of the knife!"

"When you're away from home, can't you behave more elegantly?" Ge Xian Kaneding sighed in his heart, looking at the younger generation of his sword school, Izumi Mori Kanesada, it's fine to call his ancestors by nicknames. He is not a vulgar person, but now there are In the presence of outsiders, it is better to restrain yourself a little.

There are a lot of Shinigami and Pomian participating in this battle, and the swords that are not busy in Honmaru also come to help, barely taking everyone out of the battle circle.

There is no doubt about the importance of this battle, it is related to whether the master can return to Yinyangliao.

Because the previous lord wanted to find a son, although he signed a contract with Honmaru, he never had time to spend a long time with the Token Fusangshen in Honmaru. The short swords in Honmaru complained more than once or twice because of this matter. up.

With the wishes of many short-legged people, the Sword Fusangshen who came to this world really felt the heavy burden on their shoulders.

Even Zongsan Zuowenwen, who had been sluggish all the time, started to do the hard work of moving people because of Xiaoye's request.

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Because of Tang Yuanyuan's repeated orders, Seimei didn't let all the cubs go together when all the personnel failed to evacuate from the battlefield. If innocent people were involved, Tang Yuanyuan, the devil, would have allowed Ibaraki to pluck his hair.

Now that Daojian Fusangshen have transferred all the personnel out, Qingming has no scruples, and quickly motions for the cubs to come out and fight together.

Since you can use a helper, who wants to fight alone, unless you don't have a brain.

A meteorite brushed against Aizen's cheek. If he didn't dodge, the target should be the face, but even in the fights in the Heian-kyo period, it was rare to greet the face with a weapon.

Although everyone tacitly agrees, they also acquiesce in the principle of not hitting someone in the face when hitting someone, at least not hitting the face with a weapon.

Unless it is the kind of deep hatred that kills one's father and steals one's mother (√).

And the person who did this kind of thing of hitting people's faces with meteors is a god, and he was even more respected in Gao Tianyuan before.

Huang came out from the portal in mid-air. Originally, his aura was quite condensed, but now he created a sense of intimacy with strangers, and the way he looked at Aizen was even more unsightly.

Even though he has chosen to give up human emotions a long time ago, it doesn't mean that Huang can tolerate someone trying to take away his own aunt, and even try to be their stepfather.

【impossible. 】

To use Yasha's words yesterday, even if all the canned orange factories in the world closed down, he would never allow anyone to abduct his mother in person!

Being able to swear on the canned oranges is enough proof...Yasha believes that Grandma can bring back the canned orange factory.

Noticing Huang's expression, Aizen had the illusion that he really had a deep hatred with him, but thinking about it carefully, in his thousand-year memory, even the memory of the Heian-kyo period, there was no trace of this person's existence.

Because of Yamata no Orochi, Ara avoided melee combat, but according to his fighting style, it is still more cost-effective to throw meteors from a distance.

The appearance of Huang was just the beginning. Ai Ran felt the instability of the surrounding spiritual pressure. In mid-air, he was surrounded by flowers of the other shore, and the fragrance of the flowers had a strange power. It not only had the ability to corrode and attack, but also The effect of confusing the mind.

Also taking advantage of Lan Ran's momentary trance, the Endless Sword Domain has already enveloped his body.

At this time, Aizen realized that something was wrong. Even with Bengyu's assistance, he couldn't move a single inch. Although he could still see and hear, he felt as if he was exiled from this world.

"Qingming! You take her away quickly!" Da Yuemaru held the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu in his hand, with a cautious expression on his face. Aizen's strength is too strong, even he can't keep her for too long, but he can delay enough for Grandma to leave. Time is enough.

Qingming looked at Tang Yuanyuan and asked for her opinion.

Tang Yuanyuan would not let the good opportunity created by her son go to waste. She nodded, and after Qingming opened the portal, she would go straight in and bid farewell to this mind-numbing world of comics.

Just before walking in, Tang Yuanyuan heard Lanran calling her name.

"Yuanzi."

Lan Ran's voice was slightly hoarse, because he knew that if Tang Yuanyuan was allowed to leave this time, he would never see her again.

Hearing someone calling her, Tang Yuanyuan couldn't help but turn around and look at Aizen. When Dayuemaru said that there was enough time, she seemed a little helpless and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I won't stop you from leaving, I just want to know..." Although Aizen, who was exiled by the Endless Sword Domain, was imprisoned, he didn't show any discomfort at all. The expression on his face was rare and sincere, so sincere It was almost impossible for Tang Yuanyuan to tell the truth, "What's your real name?"

"Tang Yuanyuan."

Perhaps because a certain point in her heart was touched, Tang Yuanyuan finally said her name. Even though her conscience was vaguely condemned at the same time, she still disappeared from everyone's sight with Qingming.

As the saying goes, sincerity of love is precious, and the price of conscience is even higher. If it is for a child, both can be thrown away.