Slightly Smile Mandarin Sauce!

The author has something to say: This is the end of the virtual circle journey, and I will not meet Xiaosi Xiaoliu Xiaoliu, so that they will not have any friendship in the future... The next one is the Shinsengumi, I will work hard to let the god of death For a short time, back to Wang Wang vampire... But the plot of the vampire... Satsuma is not yet old enough to go to high school, I'm sorry...

What is a battlefield, what is a fight... She has experienced this many years ago.

But the number of enemies is too many to kill, and it is too exaggerated when her strength has not fully recovered.

The bright red liquid trickled down from the long stick, wiping away the blood sprayed on his cheeks, he opened his palm to look at the blood on his hands, panting heavily, and leaned against his back with some exhaustion. Ichimaru Gin, who was forced to retreat by the group, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed happily: "Ichimaru-san, I never thought that I might die with you in this place."

If the two of them died here like this, wouldn't the plot of the god of death change later?Ichimaru Yin shouldn't have gone to her in the first place. If there were no Kuchiki Satsuma, Ichimaru Yin would not have been involved... But even though she had a little hope in her heart, looking at the empty crowd all over the sky, everything was in vain. It goes without saying.

"Hehe, Mikan-san, I can't give up until the last moment~ I never planned to die here with you." Ichimaru Gin was also in a mess. Although the young boy was still smiling, his face was full of embarrassment. After all, the long wound on the lower abdomen is not just there to look good, it is still bubbling blood until now.

Tearing off a piece of clothes that was fairly clean and still in Ichimaru Gin's arms, Mikan gritted her teeth and grabbed the long stick that was fortunately not broken, and pushed Ichimaru Gin behind her: "You should not be brave if you are injured, just Right now, I am much better than you, you rest first, and I will deal with these guys."

A hollow roared and rushed over, its sharp claws stretched straight towards Mikan's head, but when it was about to touch Mikan, it suddenly turned into countless fragments and blew past Mikan's side.

Like fragments torn apart by ruthlessness, they quickly vanished into nothingness in the white desert.

But Mikan still held her long black stick and did not move.

Looking at everything that happened in front of him with wide eyes, a certain Yinzi raised the corners of his mouth and laughed softly.

Raising a pair of scarlet eyes, Mikan lightly licked the blood on the corners of her lips, the rich blood energy quickly permeated from her body, and even a certain Yinzi who was dangling behind Mikan could feel it keenly. The bloody aura on Mikan's body, although he didn't understand what had happened to Mikan's body, he was happy to watch from behind.

No matter how you look at it, the girl's chopping skills don't seem to be just practiced by herself. The real killing intent and agile skills are not at all like the experience that the Kuchiki family should have... It's really Aizen-san What do you know to say that to yourself, to see what it is like to feel that you don't exist in the world.

And... that's obviously not the ability a god of death should have.

Ichimaru Gin smiled more and more happily, and a faint blush finally appeared on his pale face.

"Tearing...it's still preserved, I knew that Jiulan's blood seemed to be integrated into the soul..." Muttering in a low voice, Mikan took a step forward with a smile.

Since they are all monsters, let's see which monster's natural ability is stronger in this world.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that her ability cannot save the life of the important person, and she is afraid that she will not be able to go back in the next world.

Her home, where she really belongs is not here, nor the future, but the short-lived warmth of the past.She herself divides it very clearly, even if it is only a few short years in Jiulan's family, even if she has lived in this world for decades... Her blood is still from Jiulan's family, and she will always be Jiulan tangerine !

The sharp claws slashed across the white and tender cheeks, but was pierced through the body by the faster long stick.The virtual group around Mikan was quickly wiped out, and within the radius of the long stick, no virtual group could approach.

At the same time, the scars on Mikan's body are also rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ichimaru Yin saw it in his eyes, and his eyes were so narrow that he couldn't see the color of his pupils: "Mikan-san, you are indeed a very special existence. Already With such strength, why don’t you join Goutei’s thirteenth squad, even if you don’t have spiritual power, you can still lead it in the eleventh squad~ But… I haven’t heard that Mikan-san has such an ability before, so unscrupulous If you use it in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will tell others?"

The long stick was erected on the ground with a bang, Mikan looked back at the smiling young man with a pair of bright red eyes that were almost bleeding: "So I'm thinking whether to silence you now, lest you go back to the soul world Talk nonsense to me."

Xu Qun gradually stopped attacking the two of them, growled and prepared to scatter in all directions.

Untiing the red rope that bound her long hair and pinching it in her hands, Mikan walked towards Ichimaru Gin and lifted him up from the ground easily, grabbed his arm and put it on her shoulder, and supported Ichimaru Gin's little girl with her left hand. The waist was fixed on his side: "There was a spiritual impact here just now, and there is so much bloody smell, it will definitely attract Xu... Find a cave or something to rest, it's better than staying here many."

"Ah, don't you want to silence me?" The silver-haired boy obediently let Mikan support him, and walked step by step to the place where the long stick stood in front, smiling even more happily. "Hehe, Mikan-sang, you are so soft-hearted. One day you will regret that you are too soft-hearted towards others."

"If I do it, I will never regret it. If I have that time, I might as well do other meaningful things."

"Oh, mandarin sang, you can't do anything if you die."

"If there is something in this world that can't die...you won't think so. It's not that there are eternal things in this world, it's just that you don't see it by chance."

"Hehe, has Mikan ever seen something eternal?"

"Ichimaru-san, it's already too much for you to call me Mikan-san, please don't remove the honorific title, I'm not that familiar with you."

"...It's okay, we'll get to know each other from now on. I heard that the desert here is endless, and there are very few things like caves... Do you want to use Shunpo for Satsuma?"

"Deadwood."

"Ah, don't be so outrageous, after all, we all lived and died together..."

"..."

The blood-soaked clothes were sticking to their bodies wetly. The two of them couldn't find a source of water, so they could only make do with the bloody clothes sticking to their bodies.

Facing the small bonfire in front of him, Mikan hugged her knees and curled up in a small corner of the cave. She couldn't feel any pain, couldn't feel the coldness, and couldn't even feel if her stomach was already hungry. Almost cooing.But looking at a seriously injured boy lying in another corner, Mi Gan felt a little more balanced.

Compared with his miserable appearance, he is obviously much better, fortunately Jiulan.

"During the decades when Mikan-san was in a coma, did you have any dreams?" Seemingly feeling that the atmosphere between the two was too solid, Ichimaru Gin carefully avoided the wound and turned over, looking at the opposite side of the campfire, immersed in his own thoughts mandarins.

"If you talk about dreams, there should be some... But until now I have no memory, and I have never thought of it." If Kuchiki Mikan really had a dream for decades, it would be too long, But if you haven't had a dream, that's impossible. "I don't remember anything, I don't know anything, I just know that after waking up, I became Kuchiki Satsuma."

"No one has taught you how to speak, no one has taught you common sense, Mikan-sang seems to know everything when she wakes up, what a blessing."

Seeing Ichimaru Gin's face without any flaws, Mikan smiled softly: "You don't have to go around the bush, just ask what you want to ask, I don't have that much patience to deal with you slowly, Ichimaru-san. You You have been probing for something since you approached me, although I don't know your purpose, but my intuition has always been very accurate."

The red eyes opened again, looking at the girl in front of him meaningfully, Ichimaru Gin did not make a sound for the first time.

Playing with the long stick in the palm of his hand, Mikan tore off the tattered coat, holding one end of the long stick in his hand, but the other end was in front of Ichimaru Gin's throat with a rustle: "Ichimaru Gin, don't make me and you I can fight, but you are still far behind. I am willing to exchange my life for it, can you?"

"Yeah, what Mikan Sang said is terrible. Ever since I entered the Jingling Court, I never thought of dying."

"If you can get out alive, your wish will definitely come true, Ichimaru-san!" With a low voice, he threw the long stick at the back of Ichimaru Gin, nailing a crawling figure hiding in the dark straight to death. Xu, Mikan rushed over and kicked Xu who were crawling towards Ichimaru Gin one by one, "The second wave is coming, Ichimaru-san, please don't die like this so easily."