[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

"The Holy Emperor's Hymn" is a ballad spread among the Quincy masters. After the battle between the god of death and the Quincy masters ended more than 200 years ago, the content related to the Quincy masters was erased from the textbooks.

The sealed King of Quincy regained his heartbeat after 900 years, his consciousness after 90 years, and his power after nine years—and finally he regained the world in only nine days.

If it was true according to their legends, then the nine-day fierce battle was only halfway through, but [-] Death Gods had already died in battle, and this figure did not even include the nobles and Death God family members who lived in Seireitei.

"Master Patriarch is back!" Seeing the two groups of black shadows at the gate, the members running around in the Moran house stopped immediately, except for those who still had something to do, most of the members of the mansion rushed to the door.

Lifting off the pitch-black cloak cap, Moran Xianyi shook his hair and took the map handed over by the manager to check, while asking the medical officer to bring the wounded back home.

Seireitei has been completely invaded by the invisible empire, and the streetscape buildings are beyond recognition.Captain Ine said that the Quincy created their own ice palace hidden in the "shadow" of Seireitei. The two worlds existed in the same place at the same time, but for some reason they were not in contact.

The subtle dissonance in the air originally refers to this.

As early as two years ago in the decisive battle in Karakura Town, in order to deal with the man’s possible indiscriminate attack on the soul world, Moran Xianyi asked everyone to work together to set up this space transfer technique in consideration of self-protection──The result turned out to be She herself finds it ironic to use it at such a time.

Temporarily move the existence of Moran and Saotome Mansion from Soul World into her pre-set defense space, and then use the Saotome Clan's augmentation barrier to enhance the protection performance to the maximum.

Saotome Ryukyu is not good at fighting, but Saotome is also a long-established noble after all. They specialize in enchantment and sealing, and they get along very well with the Moran family.

If the invisible empire is hidden in the shadow of Seireitei, then they are hidden in the shadow of the invisible empire now, Mo Ranxianyi thinks it is fair.

The Fourth Division is limited by the order and must be on standby, and the ambulance squad can only be dispatched when it is confirmed that it is safe and sound.Now that Seireitei has been captured, the comprehensive ambulance station of the Fourth Division is estimated to have lost its function. Just now when she shuttled through the battlefield, she saw several squad leaders taking their team members to the ground for treatment.

The terrain was changed, and in order to make Reaper unable to search for the enemy or confirm the location of his companions, Quincy specially planted a high concentration of spirit particles.

Although the high concentration of spiritual particles is a good thing for Moran Xianyi who needs to quickly recover her spiritual pressure, she doesn't want to reveal her position, after all, putting the medical officer into a fighting situation is the worst thing to do.

She took her helpers around to check the battle situation, and secretly moved several death gods who were seriously injured and life-threatening into their space. She was terrified the whole time, and wished that her spiritual pressure sensing ability could be stronger.

"Huh... Thanks to you, you can really get these two cloaks without aesthetics."

Hearing the panting and slightly sharp dissatisfied remarks beside him, Mo Ran Xianyi raised his eyes to look at his friend.

Saotome Ryukyu opened the front of her cloak, and handed over a petite and lovely girl to the medical staff who came to support her.The girl's chest and abdomen were pierced by the enemy. Although the girl's life has been saved by basic treatment from Vice Captain Hina Mori, the damaged organs have not yet recovered.

In order to avoid causing her more damage during the movement, Moran Xianyi carefully set up a fine spatial loop on her wound.

The girl was being carried and was about to be transferred to the special ward, when she passed by Moran Xianyi, she suddenly grabbed her cloak and said angrily, "Brother, brother..."

Moran Xianyi lowered his head when he heard the words, gently stroked her cheek with his palm, and said with a smile: "Vice Captain Omaeda... your elder brother is very strong, don't worry about him. Your elder brother entrusted you to us for the time being, so Xiao Xidai will stay here to rest first, get a good sleep, and your elder brother will come to pick you up after waking up."

As Suzuki Sumire seemed to think of something, she covered her lips with her left hand and leaned to the Patriarch's side and whispered something in her ear.Moran Xianyi opened his eyes slightly, gave the medical staff a wink, and then smiled with the little girl: "Xidai's family is also here, let's meet them before entering the operating room!"

Seeing the girl slowly showing a smile and being quickly sent inside, several "Omaeda-style" men and women who were very different from her cute appearance cried with joy and gathered together. Moran Xianyi was finally able to stop for a while after running around for more than [-] hours. tone.

Turning his head to look at the man who was still angry, his long black hair was untidy and loosely tied into a ponytail hanging on his left chest.His sweat-wet hair was disheveled on the side of his cheeks, and his usually clean and gorgeous clothes were also stained with a lot of blood stains. Even so, his beautiful and fair face, which was both male and female, was still so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Looking at the Saotome people running around in the house with radiant faces, Moran Kanyi almost felt that his eyeballs had been purified.

"I want to make sure first, are you angry at your disheveled attire, or at me for dragging you around and making you like this?" Mo Ranxian said flatteringly, observing his expression carefully.

Seeing her shuttle through the battlefield, she still smiled innocently and beautifully after a long journey, compared with her embarrassed appearance, Saotome Ryukyu finally broke out, pulled off the cloak on her body and shouted in a low voice: "I'm sorry for making this unaesthetic thing. , and the person who put a layer of sheep's wool on the inside is angry!"

it is summer now!summer!Even if the outside is covered by an ice palace, it's still hot to run around, okay?

"What can I do? I only have these two sets, and you just want to take the initiative to give up the summer one. What's more..." The pitch-black cloak that can completely hide the spiritual pressure was pulled loosely to the ground, and Moran Xianyi smiled Pick it up and give it to Suzuki Sumire, "Mr. Urahara invented it, and my man laid this layer of wool. I don't know who you mainly want to get angry with."

her man.

It sounded harsh, but Saotome Ryukyu subconsciously didn't think about it, and retorted: "He is very considerate, knowing that you are afraid of the cold, he took the time to make two sets for you."

"Intimate?" Mo Ran Xianyi chuckled indifferently, "If it is really considerate, it should be tailor-made, not just stuffed with cotton."

This is the man's own size.She is 1.9 meters tall and wears 1.6 meters [-] on her body. Before she and Saotome infiltrated the battlefield, she had to rush to shorten the cloak so as not to fall to the ground with a few steps.

Not long ago, I found these two sets of cloaks after sorting out the closet. Knowing that he is not afraid of the cold at all, it must be given to her because the inner lining is made of wool.

Although he is a bad man, Mo Ran Xianyi has to admit that he really left some good things for himself.

"Are you rubbing your nose and face?" Saotome Ryukyu had seen Aizen several times, and after knowing his true face, she couldn't imagine that he would be willing to pay attention to such trivial matters for women.

"...I'll be very happy if I can touch you." She said indifferently, she took off her cloak and walked to the inner courtyard, "I'll go and see the child first, how about you?"

Saotome looked at her attire, waved her hand and said, "I'll go back to my place and take a shower before looking for you."

Mo Ran Xianyi thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Remember not to choose such beautiful clothes again. I don't know how many sets have been scrapped in the past few days. You are not sad. I will help you with your clothes."

"Who would want to be a crow if you're used to being a peacock?" Saotome squinted at the woman's hideous, domineering attire.

"...The peacock tripped over his own long tail, happy to hear about it." Mo Ran Xianyi smiled sincerely.

Farewell to friends for a while, Mo Ran Xianyi was thinking about his son whom he had not seen for a whole day, and he was passing the living room lightly—now all the valuables have been put away and turned into a temporary shelter—when he heard someone shouting loudly inside, vaguely still There are small sentences of apologies from members of the family.

Moran Xianyi frowned and opened the door, only to see a group of old guys yelling around the head of the branch.

Seeing the Patriarch appearing, the person in charge of the shelter seemed to see the savior and quickly broke through the siege and walked to her side, explaining the ins and outs under the Patriarch's suspicious gaze.

"Most of the rooms in the two mansions have been converted into operating rooms and ambulance observation wards, and the quilt beds and the remaining rooms are given priority to children, the elderly, the weak, and the disabled. There are at least five hundred children, and seriously injured patients are being sent in one after another, so how can there be any single rooms?"

Mo Ran Xianyi spoke lightly, even though his expression was emotionless, the clear, forceful, and even a little ironic words floated into the ears of everyone in the room, making their hearts tremble inexplicably.

"You came just in time, Patriarch Moran, so this is how your Moran clan treats guests?"

After Moran Xianyi comforted the person in charge, she was about to leave after confessing that no one should be allowed to cross the cordon under any circumstances, when an old and slightly contemptuous mockery suddenly stopped her in her tracks.

He turned his head to see who that person was, and looked at his attire up and down. It turned out to be the newly appointed sage of Room 46.

"Hospitality?" Moran Xianyi raised an eyebrow, chewing on the word and finding it interesting.

People at the level of chief and deputy captains are all scarred. How could the guards of Qingjing Pagoda Julin be the opponent of Quincy?

Not long ago, Moran Xianyi led Saotome and several family members to the underground meeting hall immediately after the fall of Room 46. Unfortunately, they were fighting endlessly with the Holy Soldiers. Fortunately, they received treatment from the 46th squad, With the help of Vice-captain Kira, who had a hole in his abdomen, he successfully rescued less than half of the members of Room [-] who survived.

In fact, the Moran clan has no reason to help them, but Kuchiki Byakuya has.

As the head of the four nobles, it is his responsibility to protect the members of the nobles, so Moran Kanyi and Saotome Ryukyu kept their agreement with each other, rescued Room 46, and transferred the Seireitei nobles to a safe area for protection.

Now [-]% of the nobles are under their protection, and those who cannot access the mansion are scattered in the safe territory of Liuhun Street.Although there is no way to feed and clothe them well, she thinks that she has no obligations to fulfill—as for the money that is now scattered, after successfully protecting the world of souls, she will double search it back from them.

Listening to other noble family heads and family members surrounding her, you criticize me with one word.Moran Xianyi accidentally caught a glimpse of her face reflected in the small mirror on the wall. The bruise on her forehead was left on her body by a Quincy master who called herself Nanana Najakup while transporting the wounded not long ago. The next small commemoration.

The "unguarded" ability code-named "U" calculates the distribution of the enemy's spiritual pressure, and then uses the morphine mode to let the spiritual pressure in the spiritual pressure hole overflow to paralyze the enemy's body──she was punched in order to help Saotome block the attack , but she dared to say that she was the God of Reaper with the most even and rigorous body Reiatsu distribution in Seireitei, and the opponent's ability was basically ineffective against her if no loopholes could be found.

Ever since her second serious injury, planning for a rainy day has become her motto.

I don't know what happened to Mr. Mie Quen who was paralyzed by the red butterfly because of his carelessness?

Thinking of this, Moran Xianyi unconsciously raised the corners of her lips and smiled, but she didn't think about it, but it made the nobles around shouting for her to open the area behind the blockade even more dissatisfied.

"You... want me to open the private courtyard?" Trying to take back her mixed thoughts, she looked around the "big shots" in the room with hesitation, just as if she was hearing some big joke.

"What? I heard that the Moran family has a large land, and even the mansion is separated by several areas," the 46-room sage sneered. A courtyard suitable for the status? Are there specially tidied houses behind the blockade?"

Moran Xianyi smiled and said: "To transform the mansion into a temporary rescue and shelter in just a few days is already the limit of what I can do for you. No matter how many requests I have, I will refuse."

"Just to let you open a few areas──"

"I'm sorry," Moran Xianyi said with a smile, "Just like the Patriarch Saotome is determined not to open the theater, I am also unwilling to open the private space belonging to my family."

"Why?" A nobleman said with a frivolous attitude, "Who doesn't know that your parents are dead, their courtyard..."

Moran Kanyi took a quick step to stop Suzuki Sumire from making a move, and with just a snap of his fingers, he locked the person into a small, dark square space.This sudden move caused the people in the room to look at each other in blank dismay.

There was no anger on her face, she calmly looked at the great sage whose face was livid because of the disappearance of that person, took a long breath and said softly: "Don't worry, it will be automatically resolved in a few hours."

"Do you know how much guilt is involved in attacking Room 46?" he asked.

"Huh?" Mo Ran Xianyi's eyes widened in surprise, "So he is also a member of Room 46? His words and deeds do not match his identity, so he didn't recognize it for a while."

As he said that, he was about to leave, but was blocked again.

Feeling that they really don't want to keep her ears clean, Mo Ran Xianyi sighed, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and said: "I advise everyone to give up the idea of ​​entering the private courtyard. I don't want the peace of my sons to be disturbed."

Moran Xianyi's son?There is indeed this one.

The nobles in the room immediately whispered, looking at her with even a little disdain.

"Hmph, I said today is not a good day, but I have to have something to do with that rebellious sinner."

When he opened the door and was about to step out of the room, when he heard this sentence, Moran Xianyi suddenly stopped and looked at the member of Room 46: "What do you mean?"

"... Huh?" The man froze.

Mo Ran Xianyi walked up to him and repeated every word: "Aside from the child, what else is related to that man?"

The man was taken aback by her awe-inspiring aura, so he faltered.

──Captain Jingle went to Room 46 and got permission to lift Aizen's three seals. He wanted to bring him to the ground as a special force?

She pondered the meaning, and immediately turned to leave.

Before leaving, I heard the group of old guys say angrily that it was because of that man that the spirit of the corpse and soul world was seriously injured, and now Selingting Court fell into such a miserable situation.

Mo Ran Xianyi turned their backs and stopped, a few words rolled on the tip of her tongue, but she did not choose to swallow them after all: "Although it is not right to say that, but if he hadn't betrayed... maybe I didn't prepare this space in advance Under the circumstances, everyone who is now arrogant has already become a dry bone on the side of the road."

It wasn't to rationalize the reason for the man's rebellion, but now she suddenly thought, if that man hadn't chosen to be an enemy of everyone, would they have survived until now in the face of the attack of the invisible empire?

Even though it took a year and seven months to improve again, Sei Lingting's life is still hanging by a thread.

"How dare a mere girl be so presumptuous..." Another nobleman wanted to say something.

"It's enough for you, it's so embarrassing to be in Room 46!"

Mo Ran Xianyi recognized this clear and bright young voice.

That is Awanmenna Yula, the daughter of the first secretary who was killed by Aizen and managed the corridor of the Great Spirit Book. She succeeded her dead father and became the new sage of Room 46.

She is a very special noble girl—although in terms of a child's appearance that does not match her age at all—because she has heard from this girl that it is not the world that is distorted, but Room 46 is the root of all distortions.

When he rescued her from under the rubble, Mo Ran Xianyi felt faintly grateful in his heart.

At least, among these corrupt nobles, there is still a star that is about to shine and has not yet fallen.

"After being brought back, you have food and clothing, quilts and a place to sleep in your nest. If you don't have no hands or feet, what do you want to fight for?" The noisy nobleman pointed his nose, "This is Moran House, not Qingjing Pagoda Julin, is it difficult to understand?"

Mo Ran Xianyi was also stunned for a while when she heard her suddenly give a speech-like lecture in the hall, and when he realized that he met her bright eyes, he couldn't help squinting with a smile.

In Awanmen Nayula said, "Anyone knows the etiquette that a guest should have, let alone a refugee hiding in someone else's mansion", Moran Xianyi nodded to her, closed the door and walked slowly through the cordon, Step into the courtyard with a warm atmosphere.

Since the start of the war, she has been busy scoring points. She is exhausted, checking the integrity of the space spells, strengthening the protective wall, connecting with the [-]th squad at any time to update the topographical maps prepared by family members, contacting the heads of noble families to confirm the situation, and shuttle battlefields Evacuate casualties or provide immediate treatment...

If she hadn't had her family as her spiritual support, she might not be able to support herself due to the fatigue of the past few days.

"Wang Wang! Wang!"

"It's aunt—"

"Wang! Wang!"

"Sister Xianyi is back!"

"Wang! Wang!"

Hey, it's also shouting, why is the noise here so pleasant?

"It's not bark," Mo Ran Xianyi squatted down, hugging her crawling babies one by one, their soft lips pouted and kissed her face, "it's mom—"

I've been in the six fur balls for a long time, and I don't want to learn anything, but use that soft and cute voice to learn how to bark like a dog.

Holding two in her arms, surrounded by the other two larger ones on her shoulders and backs, and there were several balls of furry rubbing against her feet, Moran Xianyi listened to the pleasant voices of "Mom" and "Auntie" in her ears. ", raising her eyes, she looked into the loving eyes of her grandfather who had not hung the Zanpakuto on her waist for a long time, and she thought that this is the happiest thing in the world.

Mo Ran Xianyi went back to the room first and changed into the deadly costume, put on the head of the house, Haori, and finished the meal, then took a group of children back to the children's room to coax them to take a nap.

The Oikawa couple barely survived their injuries and are still recovering.Oikawa Yuki, as the last Shinigami of the Sixth Division, was lucky enough to escape from the indiscriminate attack of the Quincy Division, and Moran Xianyi helped him take a long vacation on the grounds of taking care of his seriously injured parents.

He was too young and inexperienced, so going out would be death.

The world of corpses and souls has lost too many precious talents, and unnecessary sacrifices can be avoided as much as possible.

The three and 40-year-old Oikawa brothers and sisters must have felt uncomfortable going through this kind of thing.

Now I can still play with the twins lively, mostly with forced smiles.

"Why, I just came and everyone fell asleep?"

There was an extra set of sky blue haori in sight, Moran Kanyi raised his head, Saotome Ryukyu bent down and smiled softly at the sleeping children.

He originally liked children, and only when facing children can he see his less sharp side.

However, a man who is so keen on getting along with children is not good at love between men and women. He acts out one play after another, and the flowers of romance bloom one by one.

Mo Ran Xianyi occasionally thinks, what kind of woman can attract this arrogant and willful man?

As his childhood sweetheart, she sincerely hopes that he can find the flower that only belongs to him.

"Your eyes... have a story to tell?"

After a short break, Moran Soichiro returned to the front hall and continued to guard the gate. Moran Kanyi and Saotome Ryukyu half-closed the door of the children's room, and they both sat on the porch and talked softly.

"I just think that if Liu Sheng really has a child, he must look like a father." Mo Ran Xianyi smiled.

Upon hearing this, Saotome Ryukyu opened the keeled satin-covered folding fan, and flipped it casually a few times: "It's okay to be nice to other people's children, but if it's your own...a pleasant face, huh."

"You are still so dishonest." Mo Ran Xianyi teased him.

Glancing at her obliquely, Saotome Ryukyu turned her eyes back to the small river in the courtyard, without looking at her: "You can't get what you want by being honest, I'm not as naive as you."

"That's true," Mo Ran Xianyi lowered his eyes, unconsciously fiddling with the magic trick in his hands, "but it's always better to be frank when facing people and things that you really care about."

Only faint sunlight can penetrate here, but even so, find him for help, transfer the entire mansion together with the land to this different space that no one can detect and protect, so that all Moran people can learn the defensive function she created Guidao, and the establishment of a temporary rescue center with the medical team he secretly cultivated...

Saotome Ryukyu thought these ideas were whimsical at the time, but now she can only lament that it is fortunate to have her foresight.

The faint bruise on her forehead still hasn't disappeared, it was taken for him to protect him from being hurt, all in all, besides running around with her, he can't do anything for her.This childhood sweetheart who used to be a bit cowardly, now even if she is the only one, she can take everyone under her wing and protect her well.

Before she grew so strong, he had missed the opportunity to be frank.

That being the case, he should continue to be frank!This is the way he chose to live.

"Whose notification are you waiting for? You have already seen the rotten wood cured by the Zero Division with your own eyes, haven't you?" Seeing that she was restless, Saotome squinted at her indifferently.

"It's not that I want to be contacted by someone, but..." Moran Xianyi put down the messenger and sighed, "I want to know what's going on over there."

Under the hindrance of the high concentration of Reishi, the familiar powerful Reiatsu on Seireitei's side could still be sensed. Saotome caught a glimpse of her trembling hands, and the two fell silent for a moment.

Standing on the street of Seireitei before returning to the house, the entire Soul World was shaking.The turmoil in their blood made them understand that this was a sign of the fall of the symbol of the spirit world.

How long can this corpse soul world last?They looked at each other and asked before stepping into the mansion.

After stepping into the mansion that was not affected by the collapse outside, they acted as if nothing had happened outside, and still received the report calmly, taking the lead in calming everyone's restless hearts.

Saotome thought to herself, this is the so-called head of the family, they are the pillars of the whole family.

However, even an existence with such a strong mind cannot be invincible.They still feel scared, and they still have that hidden vulnerability in their hearts.

In such a situation where the world is about to be lost at any time, it is impossible to waste any more time like this.

She has made such a great effort and endured so much alone, how could she not even fulfill this little hope.

"Just one glance." In the silence, Saotome spoke first.

"...What?" Mo Ran Xianyi was slightly taken aback.

Saotome patted her on the back and made her stand up from the corridor: "It's always good to be frank when it comes to people and things you care about—how can you just forget after you finish talking?"

"Lusheng, I..."

"Just take a look at him, and then come back," Saotome snorted through her nose, "Missing is a disease that can be cured."

Take one look at him and come back.

These words echoed in her ears, Mo Ran Xianyi blinked her sore eyes from lack of sleep for several days, and glanced at the half-covered children's room, vaguely seeing the two children holding hands together in good spirits .

She turned her head and looked into the clear and transparent eyes of her friend at this time, as if the people around her always knew herself better than her.

"I'll be back soon!"

Before finishing her thoughts, she had already taken her own steps.

The wind blew past the black cloak the man had left behind, and she was going to meet him.

Even if you can only look at it from a distance.