【Blue Silver】Happy quicksand

Aizen's eyes narrowed sharply because of these words.

"Tongsen, I leave this place to you! Saar Apollo, come with me!" The man made a quick decision, then launched Shunpo and quickly arrived at the gate of the Bank Palace.

Sal Apollo came later, the door was wide open, and he could clearly see the inside, the scene in front of him made him suffocate.

Ichimaru Gin stood in the middle of the room, pinching the neck of the little persimmon and lifting him into the air, with an almost crazy expression on his face.

Little Persimmon's face has turned a dangerous purple, his body has stopped struggling, his head hangs limply, lifeless like a replaced toy.

"Yin, what are you doing, he is your son, let go, you will kill him!"

Aizan Okiichi Marugin shouted.Saar Apollo has never heard such an anxious and urgent voice from the calm and calm King of the Void Circle.

But his eagerness seemed to have had the opposite effect. Not only did the silver-haired man not stop, but a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at the anxious man with satisfaction.

"Aizen, I want you to watch him die with your own eyes!" Ichimaru Gin said in a tone that was almost teasing, then turned to look at the child in his hand, and shook it vigorously, the little silver head shook with his movement A few times, still hanging lifelessly, "Hey, don't die so fast, let him watch and feel for a while, this painful feeling..." Ichimaru Gin whispered with a trace of cruelty and madness .

Sal Apollo saw that the little persimmon had completely lost consciousness, his spiritual pressure had weakened sharply, and even the reflexive limb twitching gradually stopped.He is losing all vital signs little by little, and time is running out.

Aizen seemed to be talking about something, Liu Ren didn't listen carefully, he only knew that the little ghost he brought into this world with his own hands and always pestered him called "Sasa, Sasa" was very close to death at this moment, any Any hesitation could ruin him forever.

Before he had time to think about it, Saar Apollo had already summoned Zanpakuto, and quickly activated the ring, and instantly approached the silver-haired god of death in the room, raised the sharp blade in his hand and slashed at the arm that was strangling the little persimmon.

This series of actions was so swift that even Sal Apollo himself couldn't think about it.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ichimaru Gin turned back to look at him dumbly, his arms were still straight out and he didn't dodge, and he didn't even activate his instinctive Reiatsu.It's obvious that he's in such a bad state right now that he can't even react to such an attack.

Without any hesitation in Saar Apollo's hand, Zanpakuto whizzed down with a huge emptiness.

The sharp blade made a hissing sound when cutting the skin, and the special tremor of cutting flesh and blood was transmitted to the hand through the handle, awakening the killing instinct, and the knife in the hand moved faster, wanting to cut off the arm completely , looking forward to the muffled sound and the accompanying satisfaction when cutting tendons and bones.

However, the Zanpakuto had just been inserted into Ichimaru Gin's arm less than half an inch, and the blade suddenly stopped. A strong force stopped the cutting action of the blade, and the huge spiritual pressure acting on the blade shook his palm instantly. Ma could barely hold the handle of the knife.

Liu Ren came back to his senses and looked in shock at the man who was pinching the back of his Zanpakutao with his fingers from above. The god of death who was standing by the door just now appeared quietly by his side at some point. With a seemingly easy movement, the blade he swung with all his strength could no longer go down an inch.

At this moment, his Zanpakuto had sliced ​​through the flesh of Ichimaru Gin's arm, and the virtual pressure poured in from the wound, causing pain to the arm of the defenseless silver-haired Reaper, and suddenly let go of the hand that was holding the little persimmon.

Seeing the little persimmon falling limply, Apollo subconsciously wanted to catch it, but was suddenly forced back several steps by Aizen's huge spiritual pressure, and the Zanpakutō that cut Ichimaru Gin was ejected a few meters away, falling Fall to the ground behind you.

Sal Apollo looked up and saw that Aizen had firmly caught the child, then turned to look at him, the coldness in his eyes showed the anger at the moment.

"Without my order, you act without authorization, you are impatient to live, Sal Apollo!" He shouted in a low voice, and then the huge spiritual pressure suddenly covered, and the strong oppressive feeling instantly overwhelmed the six. The blade was tightly covered, and Sal Apollo felt that he could hardly stand and was about to fall to his knees, and a thin layer of sweat slowly oozed from his forehead.

He had to admit that his motive for taking action at the beginning was indeed to save the child, but the moment Shimaru Gin was easily slashed by him because of his weakness, the thrill of fighting and killing made him unable to stop.The idea of ​​wanting to cut off his arm, seriously injuring or even killing this silver-haired god of death who was always high and proud, suddenly emerged.

Aizen obviously also saw through this point, which is why he was so furious at this moment.What he had done had obviously touched his bottom line, and the rising spiritual pressure was the best proof.Sal Apollo has no doubt that he will be killed here by him in the next moment.

Just when Liu Ren felt that his life was not long, the injured Ichimaru Gin suddenly raised his hand, and the Reiatsu that had been quiet for a while suddenly released, "Broken Way 31, Red Cannon!"

Along with the low-pitched chant, the silver-haired Grim Reaper suddenly made a move on Lan Ran standing in front of him!

With the power of explosion, the huge fireball attacked the man who was close at hand and the child in his arms.

Aizen obviously didn't expect Yin to attack him suddenly, he turned quickly to the right, covered the small persimmon held in his right hand with his body, and avoided most of the attacks, but his left shoulder and hem were still slightly scratched by the fireball , The snow-white clothes were immediately stained with scorched black marks.

"Silver, you..."

He seemed to want to say something, but before he finished speaking, the next wave of attacks from the silver-haired man followed.

"Break Dao 33, Cang Huo Fall!"

This time, Aizen bounced away quickly, turned around and came to Yin's side, first sealed his left hand with the ghost way, and then grabbed the one that was cut by Saar Apollo but kept launching attacks on him. The attacking right hand asked sharply, "Yin, what happened to you!"

"Kill, I'm going to kill you!" Ichimaru Gin said fiercely, his blue eyes opened, and he looked at the man in front of him with hatred.

Lan Ran frowned, slowed down his voice a little, and asked, "Silver, are you blaming me for leaving you in the Soul Realm? I don't blame you if you want to kill me, but this is your son, why do you want to kill me?" To kill him like this..." Lan Ran said, looking down at the child in her arms.Little Persimmon was leaning against his arms lifelessly, his eyes were tightly closed, a deep bruise appeared on his neck, and his breath was so weak that he could barely feel it.

Yin also glanced at the little child, his expression seemed to be stagnant for a few seconds, a flash of pain suddenly flashed in his eyes, but he recovered his cold and numb expression in an instant.

"He is my disgrace, I want to destroy him!" He whispered, his cold voice made Aizen's heart sink.

"What did you say, shame?" Aizen raised his voice, subconsciously adding some strength to the hand holding Yin.

"That's right, the child you forced me to give birth to is the greatest shame in my life! One day, I will completely erase this stain!" Yin roared excitedly.

"You said, he was the child I 'forced' you to give birth to?" Lan Ran's eyes darkened, and her voice couldn't help but raise a little, almost uttering the word "forced" word for word.In his eyes, when he faced Ichimaru Gin for the first time, a dark anger ignited.

"Why, what Master Aizen himself has done, you forgot so quickly?" Yin stared at him fiercely, and said through gritted teeth: "Everything you have taken from me, everything you have done to me, don't you? Forgot all? Or, you just want me to repeat, repeat those filthy past, repeat your despicable and shameless methods, so as to deepen your pleasure!"

Aizen stared closely at the person in front of him, seeing pure hatred on his face.He had never seen Yin's expression like this, the eyes and words that hated him deeply, made his heart feel like being entangled by a silk net in an instant, tightly tightening it.

"Why, I can't speak anymore? Or did I hit the mark?" Yin suddenly sneered, then continued to stare at the man in front of him, and growled in a low voice: "Lanran, how far are you going to force me? It’s easy to return to the world of corpses and souls, but I don’t know what despicable means you used to bring me back to this dirty place! What else do you want! What else do you want on me! What else You didn't trample and crush it! What else can stir up your perverted possessiveness! What else do you want!"

After speaking, Ichimaru Gin yelled almost out of control, the angry expression on his face gradually fragmented, and a look of despair and helplessness slowly emerged.

Aizen felt that the arm that was being held by him trembled uncontrollably. The owner of the arm seemed to be suffering great pain and gradually fell into the bottomless darkness. With this trembling, the sadness and pain were combined, Clearly delivered.

Looking at such silver, Aizen felt as if a boulder was pressing on his chest.The sorrow and despair in those words, those pains and struggles like weeping and complaining, all seemed to be turned into sharp knives, piercing deeply into his heart, making him feel that the heart that would never hurt, along with that arm, slightly trembling.

For a moment, Yin's accusations made him think subconsciously, whether he had really persecuted him unintentionally, and turned a blind eye to those rejections and resistances; whether the love between two people he always believed in was actually just an illusion of self-deception ;Is it true that the memories and past buried deep in my heart are all self-righteous and beautiful illusions.And all of this is the root of Yin's pain, and it is the abyss of despair that he personally gave him.

At this moment, the person in front of him suddenly stopped yelling, the expression on his face froze, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

As soon as the man noticed something strange, he saw Yin's body go limp, and he fell down suddenly.

"Silver!" Aizan approached quickly, hugged Ichimaru Gin who suddenly fainted with one hand, then turned to Saar Apollo and said sharply: "What are you still doing in a daze, come here for treatment!"

"Yes!" Liu Ren, who had just recovered from the oppression of Aizen's death, hurried forward, with a yellow emptiness in his palm, scanned the silver-haired man's chest, and then reported: "Master Aizen, Ichimaru Gin is not Probably, it's just that the body is too weak and emotionally agitated just now to faint. But the situation of Young Master Youdian, I'm afraid he needs to be treated immediately, otherwise..."

After hearing this, Lan Ran looked at the child who had been in her arms all the time, and then felt that the little spiritual pressure was already very weak.He hurriedly handed the child to the people around him, "Take care immediately, if anything goes wrong, I will never forgive you!"

Sal Apollo hurriedly and respectfully responded, then reached out to take the little persimmon, and quickly disappeared in place.

"How is he doing?" The solemn man stood at the door and asked his subordinate Ba Ren in a low voice.

Sal Apollo turned his head and looked at the child on the bed in the room, with a trace of worry in his eyes, "His Royal Highness Youdian has regained consciousness, and his body functions have been damaged to a certain extent due to suffocation, and he is still recovering, but there is basically no serious injury. No, it's just..."

"Just what?" Blue Ran frowned.

Sal Apollo glanced at the room again, and said, "He doesn't seem to be in a high mood, I've never seen him so quiet."

Aizen also followed his gaze to look at the bed in the room, but the child who was reported by his subordinates as having "recovered consciousness" was still lying there motionless, without any trace of life, as if he was still in a deep sleep.

"Understood. You go to Yin's place, he is still in a coma, as long as I am here." Lan Ran ordered.

Ba Ren nodded to accept the order, retreated out, and closed the door of the palace.

Lanran walked to the bed and saw that the little persimmon was really awake, staring straight at the roof with his eyes open, not moving and not talking, judging from the usual lively kid who couldn't sit still when he woke up. If there are two people.

Aizen could probably understand why the little persimmon became like this, so he could only sigh slightly in his heart.This child is usually very clingy to Yin. Compared with his serious and indifferent father, he prefers and gets closer to his "mother" Yin, and the affection he feels comes from Yin's love and care. Now Yin suddenly treats him with hatred. Yan Xiangxiang even killed the killer, which was too heavy for this young child.

Aizen felt that he should say something at this time, but comfort and encouragement were not things he was good at, so he could only stand by the bed for a while, silent.

"Father," without waiting for Lan Ran to say anything, the silent child on the bed suddenly spoke in a cold and weak voice, "Is what Mom said true?"

Lan Ran was stunned, not knowing what he was asking, when he arrived, Xiao Persimmon had already been grabbed by Yin's throat, and he didn't know what they said before.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Little Persimmon blinked his eyes, and Aizen saw that the child's eye sockets were a little red.Then he said in an obviously depressed voice: "You forced my mother to give birth to me, and my mother didn't want me, right?"

This is not a question sentence, obviously, Little Persimmon has already firmly believed in what Yin said.

Aizen didn't know where to start for a while, so he could only stand beside the bed in deep thought.

Perhaps it was because of his silence, which was regarded as acquiescence. When Aizen looked at the little persimmon on the bed again, he saw big teardrops lying down along the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the pillow, and wetting the little persimmon. of a slice.

Aizen's heart twitched slightly, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to gently wipe away the tears.

The little child moved suddenly, and stretched out his little hand, eagerly groping for his hand, holding it tightly as if he was looking for comfort but afraid of losing it.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and put the cold little hand in his palm.

"Dad, do you really want me? Or do you just want to force Mom to do something he doesn't want to do?" The big misty eyes looked at him, the long eyelashes were already wet, and they looked at him sadly. to him.

The timidity in the child's words was fully exposed, and the little hand in his palm curled up uncomfortably, wanting to seek the truth, but afraid of hearing different answers.

The always indifferent King of Xuquan also felt a pain in his heart when he saw his son's appearance, and subconsciously tightened his palms.

"Dian'er, listen," he said as gently and firmly as possible: "Your birth was the joint wish of your mother and me, and there is no so-called coercion. In fact, it was your mother who wanted to give birth to you in the first place." Your expectations are due to his persistence to have you. And in order to give birth to you, the pain and torture he has to go through is unimaginable, even I once wanted to give up, but your mother has always insisted. "

He paused, saw the child on the bed looking at him eagerly, and then continued: "You can almost be said to have been bought by him with his life. How could he not want you, how could he not love you."

The little child seemed to be shocked by the man's words. Hearing this fact for the first time made him feel indescribably complicated emotions for the first time.The big eyes looked at the man in a daze, and were covered with a layer of mist for a moment, but the expression was no longer sad.

"Really? Dad, is what you said true?"

The little child asked him in a nasal voice, his eyes full of expectation.

He couldn't help reaching out to stroke the soft silver hair, and said almost gently, "Dad won't lie to you."

The little head immediately got into his arms, and his arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

Aizen didn't move, letting him hold her.After a long while, I heard a muffled voice coming from the little head on my body, "Then why did my mother suddenly treat me like that..." The voice was full of grievances and puzzlement.

Aizen couldn't explain this question clearly, so he could only simply say: "Silver was poisoned in the soul world, causing memory disturbance. But this is only temporary, Dad and Sal Apollo will cure him soon, At that time, he will recover his normal memory, and he will love you as much as before."

"Really? Dad, will you cure Mom? Mom will recover her memory and be the same as before?" Little Persimmon looked up at him and asked expectantly.

Aizen nodded lightly, assuring himself and his son.