【Blue Silver】Happy quicksand

The cold and monotonous cell was as silent as ever.The cold iron windows cut off the cool autumn air outside the White Tower.The blue sky, white clouds, and quiet streets are all divided into pieces by the railings on the windows, making them look distant and lonely.

The people in the cell leaned against the cold corner, sitting silently, their slightly long forehead hair covering their blue eyes.He looked at the sky outside the iron window from afar, motionless.For three days, he didn't eat or sleep, just sitting like this.Her lips were dry and cracked due to severe lack of water, and the under eyes were also stained with a thick blue-black color. The silver hair, which was always shiny, was just like the owner at the moment, dull and lifeless.

Matsumoto Rangiku came to the door, handed the admission pass to Shinigami Isaku who guarded the cell, and asked by the way: "Is he... still the same?"

The god of death at the gate nodded and said in a low voice: "The food sent in has not been touched. Since entering, he has been sitting in that corner, and he has not even changed his posture. Compared with the last time he was locked in , It's a world of difference." Yi Zuo couldn't help but sigh slightly: "I always feel that he is like a walking dead now..."

Seeing that the eyes of the blond woman in front of him were red, he hurriedly stopped talking, shook his head and opened the door of the cell: "Hey, you'd better go in and see for yourself."

Matsumoto Rangiku stood in front of the door and took a deep breath before slowly walking into the cell.

In the bluish-white room, the man was wearing a bluish-white prison uniform, his hair was also lifeless bluish-white, and his thin body almost blended into the background.

Luanju resisted the tears that were swirling in her eyes, and walked over gently, as if she was afraid of breaking the tranquility.She knelt down beside the man and called softly, "Silver."

The man remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard at all.

"Silver, do you know that everyone has been discussing about you at the captain's meeting these days, and now many captains are suggesting to give you another chance to temporarily detain your Zanpakuto, seal your spiritual pressure, and put you under house arrest temporarily. If If you perform well within one year, you will be considered for returning to the team. I heard that the captain has already reported this suggestion to the Central Room 46, and as soon as they pass it, you can go home."

After Luan Ju finished speaking with a smile, the response she got was still silence, and the silver-haired man didn't respond at all.

She pursed her lips and slowly suppressed her smile.After being silent for a while, she hurriedly lowered her head to open the box she brought with her, and took out the persimmons inside, "Yin, I brought you persimmons. This year's persimmons are red and big. , This is just picked from the tree of the No. [-] team, do you taste it?" She brought the persimmon to his mouth, holding it carefully.

However, still no response.The man's eyes were dead and empty and frightening, just like what I said just now, like a walking dead.After returning from the virtual circle, he has been like this.

That day, after Aizen destroyed the sky cover with amazing destructive power, Gin was also unconscious.Luanju originally thought that they would all be killed, but at this moment, a golden portal suddenly appeared beside her.

She didn't think much about it at the time, she just thought it was the soul world that came to rescue, and hurriedly took Yin across the world-transmitting gate, returned to the soul world, and then closed the world-transmitting gate with the last ounce of strength.

However, she later found out that on that day, the Soul Realm did not arrange any rescue, and no one opened the world-transmitting gate leading to the Void Circle.

Then, there is only one answer - Aizen let them go.

Now, seeing Yin like this, Luanju's self-blame is even stronger.Before, she just blamed herself for putting Yin in danger, but now, she vaguely felt that she might really break up the two people who loved each other very much.

Luanju looked at Yin, tears finally flowed out uncontrollably, and she also leaned her head against the wall weakly, heartbroken. "Yin, what should I do with you? Tell me, what should I do with you..."

The cell fell silent again.After an unknown amount of time, the man who hadn't spoken all this time suddenly called softly, "Luanju."

The woman's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly raised her head to look at him.

He still only looked out of the far window, and said slowly: "Did he really destroy there?"

Luanju knew what he was asking, and she would never forget the collapse and pain in Yinyan's eyes when Lanran destroyed the place called Tiangai.

Although she didn't know the true meaning, she could almost guess it.

"Yes..." she responded in a low voice.

"Why...why did he do that..." Yin's voice was obviously hoarse, the severe lack of water made his throat dry and sore, and after only a few words, a fishy sweetness filled his throat, "he promised Why...why didn't he just kill me..."

Silver closed his eyes and was silent again.

Luanju resisted the urge to test his breath, and took out the nutritional needle from the wooden box she brought.Unozhihua said that if this continues, he will not survive for two days, so she must save him.

Sal Apollo carefully sucked the ice-blue liquid in the beaker into the syringe, flicked the syringe with his fingers, and then pushed the plunger to squeeze out a small amount of air bubbles, until a drop of solution overflowed from the needle tip, and he satisfactorily raised his lips. horn.

"Ah, what a beautiful color." He held up the syringe in his hand and examined it carefully under the light, a dangerous reflection flashed on the glasses, "The next step is to find suitable subjects. I don't know who will be honored, Hehehe..."

Eight Blades was immersed in the passion of successful research and development, when suddenly there was a loud banging on the door, which spoiled the atmosphere.

"Sasa! Sasa! Are you inside? Sasa!" There was an anxious cry from outside the door.

Sal Apollo almost wanted to roll his eyes, this brat always interrupted him at the most critical moment, and yelled that damn nickname in the corridor, really...

But to be honest, he really has nothing to do with this brat.Sometimes he felt that in addition to being a genius in research and development, he also had a talent for being a babysitter, which was unimaginable before.

Eight blades sighed helplessly, and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a silver-haired little guy came in from under his arm, yelling: "Sasa~~ you are here."

Sal Apollo closed the door helplessly, and looked back at the silver-haired kid.I haven't seen him for a few days, and he seems to have grown taller again.A lot of things have happened in the virtual circle recently, Ichimaru Gin defected, and Aizen showed a terrifying look of keeping strangers away. He was worried that this brat would not be able to stand the blow.But seeing him jumping up and down in his workshop now, he seems to be fine.

As usual, the kid went straight to the display racks in the room filled with various reagents as soon as he entered the door. After looking around, he ran to the test bench.Then, he saw the injection he had just successfully developed.

"Sasa, what is this?" He held up the ice-blue syringe and turned to Yaren.

"Oh, it's a very beautiful liquid, with extraordinary attraction, right?" Sal Apollo said with a half-smile, "With powerful functions, stable attributes, and subtle control, watch it pour into each other It must be a joyful enjoyment to swim through the body and exert its effect slowly."

"Oh, is it a new potion developed by Sasa? What is its function?" Little Persimmon asked curiously.

Sometimes Saar Apollo couldn't help marveling at the child's ability to endure. When he usually said such things, Xiao Xu beside him would break out in cold sweat and was frightened. He had never seen the child so frightened.

"It is a potion for suppressing spiritual pressure. It can temporarily make the injected person's spiritual pressure or void pressure disappear and make them feel weak. It is usually used for arrest or interrogation. But pay attention to the dosage. If you use too much, the spiritual pressure will never recover. .”

"It sounds very effective." Little Persimmon looked at the injection in his hand with great interest, "Then, how much is the dosage for the shaman-level Xu or the captain-level Shinigami?"

"Oh, that's a good question." Sal Apollo raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, "Even the powerful Pomian or Reaper only needs about 4 milliliters, and this injection has 6 milliliters. It's trash, hehehe~~"

Little Persimmon looked at the ice-blue injection in his hand and was silent for a while, then threw the needle back on the table as if he had lost interest, then raised his face and said happily to the man in front of him: "Sasa, let me tell you Oh, I have learned the ways of ghosts!"

"Really?" Sal Apollo was a little surprised, could such a young child be able to manipulate the Reiatsu?It seems that the talent is good.

"Don't move, I'll show you." Little Persimmon said happily, then immediately raised her little finger to point to the eight blades in front of her, and chanted solemnly: "One of the binding ways, plug!"

Sal Apollo only felt his body go stiff, his hands seemed to be tied behind his back by an invisible rope, and he couldn't move for a while.

Seeing the incredible expression on the man's face, Little Persimmon clapped his hands happily: "Ahh~ It's a success~~ Sasa is also caught by me, Little Persimmon is really amazing~~~"

Just as he was bouncing around, the man suddenly returned to his usual expression, his stiff body gradually relaxed, and then the hand that was tied behind his back suddenly reached out and patted his silver head, "Haha, not bad~ ~"

"Ah~~" Little Persimmon was stunned for a moment, "Sasa, why are you able to move again?"

Ba Ren grinned, "If I can't break through the ghost path of you little devil, I can't live today. If you want to use this elementary ghost path to completely immobilize me, you must at least have the same strength as that adult. Just do it."

"Hey~~ Why is this so?" The little face suddenly wrinkled, showing a frustrated expression, and the little head drooped.

"But you did succeed for a few seconds just now." Sal Apollo couldn't help comforting him, "In time, you should also become a good opponent, kid."

"Really? Sasa didn't pretend, but was really held by my ghost for a few seconds?" Little Persimmon asked, and after getting a nod from the man, he suddenly showed a serious expression.

He glanced at the test bench, then suddenly made up his mind, and said, "That's the only way."

"What... uh!"

Ba Ren saw the strange look of the little persimmon, and was about to ask a question, when he saw the little ghost stretching out his hand to him again: "One of the binding ways, plug!"

It's not that he can't dodge, but Sal Apollo allowed himself to be immobilized again. Anyway, it only takes a few seconds, just as if he was playing with the child.

Every Reaper or Pomian who has experienced hard battles knows very well that on the battlefield, the two most taboo points are one is to blindly underestimate the enemy, and the other is to relax even for a second.This principle is also very clear to Eight Blades who has experienced many battles.However, this time, facing this child who has been around him since he was a child, Yaren, who has always been cautious, almost forgot about this.Soon, he had some regrets.

"What are you doing... wait!" Saar Apollo, who was temporarily unable to move, widened his eyes unexpectedly.

Without the slightest delay, the moment the man was frozen, Little Persimmon immediately took the ice-blue syringe on the test bench and inserted the needle into his carotid artery without hesitation.

Saar Apollo felt the cold liquid being injected into his blood vessels, and he felt a chill in his heart.

"You..." Yaren was speechless in surprise.Soon, a feeling of powerlessness hit him, causing him to fall limply to the ground.

This potion is damn effective.Yaren felt that the virtual pressure in his body was rapidly disappearing.

Little Persimmon looked at the immobile man, and raised the syringe that had just been injected to his eyes: "Sasa, don't be afraid, I only injected 4ml as you said."

Sal glanced at it, and sure enough, there was still 2 milliliters of liquid left.

"Little ghost, what on earth are you going to do?" The feeling of the disappearance of vain pressure made Eight Blades start to feel uneasy.

"Sasa, I want to ask you to borrow something." Little Persimmon said calmly.

"what do you want?"

"Does the Ten Blades all have a stone that can make Killian obey?"

Sal Apollo knew he was talking about the ring stone.The command ring stone is a symbol of the status of the ten blades. It can command Kirian who is a part of the Xu circle and Xu who has combat strength. Unless it is an emergency, it is generally forbidden to use it.

"What do you want that for?"

"Just want to take it to see, can Sasa lend it to me?"

"Little ghost, that's not a fun thing, what are you going to use it for?"

"Sasa, I'm the one asking now, you'd better answer first, where is the ring stone?" The threatening tone, but the eyes are narrowed as if happy, very similar to Ichimaru Gin.He suddenly brought the needle in his hand close to his carotid artery again, "Sasa, this injection has not been tested in vivo, right? What you just said is just the effect you expected, right? Injecting 6ml will really make the virtual pressure disappear completely." How about I try it?"

Outright threat.

Sal Apollo looked at the child in front of him, the usual innocence and childishness disappeared from his face, his eyes were steady and calm.There was no hesitation, no tension, he knew exactly what he was doing and was determined to get what he wanted.

Eight blades have fully understood that this is not a joke.

"Sasa, do you want to say it?" The needle has reached the neck.

Sal Apollo had no doubt that he would really stab the remaining liquid into his body.For the first time, the sense of trembling at the front line of life and death really came.