[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

The street returned to the original appearance of Seireitei, but most of the buildings were destroyed. In the flat barrenness, except for the big hole in the floor, the first thing that caught the eye was Mr. Quincy, who was very familiar and fell down not far away.

How could she not remember when she took Kiyoshi from the arms of Vice Captain Omaeda—what did Mr. Urahara look like in the room that Mr. Urahara used to make the gate leading to the Soul King Palace?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he felt the spiritual pressure of several captains and deputy captains disappear under the big hole, and Mo Ranxianyi slowly got up from behind the broken wall where he was hiding.

As soon as she arrived, she subconsciously didn't look at the very abrupt stone chair that didn't match the surrounding scenery.She knew that the man was restrained there, and she was standing behind him at this moment.

It suddenly occurred to her that no matter in the past or the present, she always seems to catch up with a hot brain and a thought, regardless of whether the other party is willing to stay for her or not.

Originally, I just wanted to take a look at it from a distance, but when I arrived, I realized that I didn't have the courage to step out.

One hundred meters, so close seems to be the end of the world.

In the face of life and death in the world of corpses and souls, but she only thinks about the love of her children, she will definitely be despised and ridiculed.

Appearing here is not to save the world, but simply to see him and take a look at him.

But whether he wanted to see her here, she didn't know.

In the final analysis, she has no confidence in the two years of blankness, she does not have the confidence that is still being remembered.

Really, if that person knows that she is hesitant to speculate on these insignificant things──

She really would not be able to hold her head up in front of him for the rest of her life.

"I was just thinking about how long this hide-and-seek will last, and I always feel that it can end sooner..." The man's voice was extremely low, but it was very clear in Mo Ran Xianyi's ears, "Do you think so, Miss Mo Ran? "

Mo Ran Xianyi heard that his tone was always joking, and after hesitating for a while, he didn't go directly to him.

Slowly leaning her back on the restraint chair, she curled up with her arms around her knees, trying not to think about what he called her and that cold and alienated voice.

The finger unconsciously turned the gold ring, compared to the tight fit when it was first obtained, it has been so loose for a long time.She had thought many times about what the ring represented, whether it was an oath, or a reminder of the fact that it was not a match.

It turned out to be the latter...

"It happened that you were too excited, the words you wanted to say were confused in your mind, and you messed up your appearance before you came out," she said softly after the silence, "I can apologize if I make you impatient."

"I haven't seen you for a while, why did Miss Mo Ran become so polite?"

"...I haven't changed," Mo Ran Xianyi smiled with downcast eyes, "It's just that I know how to read words."

"Oh?"

"On the contrary, I think it's you who are being polite, as if... as if going back to 52 years ago, when you were the 'Captain Aizan'."

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, the corners of his eyes drooping, he looks honest and kind.

At that time, the captain of the fifth team did not attract her, he was frugal and polite but not so kind.

Then he took off his glasses in front of her and removed the barriers of the lenses. She found that the man had beautiful long eyelashes, deep eyes that could not see the bottom, and the gaze that looked at her was so gentle.

"What happened to me at that time?" Aizen's voice was smiling.

Mo Ran Xianyi heard the words and thought for a while, then said concisely: "I don't like it."

There was a low laugh coming from behind, Mo Ran Xianyi didn't know how she pleased him, but felt a bit of sourness and throbbing pain in her heart.

I thought that no matter how bad it was, it would be nothing more than silence and embarrassment, but I didn't expect that the words were so cold and distant.

Lan Ran didn't continue to ask her how she felt about him now. After chuckling, he changed the subject and said calmly, "Why did you come here?"

"I planned to leave after looking at it from a distance," she said casually, hugging her knees, "If it causes you trouble, I will leave immediately..."

"I'm asking you," the man interrupted her with a low voice, which sounded gentle and vaguely displeased, "Why did you come here?"

Moran Xianyi chewed on the almost imperceptible displeasure in his words, remembering what he had said in the past, there were not many things that could make him lose his good mood—and he had never really lost his temper with her.

In this way, it might be a pioneering move to make him angry?

Thinking about what to say to contradict him, make him angry, and then go home with this new experience as a souvenir...

Mo Ranxianyi blinked her eyes, and the thought flashed by, and she understood that the trembling in her heart was the so-called reluctance.

No matter how long it has passed, she is unwilling to hurt him.

Even if it's just a lie - even if he doesn't care about this small and twisted thought at all.

At the moment when the world is collapsing, it is a moment of joy to use the quick tongue—and then even if the world is saved, they are still separated by 2 years.

She has a scale in her heart, leaning towards him.

"Because... I miss you." She knew very well that if she took a wrong step here, she would lose it. The love for this man is the most proud part of her heart, "I miss you, so I came to see you... no ?"

Moran Xianyi's voice was very soft, she murmured softly about her thoughts, revealing her inner joy, satisfaction, hesitation, uneasiness...complicated and cautiously probing.

The tone of voice sounded calm and gentle, but Aizen wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe the mist from the corner of her eyes for no reason.

Even if he didn't look at it, he knew that the woman must have raised her chin slightly, restraining her emotions like a queen.

He speaks frankly, but he is so stubborn that even he can't do anything about her.

Two years can change a lot of things, leaving her behind and even making her an enemy of the world she loves. In the mirror, she only chose the one that made him comfortable.

If he is well, she will be well. This little thought is so obvious that only she thinks that she is hiding it well.

"Hide and seek is over, how long do you want to hide behind me?"

He didn't even believe it himself, but in 50 years, he only said something insincere to her twice.

Once I forgot the first time I met her, and the other time...

The fragments of the story are still vivid in his memory, and he has already tried to make amends, but with her easy to be serious nature, she might misinterpret his original intention again.

Lan Ran watched a petite figure hidden under the black cloak slowly walking up to him, the only eye visible under the coat only glanced quickly and then looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

He didn't miss that moment of brilliance. In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he occasionally thought of his moonlight, and the gentleness that was not piercing would always flow in his heart.

"As you can see, I can't move as I want," Aizen smiled at her, with a clear smile in his unbound left eye, "so come close to me, take off the hat──in a restrained state, just More than enough to cover up your uncontrollable Reiatsu seepage."

After Jingle Shunsui led the captain and vice-captain into the door leading to the Lingwang Palace, he did not place eyeliners around him to monitor him, presumably because he had a lot of trust in the restraint uniform that combined Seireitei's technology and this chair.

That's good, they can concentrate on chatting for a while.

"Your spiritual sense is still like a monster." With a helpless tone, Mo Ran Xianyi lifted his hat, except for the unresolved bruise on his forehead, a thin thread of energy flow can be faintly seen on his neck, "I consciously hide the spiritual pressure The ability has improved a lot.”

"You have made progress, but the burden is still a little too heavy to make yourself the base of the space technique." Lan Ran was still slightly distressed when she spoke, hesitating whether to take a step forward, facing him He was calm and expressionless, but secretly found it interesting.

After thinking about it, Mo Ran Xianyi moved towards him and said casually, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"As soon as I was brought to the ground, I found that Moran's mansion had disappeared from the world of corpses and souls. I thought about the possibility of being wiped out by the Quincy Master," he said with a smile, "until Miss Moran, whose spiritual pressure was completely wiped out, appeared behind me …Speaking of which, the technique of space transfer is considered a forbidden technique in the world of corpses and souls, when did you master it?"

Mo Ran Xianyi looked up at him, the man's eyes were gentle, his voice was no longer so alienated, he seemed to be chatting with her purely.So she said honestly: "Before you rebelled, the decision was made after you announced your rebellion──It turned out that the timing to launch it is just right now."

"It turned out that I wanted to use it to deal with me. It's really an honor to say that." Lan Ran was not annoyed when she heard the words, and found that she was indeed not ashamed of his appreciation, and she must be satisfied in her heart.

Looking up and down at her still beautiful and delicate eyebrows, her face is said to be fair...instead, it should be regarded as unhealthy pale, with serious dark shadows under her eyes, presumably she couldn't rest well for several days after being attacked by the invisible empire.

"You really shouldn't have come here, Miss Moran." Aizan's attitude was serious, and she looked at her expression very seriously, "After you used yourself as the base of the operation, you shouldn't have stepped out of the mansion. "

Seeing the marks on her neck, he immediately understood that this woman spread the energy source that provides the continuous operation of the space on her body. As long as her heart doesn't stop beating, this space can be maintained until she dies.

Mo Ran Xianyi unconsciously bit her lower lip: "I judge that I can escape safely, please don't worry."

How could she not know what role she played in this spell?But she could only hide in a safe corner anxiously... She had had enough of this kind of thing two years ago!

As soon as he said that, suddenly many light spots destroyed the soul-cloaking membrane protecting Seireitei and fell down, causing mournful screams wherever they fell.

Their luck was just right, the enemy's foothold was still some distance away from them, but occasionally they would be randomly strafed by the raised house rubble and random beams of light.

Aizen slightly raised his head to look at the sky, and said mockingly, "Oh, what are those guys in the Lingwang Palace doing..."

She turned her head and wanted the woman in front of her to get closer to her, but she didn't expect to see Mo Ran Xianyi frowning and looking at the sky quietly. Tonight is the crescent moon, and the moonlight missing a corner is reflected on her—

To be precise, it is reflected on the space ghost path that surrounds her, the sparkling spiritual pressure flows, the debris flies, and the light beams are all absorbed.

After the turmoil gradually subsided with the spiritual pressure of the deputy captain of the third division, Kira Jingzuru, Aizen listened to her and said that she had studied the traces of the spiritual pressure of the Quincy Master, as long as she didn't foolishly face Kamibi who was lying on the side Annihilating Mr. Shi's stronger enemies, she is fully sure of both defense and escape.

"You left me two years ago," Mo Ranxianyi pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, tightly twisting his fingers in the cloak, "I can't hate you, I can't help the soul world, after the war started, I guarded the empty space alone. The house, guarding the comprehensive rescue center where almost no one wants to need me... Then, in order to protect the only dignity and pride, I tried my best to coexist with malice."

Moran Xianyi raised his chin slightly: "Aside from learning to protect myself, what else can I do?"

With just a snap of her fingers, space ghosts floating around her that cannot be counted by the naked eye instantly appeared around her, space healing loops, defensive barriers, spiritual pressure replenishment bottles, and all kinds of space ghosts that only she understands.

In order to stand beside this dangerous and ruthless man, she has worked hard for 50 years to develop these things in silence, without his knowledge, and then accumulate the results day by day.

She is the only member of the fourth team who does not need to carry basic supplies with her, because the painful experience in the past made her understand that no matter how comfortable life is, she must keep her eyes on those invisible dangers and betrayals.

Putting away the ghost way, Mo Ranxian looked at him steadfastly, thinking of the helplessness and panic on the day the child was born, and thinking of the happiness with the child this year, all because of that soft and nostalgic voice in the dark, she Have the courage to move on.

"In order to be able to continue liking you, this is my answer." She said.

"Are you also guarding against me?" Looking at the space spell on her body, the corners of Lan Ran's lips were slightly drawn, with a slightly unclear expression.

Mo Ran Xianyi tilted his head to think for a while, bit his lip and seemed to have made up his mind, and quickly threw himself in front of him.

With her knees resting on the stone chair made of the same material as Wujian, she tiptoed to wrap around the man's shoulders.

"I know you will never hurt me," this man who doesn't even want to leave a bruise on her body──She felt the terrifying but gentle Reiatsu covering her, "But it's not your personality to love houses and crows. I just want to protect the things I cherish."

Hey, what can I do?Aizen pursed her lips.

There seemed to be some cute and innocent words in his ears, but he didn't hate it.

The restraint of the limbs is indeed a hindrance, Aizen feels the warmth in front of him, but that small body contains such a huge amount of energy.He raised his head and looked at the night sky, the space was twisted, the earth's crust was shaking, maybe they were running out of time.

"If there is a trace of royal blood flowing on your body, can you feel it?" Lan Ran couldn't see her expression, but he knew that the woman must be listening carefully, "Before the world is destroyed, what else do you want to do?" I said?"

Climbing in front of the other party, Mo Ran Xianyi stretched out his fingers and wrote something on his shoulder, while listening to him.Soon after the secret ceremony ended, she stepped back a little and faced him at a very close distance.

Looking at his smiling left eye, the brown eyes are still so deep and gentle, Mo Ran Xianyi can't help thinking of the two little babies waiting for her to come home at home, these three eyes make her deeply attached.

"There are so many things I want to talk about, books, family, children..." Seeing that there seemed to be a flash of interest in his eyes when he heard about the child, Mo Ranxian didn't say anything, "But since the world is about to be destroyed, I want to get an answer. "

Lan Ran smiled and said, "What answer?"

Moran Xianyi let out a long breath. She had been thinking about this question for two years, and had been worrying about it for two years. After finally meeting him, she wanted to hear him say it with her own ears.

"I...can I still be your Miss Xianyi?"

When she asked this question, the ears, neck, and cheeks were slightly red. In the ruins and corruption, the only woman in Lan Ran's heart had a shy smile, which made him see her for a long time after he came out for a short time. a flower.

No matter how old a woman is, no matter how her identity changes, she is equally lovely when she talks about love.

"Before answering this question, I think one thing must be clarified." Lan Rannu lowered his jaw, and Mo Ran Xianyi followed his gaze, the golden ring on his ring finger glowed.

With obvious doubts on her face, Aizen smiled and asked her to put her ears on after fully observing her rare silly appearance.

Then she heard—

It was a low, gentle voice that she missed so much in the darkness.

I am here.