In order to find the opponent, wandering around.

The two, tired of fighting, are eventually drawn together.

And that battle brought—

Joy and happiness.

That was what the young Saragi Kenpachi experienced from Unohana Yachiryu in the distant past.And that joy became his cage, restraining him and restraining him until now.

The blood became hot.

Ye Sun let out a mouthful of turbid air, but that breath immediately burned the dead tree.

"It's hit!"

Saragi Kenpachi left the first wound on Unohana Yachiryu's body, and fresh blood burst out from her left arm, irritating his eyes.

"laugh--"

It's a fight back.

Unohana Yachiryu's blade swung down and slashed his left chest.

Then, Saragi Kenpachi died again.

When he lost consciousness, Nozai's picture here was interrupted, but only by inference, she also knew that Unohana Yachiryu cured him.

Saraki Kenpachi's blade finally swung straight down, piercing Unohana Yachiryu's half body, causing fatal injuries——

"Ding!"

Instead of falling, she fought back at this moment.

"Do you think... I'm dead?" Unohana Yachiryu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and inserted the fingers of his left hand into the wound, and mist came out of the wound, "It's too slow! Shouldn't you You don’t know, why did I cultivate back to Dao?”

The distance was opened, Unohana Yachiryu's body and blade became pitch black, black liquid rolled down, and then, Saraki Kenpachi heard——

"Swastika solution, "everything is done." "

The knife seemed to be a water outlet, and the black liquid flowed down continuously like a waterfall.There is no light in Wujian, and this blackness swallows all the light.

Saraki Kenpachi's eyes widened.

"Yu Xing, stop here."

Saragi Kenpachi let out a loud laugh.

I can't hear what kind of laughter happened. If I have to describe it, it's more like the hoarse voice of a wild beast roaring, excited and fanatical, and I can't wait to rush forward immediately.

In fact he did.

Everything in front of him was like a hallucination. He saw that he and Unohana Yachiryu had turned into dry bones little by little, and the battle between the two dry bones was still going on.

Then he understood.

"You have been sleeping until now." Ye Sun murmured, "In deep sleep, over and over again, over and over again..."

Described all this with her over and over again.

All this is depicted in the dream.

"—It's a battle, Ah Jian."

she says.

The battle continued.

In the end, the broken sword in Saraki Kenpachi's hand pierced Unohana Yachiryu's chest.

It overlaps with the previous wound.

"—"

"Crack."

Ye Zai seemed to think of the sound of the iron cage being smashed in his ears.

Unohana Yachiryu's eyes softened.

"farewell."

Her mouth said so.

"The only one in this world..."

"The man who pleases me!"

"Good job, Saraki Kenpachi." She said, "That's it."

The hand that was holding the knife simply dropped down.

There is no prelude, and no superfluous words.

...she can't fight anymore.

Death itself is like that.

But this moment made Zaraki Kenpachi feel extremely long.

The scimitar fell to the ground and made a "bang-dang" sound. Kenba Saraki came back to his senses, pulled out the sword, and wrapped his arms around Unohana Yachiryu's waist. The broken sword came out of his hand and could not be inserted | on the ground in the distance.

"Is it over? Hey!" Zaraki Kenpachi shouted, "Are you dying like this? Hey!"

He tightened his hands holding Unohana Yachiryu.

"Don't die."

"It's not enough, it's not enough! Please, don't die! Please..."

"Don't die——!!"

"—"

The man is very helpless.

Wild thought.

It was about being born, and the only opponent finally died under his own knife, that kind of unacceptable helplessness.

It was hard to experience the real battle, it was hard to wake up, it was hard to break the cage.

This moment, which should have been gained, was lost to the person who gave him it all.

then--

"Zeraki Kenpachi."

she yelled.

Saragi Kenpachi turned around aware of it.He looked around, but couldn't find the source of the sound.Before he could hear what the man said, the voice died away.

"Zeraki Kenpachi."

"Zeraki Kenpachi."

"Zeraki Kenpachi."

Ye Sun yelled over and over again.

Until he can hear his name clearly.

"Who!" He roared, "Who is calling me, get out!"

- Ahhh.

Calling him at this time, he should be angry.

Ye Sun pursed his lips and continued to speak.

"Have you finally noticed my voice?"

"I--"

"Watching you all the time."

"Despite the long journey, despite being hurt by your words and deeds again and again, even though I once wanted to give up.

...and still watching you.

I miss you, as long as I think of you, nothing matters. "

Zanhundao also has a "heart".

Such an existence made her both warm and painful.

The man she couldn't agree with was like moonlight, although it was always so bright, but it was moonlight after all.There is no temperature, and it is not hot, almost freezing her blood.

"Longer than anyone, closer than anyone."

"Leaving Yaqianliu by your side, every time I come back, I can't wait to rush to you.

...so much time has passed. "

It was the first time I saw him have a companion.

The second time I heard him say "My Zanhundao has no name".

...What an excessive man, the measure of hope and despair is too good to grasp.

Ye Sun realized that he had been away for too long.

Emotions could not be suppressed all the time, trying to swallow her up.

"Meeting you for the first time, Saraki Kenpachi."

She suppressed the emotions in her voice and hid all the trembling behind the deep voice.

"my name is--"

Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes widened, his eyes fixed on the direction of the knife.

His mouth widened slightly, and his eyes were unbelievable.

Hundreds of years or thousands of years.

It was useless no matter how much I called, no matter how much I shouted, there was no answer.

Even the battle with Kurosaki Ichigo...he was obviously calling for his sword seriously, and he finally wanted to know the name, but he didn't make any sound.

can not hear.

No sound.

He thought his sword was just long-term liberation... just like Kurosaki Ichigo.Although I don't know the name, but the strength is enough.

but--

"—"

He stood up.

The spirits around the knife were restless, and the golden color gathered together, and then formed the short white skirt that he almost forgot, sticking out the red eyes that he thought had disappeared.

Only now did he notice the color of those eyes.

When we met for the first time, the color was incomparably fresh, just like the one from the enemy's wound.

Now it seems to have experienced some kind of precipitation, more like a scab torn wound than blood.

The girl looks at him.

She brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, and took a step forward with her bare feet like before.

"my name is--"

Saraki Kenpachi saw her lips move.

""Wild sun". "

The author has something to say:

what am i

Finally wrote this

The ghost knows that I wanted to write this when I started the article, and then the honey juice super outline is at least [-]...

fgo...

These heartless horses are dead! ! !He said he didn't want the doctor to die, but the liver pillar was faster than anyone else! ! !Fuck it, Barbatos beat it for a day, and the rest of the pillars were finished in less than a day! ! !

The doctor didn't see the sun yesterday! ! !

What about conscience QAQ! ! !Don't tell me that the science and technology account saved people, Merlin, can you stop letting those people take a turn? It's too fast! ! !

[excited to incoherent [don't care about this retarded person]

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