[Comprehensive] Aunt lived for 2000 years

In this black space, red occupies almost half of it, and the meandering water looms among the red flowers.

This place seems to have nothing but these flowers and this river, and even the wind is so weak that even the petals can't move.

"Da... da..." very regular footsteps.

The sound is not crisp, but a bit dull, and the occasional pebbles and wooden shoes will make a slightly loud sound.

Then there was the sound of splashing water.

That person should have dipped into the river and stirred the water in the water. The water was very deep, but the person in the water was above the water except for his calves in the water.

It was a slender figure, the cherry-colored hair was stained with red blood, the wide monk robe became heavy and wet with water, and the inner garment was tightly attached to the body, outlining a beautiful curve, he Holding a person in his arms, his head is turned towards his arms, only black curly hair can be seen, the figure is not tall, and the white military uniform he is wearing has become tattered, stained with blood but has been washed The cloak of the military uniform that had been worn once had some blood stains that could not be washed clean, and it was thinly covered on the body, fulfilling the remaining duties.

"Are you going to save him?"

"Ah."

"Then what price will you pay for it?"

"...I have everything that is worth enough, please take it, I just beg you to save him."

"Even... in the future, he will still be unable to escape the fate of mortal death?"

"I believe they can do it! Everyone can do it!"

"...Ah, then give me your memory."

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He still failed.

The young man who was tied to the high throne by a black rope closed his eyes, his crow-feather eyelashes drooped, his skin was pale, his lips were bruised, and he was no longer breathing.

Zong San sat down on his knees in a daze on Zuo Wenwen. He leaned over and clasped the gorgeous and soft carpet under his body with his fingers, trying to tear off all the fluff on it with great strength.

"You failed again." Standing behind Zongsan, the man calmly stated the fact.

Zong San didn't speak, but he could see that his body was trembling slightly, his shoulders and back were tense, and the stretched blood vessels could even be seen on a small piece of his neck.

Yeah, he failed.

He can't do anything.

You can't change your own destiny, you can't change his.

Even after paying such a price, nothing was accomplished.

He finally died, right in front of him.

It's already too late!

This is all... fate.

"There is one last chance left." He said again: "It is really the last time."

"...I'll exchange." Zong San was still kneeling on the ground, but his voice was very clear and powerful: "This time, please take everything."

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Failed again.

This time, Zongsan was sitting in his room, in front of him was the teacup that had just been set out, and his hand was still on the handle of the teapot, ready to pour it.

His eyes were a little dazed, not even in focus.

At the moment when the link in his body was broken, he seemed to have grasped something.

Just for such a short while... Lost again?

Without warning, it just disappeared.

All he can give, everything he has now, will no longer be his own.

He no longer had anything in exchange to save him.

Didn't you agree...why didn't you fulfill your promise.

Whether it's Aizen Soyousuke or Yuhabach, each of them is a person who doesn't keep his word.At that time, I felt that they could be trusted, but they were deceived by lard!

But Zongsan was very calm, he put down the teapot gently, took off his inner fan and put on his battle uniform, picked up his own body knife on the knife holder, and opened the door of Zuo Wenwen's family room.

"Zongsan?" As soon as he left the house, Zongsan met Mikazuki Zongjin, who was wearing his gorgeous uniform and was about to knock on the door.

"Are you going?"

"I am enough by myself."

"You can't beat them."

"I can do it." Zong San waved his hand violently: "It was my fault before, I shouldn't have given them this opportunity, but now it has become like this, do you want to stop me, Sanriyue Zongjin?!"

"I won't stop you, because the old man also wants to go with you." Sanri Yuezong smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Believe your brother, you know about this too."

Tachibana Cheng pinched the sparrow-curved silver feather, the silver-green cross with a faint green light was extraordinarily gorgeous in the sun, he sighed, raised his hand and tore off the barrier in the room.

Immediately, the blocked contract returned to Fu Sangshen's body.

Honmaru was quiet for a while, and suddenly became noisy again.

"Oh, oh, it seems that things are not that bad." Sanriyue Zongjin looked towards the front yard, and he nodded to Zongsan: "It's time to change clothes, let the candlesticks cut and make something."

Zongsan looked at Sanriyue Zongjin's back, turned around, opened the door, and walked into the room.

He looked at the gorgeous knife in his hand, the blade full of beauty, but he couldn't even protect his own things.

He stretched out his hand to remove the white jade-colored comb stuck in the bun, and held it in his hand for a while to look at it.He subconsciously clenched the comb tightly, then let go.

The seemingly hard comb broke when it was dropped, and the comb was broken into four pieces on the ground, and it has become garbage.

He changed back to his private clothes, sat in front of the small table, picked up the teapot and prepared to pour tea.

"Five tigers back? Why were you crying just now?" Tachibana Cheng opened the window and asked the group of Fu Sangshen outside who were looking up at him stupidly.

"Master, master?!" Wu Hutui still had tears in his eyes, and his eyes were red. He looked up at Li Huacheng, covered his mouth and ran to the downstairs stairs.

"Master, please open the door." Soon, Wu Hutui's crying voice rang outside the door.

"Well, what's the matter?" Li Huacheng opened the door, but Wu Hu immediately flung him into his arms.

Lihua Cheng was thrown on his back, but fortunately the five tigers retreated and did not sink, Li Huacheng had no other discomfort except being a little uncomfortable under the pressure.

"I thought the master was dead!" Wu Hutui wanted to question him while crying, but he still didn't say too much.

Such a sudden disappearance without saying a word is too much!

Anyway, think about them a little bit!

Not only the Five Tigers retreated, almost everyone had this idea, surrounded by such gazes, Tachibana Cheng even began to doubt whether he really should tell them.

However, he did not have a penchant for telling others about all his actions.

"Don't be so excited...what the hell happened."

"Everyone, everyone thought something happened to you, because the link with you was broken just now." Wu Hutui said while crying, "You can't die."

That is to say, as long as the enchantment on the second floor is opened to the maximum, it can completely block one's own spiritual pressure?

Tachibana Cheng nodded subconsciously as if thinking of something.

"Even the lord can't deceive our feelings like this." Sanri Yuezong came up slowly and said with some complaints: "Everyone will be worried."

Even though she said such caring words in a smiling tone, Tachibana Cheng could still feel it.

He was angry.

Not only Sanri Yue Zongjin, but also the anger of the Fusangshen who rushed over from behind expressed their anger to him very bluntly.

Li Huacheng smiled, pushed the five tigers away, turned over and got up.

Even though he said that, he didn't have other intentions to repent, but he still apologized very sincerely: "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

"Everyone is very worried about you. Although I know you don't want to be controlled so much, please take our feelings into consideration."

Not only Sanri Yue Zongjin, but everyone else had an expression of approval on their faces.

"I see, I will tell you next time."

"It's best not to have this kind of thing next time."

Tachibana Cheng was a little unbelievable that this matter had passed so peacefully.

Li Huacheng felt that if he found out that his father had made a mistake and later told himself that it was a mistake, he would probably be mad, but these fusangshen only verbally punished him and did not do anything else , something is slightly wrong.

When I came back after a long time, it seemed that the group of fusangshen didn't have any violent reactions.

Or because they don't care about themselves at all.

No, it's not like this at all when the five tigers retreat.

They care about themselves.

But there was something preventing them from doing something exciting, they suppressed themselves, not letting their excessive emotions frighten him.

It still feels weird.

In the first episode, Wu Hutui was taken away by Yizheng, and the look in his eyes before leaving made Lihuacheng startled.

The huge Awataguchi left, and the remaining Fusangshen also left one after another. The expressions on their faces before leaving made people shudder, especially the angry Mikazuki Zongjin.

"He's back." Sanriyue Zongjin stood outside Zongsan's gate and said, "Don't worry, it's not beyond control."

"……I see."

"Don't worry too much... the little prince won't be found for the time being."

But Sanri Yue Zongjin didn't know that he would soon be slapped in the face.

The dead Kiyoka and the disappearing Honmaru are like a small stone, although small, it still stirs up ripples on the calm water.

The illusion that Tsurumaru painstakingly maintained will soon be broken.

Even if it wasn't the familiar spiritual power and appearance, the fluctuation of the soul conveyed in an instant was still captured.

"Ichibei." The man sitting on the throne whose face could not be seen clearly called out to the empty hall.

"Your Majesty." Almost the next moment, a fat middle-aged man knelt down in front of him.

"Go to the present world and get the prince back."

"But, isn't it not successful yet?"

"That guy is going to find him soon." King Ling just said something vague, but Yibingwei of the military leader understood, he lowered his head and disappeared in place.

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