rain forest

The brown-haired man raised the tip of his knife lightly, and pushed Aoki away.

The woman lowered her eyes as she retreated, Takashi Watanabe died.

"Qingtong, what do you want to achieve through such a move? You should know that there is also an insurmountable gap between you and me."

The physical discomfort seemed to be ignited by this sentence, but the pale woman smiled frankly: "It's just asking for death."

"Takashi Watanabe made me understand that one day I will do what I did today. Rather than worrying about it in the days to come, it is better to take this opportunity and end it early."

"I'll never be able to catch up with you. But I also manipulate illusions, and I have a fight."

Blue flames soared into the sky, filling the entire courtyard. In the swaying flames, the air distorted, and pictures that did not belong here gradually appeared. A corner of the torii is exposed.

Lan Ran's pupils shrank slightly, as if some kind of huge power was struggling to break out from the emptiness.

It was Lanran who attacked first, and the mirror flower and water moon were liberated, and the attack that should not have failed was dodged.Lan Ran was startled, and said in an admiring tone: "Oh, Qingtong, it seems that I have to kill you."

The answer was the rushing flames, Aoki said slowly: "Then Captain Aizen should hurry up, I don't have the physical strength to support a protracted battle."

Every move of her is the final blow with all her strength and her entire life.

The massive battle was unknown to outsiders because of the existence of the solid barrier.

This battle lasted unexpectedly, and it was not until the East was pale that the winner was decided.

Aizen's blade passed through Aoki's body, and he could feel the gradually weakening heartbeat passing along the blade to his hand.

Aoki no longer had the strength to stand up, her whole body weight was hanging on the knife passing through her body, the wound was pulled even bigger, but she no longer felt the pain.

"……it's a pity……"

Lan Ran's knife pierced her and cut off the rope around her neck at the same time, the jade jade left by 28 fell to the ground and shattered, and the small flame solidified inside flashed and extinguished at her feet.

"...It's a pity..." She saved it for so long, but she still couldn't, until the end.

The cyan light escaped from the woman's body and slowly began to burn. Gradually, Aoki's whole body was bathed in the flames. It was so bright that Aizen had to squint his eyes.He could no longer see the figure of the woman, but felt that the weight on the knife was getting lighter and lighter.

He said in an appreciative tone: "Spiritualization? It's so beautiful..."

In the end, on his knife, there was only a damaged Death Fighter's outfit left.

The sun has risen.The light is full of light, and it is the weather after the rain.

Jinglingting, the third team.

Kira Izuru decocted medicine early in the morning and sent it to the vice-captain Tsuchimikado. The area where the high-ranking Shinigami lived was different from the ordinary team building. It was very empty, and only his footsteps could be heard.

The well-trimmed garden plants looked beautiful after a heavy rain, and the wet gravel ground reflected the light.

The bloodiness of yesterday seemed to have been washed away by the heavy rain, and the sun was shining brightly, and it was another new day.

The young man was a little worried. Last night, Shiba Haiyan, the vice-captain of the [-]th division, and his wife Shiba both died in the line of duty, and the vice-captain Shiba and the vice-captain Tsuchimikado have a good relationship.

Captain Ukitake has already fallen, I hope Vice Captain Tsuchimikado will not do the same.The high-ranking god of death is used to hiding the Reiatsu, even though Tsuchimikado's living room is just around the corner, Kira still can't get a glimpse of Tsuchimikado's Reiatsu.

The boy lamented in his heart the sub-captain's superb ability to hide the spiritual pressure, and secretly made up his mind to work hard.

"Ah, Captain..." Walking to the door of Tsuchiyamon's living room, Kira was surprised to find that the door was open, and a man with silver-purple hair was standing at the door. Kira realized something was wrong, and said cautiously, "Captain? The vice-captain of the gate is delivering the medicine..." The young man said so and looked inside.

Then, the tray in his hand couldn't hold it anymore.

The medicine bowl slid down and shattered on the ground. The black concoction stained the socks of him and the man who had stood there for an unknown amount of time with a dirty color.The temperature at the entrance is moderate, but it is hot on the skin.

Countless thoughts raced past in my mind, and finally pulled into nothing but white.

The boy saw that there was no one on the tatami and under the quilt, but there was a white singlet.

The Zanpakuto was put aside properly, the wooden scabbard was dull in color.

The man with silver-purple hair finally came back to his senses, and his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't slept all night: "It's really... If you don't tell me—"

Ichimaru silver said that he stopped suddenly, his tone was helpless and melancholy: "Well, Kira, please work harder, don't fill the vacancy of the third seat, just change the target to the vice captain."

The man rubbed the boy's head, turned around and left: "I'm really not used to the sudden absence of someone around me..."

Kira Izuru's eyes suddenly became astringent, his captain lost his usual smile, and his fluttering back looked lonely and helpless.Yet, as if sustained by some fragile conviction, his back was straight.

The captain who rubbed his head kept going forward, but the person who did this to him would never appear again.

Those kindness and warmth revealed in the ridicule and teasing, those care and support without trace - there will never be any more.

death.

Kneeling down with red eyes, the young man who cleaned up the debris on the ground could really feel its weight.

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In the present world, there is an empty seat in the suburbs.

Inari Shrine.

The little brown-haired guy was poking his head at the entrance to the long stone path.It has been quite a while since Master Qingwu rushed in uncharacteristically, he was curious and uneasy, and secretly followed.

Master Qingwu must have gone to the stone chamber.If possible, he would also like to go to the stone room to find out, but his cultivation base is too low, and he can't even walk the stone path to the end. The gloomy underground stone path is so scary, why don't he go up first.

Just as he was thinking this way, a man in white clothes and white hair appeared at the end of the stone path.In his arms... the little guy stretched his neck out of curiosity—holding a ball of fire?

The blue color is the holy flame of their Aoki clan, but there seems to be a faint human figure in the flame?

A moment later, Qingmu Qingwu had already walked in front of him, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing here?"

"Hey——" the man's cold voice made the little guy frowned instantly, and his eyes flicked around in a panic, "Huh? Who is this?"

What Aoki Qingwu held in his arms was indeed a person.

The man bowed his head.

While staring at the person in his arms with a curious look, the little guy rejoiced in his heart—oh yeah!Successfully changed the subject!

In the next second, he was so shocked that he couldn't think of anything.

The woman in Aoki Qingwu's arms was wearing a tattered unlined garment, the unlined garment was covered with blood, and there was a fatal wound on her chest.

The flames surrounding her suddenly frantically rushed towards the wound as if stimulated, and then, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the blood on the clothes was sucked back.

As if this was something that wasn't allowed to happen, someone forced time back.

The translucent blue flame gently covered the unscathed female body, and then flowed down as if under the force of gravity.

Flames streamed down her hair, dyeing her brown hair pure white.

The flames trickled down the corners of her clothes, and condensed into the shape of a tail at the tailbone.

The flame-made tail hangs down softly, as if it has a furry touch.

One.

two.

The second tail appears for a moment and fades away.

The first tail and the rest of the flames were slowly extinguished until the woman opened her eyes.

Aoki Qingwu stared at her with eyes very similar to the woman in his arms, and said coolly: "Welcome home, Aoki Qingtong."