About me coming to save KyoAni

Chapter 89
Sifengyuan Hongye and Qinghe quickly escaped from the siege of five Yachucas, but they still suffered some minor injuries.

Two false flashes could be said to have flown by the red leaves of Sifengyuan. If the girl had reacted slower, she might have crashed with Qing He, who was bleeding in her arms. .

Fortunately, she escaped with him.

And tremblingly healed the terrible wound on Qing He's chest with his own not too strong reflexes.

Perhaps because of the warm feeling on his chest, Qing He slowly opened his blood-red eyes that had become blood-red in a daze.

He couldn't quite see who was treating him in front of him, but the familiar spiritual pressure and the vague fragrance in the air still told Qinghe the identity of the trembling figure in front of him.

"Sifengyuan...?"

"You don't talk yet!"

The girl gritted her teeth, and continued to release spiritual pressure on Qing He's wound that hadn't healed at all.

Qing He could no longer feel the pain in her chest.

He closed his eyes gently and used his little spiritual pressure to observe everything around him.

At this time, the two of them were hiding in the ruins, and not far above their heads was the inflated and increasingly terrifying spiritual pressure ball.

Feeling the continuous gathering of spiritual pressure in the distance, Qing He struggled to sit up.

"Sifengyuan, you leave here first."

"impossible."

The girl rejected Qing He's request with short words.

Qinghe gently grabbed the girl's blood-stained hand that was attached to the wound on his chest and smiled.

While Sifengyuan Hongye was in a panic. .

"Six stick light prison."

Six beams of light emerged from the sky and locked tightly around the girl's waist.

Afterwards, regardless of the fatigue of the body, Qinghe slowly got up from the ground.

Seeing Qinghe's action of disregarding her own safety, a great panic swept through the girl's heart.

Sifengyuan Hongye wanted to ask Qinghe what he was going to do. .

But the girl opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Qing He clenched the fifth team badge in his palm, and raised his last bit of spiritual power.

His ghost ability is very strong, and because of his strong ghost ability, Qinghe felt the huge spiritual pressure that was approaching here at an exaggerated speed.

He is very familiar with the master of Reiatsu, and it is Yamamoto Motoryuzai Shigekuni who has been teaching him all these years.

Just fight for another 20 seconds for Yamamoto Motoryuzai. , even 10 seconds is enough.

With such an idea in mind, Qinghe slowly rose from the ground, and the blood that had been suppressed by Sifengyuan Hongye also easily scattered again because the girl was controlled.

Soon, Qinghe floated into the air.

And gathered the last bit of spiritual pressure in his body, and stretched out a hand with great effort.

With the other hand, he picked up the team badge of the Fifth Division and pinned it gently on his shoulder.

"The muddy coat of arms reveals faintly, the unruly and arrogant talent; the tide · negation · paralysis · moment, hinders the eternal sleep. The crawling iron princess, the clay doll who keeps self-mutilation, combines · bounces · extends to the ground, knows Your own powerlessness..."

Qinghe's somewhat dry lips rose and fell rapidly, and he finished chanting the chant at an extremely fast speed.

Chuck Snyder also felt the huge spiritual power floating above the spiritual pressure ball the moment Qinghe gathered the spiritual pressure.

Then his face changed, because at the same time, he also discovered a huge spiritual pressure that was approaching from afar.

The reiatsu ball that has been accumulated soon will fly towards the Seireitei. .

But in the next second, a huge pitch-black coffin instantly enveloped the ever-expanding spiritual pressure ball.

What followed was Qinghe roaring with all his strength.

"The Ninety of Broken Ways: Black Coffin!!!"

The huge black coffin completely blocked the movement of the Daxus to accumulate spiritual pressure.

Although it only lasted for a few seconds, the blazing flames filling the sky in the distance had already announced the identity of the person coming.

Seeing this scene, Qinghe fell powerlessly to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Sifengyuan Hongye, who had been bound by the six-stick light, had already broken free and quickly ran to the place where Qinghe fell to check Qinghe's injuries.

only. .Qinghe's body, which had already lost its vitality, told the girl that everything was worse than imagined.

Of course, although his consciousness was completely shrouded in darkness, Qinghe still heard a familiar sound.

【Drip】

[Copy mission completed]

[Countdown to Teleport Return]

【10】

【9】

【8】

【7】

【6】

【5】

【4】

【3】

【2】

【1】

【Start transmission】

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This virtual circle invasion is a disgrace to the soul world.

A shame that can never be washed away.

12 captain-level gods of death and 11 vice-captain-level gods of death were sealed in the barrier by the enemy for half an hour.

And a rising star in the world of corpses and souls used up all the spiritual pressure in his body to win less than 5 minutes for the captain who came to rescue him.

After the soaring blazing flames rose, the outcome of the battlefield was very clear.

Nothing is immune from the scorching flames.

Tens of thousands of daxu were all wiped out under the furious flames.

Along with it, there is the entire Liuhun Street.

Even the Seireitei next to it suffered a big blow, and a small part of Seireitei was even burned to ashes.

But even so, it can't save the lives that Qinghe lost in this battle.

Qinghe's body was not found. According to the description by Si Fengyuan Hongye, the third seat of the Second Division, Qinghe had lost his life when he fell to the ground after condensing the last of his spiritual power.

In the end, it turned into countless spiritual seeds and scattered in front of her.

All that was left was the shoulder badge representing the vice-captain of the Fifth Division.

The black spiritual pressure ball failed to accumulate in the end, and eventually turned into countless pure spiritual pressure, returning to nothingness.

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Yamamoto Motoryuzai stood on the ground that had been completely razed to the ground, and slowly lowered his head.

Beside the old man are Jingle Shunsui, who is kneeling on the ground with a confused face, and Ukitake Shishiro, who can't hide his sadness.

As Qinghe's closest teacher and two friends.

The feeling in the hearts of the three of them is not good at this time.

Especially Jingle Chunshui and Ukitake Shishiro, who rarely face life and death.

Jingle Chunshui sat on the ground, feeling a little empty.

After a while, the man turned his head to look at Shishirou Ukitake who was beside him with a face full of self-blame.

"Hey, Floating Bamboo."

"Ah."

"That kid should not be dead, he is usually so shameless, this time he must be joking."

Shishirou Ukitake, who never lied, also felt the great grief hidden in the heart of his friends around him.

He nodded slightly, a smile appearing on his face.

"Ah, it should be."

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On the other side, Sifengyuan Kongchan also looked at Hongye Sifengyuan who was holding the vice captain's shoulder badge left by Qinghe with guilt.

The hollowness in the girl's eyes made him extremely heartbroken.

You know, Si Fengyuan Hongye was the only one who witnessed how Qinghe finally held back the spiritual pressure ball with his own power.

They were sealed away, and they could only feel what happened outside through the spiritual pressure.

"Red leaves..."

The girl raised her head numbly, and subconsciously hid the epaulets in her hand behind her back.

Sifengyuan Kongchan sighed deeply and forced a smile.

"We go home."

"no, do not want!"

The girl shook her head crazily, and crystal tears ran across the girl's face like raindrops.

And this tear also completely liberated the depression in the girl's heart.

Just like when she was a child, the girl threw herself into her brother's arms, biting her lower lip tightly to keep herself from crying.

But the clothes on the chest that had already been wet with the girl's tears had already betrayed the girl's mood at this time.

Sifengyuan Kongchan caressed her sister's long hair and let out a long sigh.

For Death, life is long.

In the future, there will be countless time to heal the wounds of Sifengyuan Hongye.

Everyone will have a new life.

Only Qinghe will be forgotten.

　Soul World and Sifengyuan Hongye are temporarily offline, doing a small investigation, and I will definitely write the story of the god of death later, I hope that by then I can continue to see Sifengyuan Hongye and leave a message~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)