[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"So, you and Makoto have been investigating this matter in private for a long time?" The shrewd and capable deputy captain of the Eighth Division looked at the blond man who was kicked by Hiyori's loving roundabout kick, and now his nose is bruised and his nose is bleeding. I thought that Mako had been the captain for so many years, and she was always doing nothing."

"Although I spend most of my time doing nothing, I did help me a lot." Captain Yizhou gave a fair and fair evaluation with a gentle smile like water.

Hiyori, who was suddenly very interested in the beautiful hair that he was proud of, Captain Hirako, who was on guard, was busy to the point where a fire at the city gate hurt the Xingjun Chiyu next to him, and he was halfway back Pressing on Urahara's slender waist, the three of them rolled into a ball entangled with each other.

Because of the original six-person meeting, because three of them played a 3P game with vigor and enthusiasm, in fact, only three of them still remember how to write the word business. The wine cup, calmly watching the twelfth division's famous weapon on the list - the No. [-] NB board of Jinglingting flew out with a drag on the tip of its nose, and bounced back the moment it hit the invisible and tangible barrier Falling, the eight-character eyebrows did not even tremble, and slowly opened the mouth: "Why us? If you said that you and Makoto have been investigating together for so long and never thought of asking other teams to assist, why are you asking us now? These deputy captains assist?"

Hikifune Kiryu showed a smile as expected, and said to Hirako who was entangled with Hiyori, you were holding my hair, and I was holding your ear: "As expected, you guessed it right, Mako. I will leave this question to you. "

Hiyori pulled the corner of his mouth to both sides and uttered a series of Kansai accents from Mars: "%&*%￥#@￥&*&%..."

"Hyyori, can you come to my side and do well?" The purple-haired captain quickly realized this little negligence, and gently asked his vice-captain.

Hiyori immediately let go of the fingers pinching Hirako's cheek neatly, and obediently returned to sit beside Hikifune Kiryu.Hirako rubbed the bloodshot marks on both sides of his cheeks and explained vaguely: "Because the captain, Ms. Kiryu and I are enough. What we lack are intelligence analysis experts like Lisa, and Ross and you. A guy who walks around and doesn't look too conspicuous."

"Huh?" The gentleman who was swaying around and not ostentatious looked at the big golden wave that was not inferior to the golden long straight in front of him. After decades, he was also called one of the blond sisters of Goutei [-]th division team. Fengqiaolou Juro shrugged and raised his horoscope eyebrows and made a single sound of doubt.

"Actually, the root cause is that you are one of the vice-captains that Mako is familiar with in Goutei [-]th Division, and you are relatively free?" Lisa Yasaomaru from the side spoke calmly and sharply, and hit her heart in the heart.

Fengqiaolou Juro recalled very seriously the embarrassing scene of three days ago because he was playing guitar in the team building and was chased up and down by the third seat on the shooting range, threatening to smash him. He had to admit that what Miss Lisa said was indeed accurate. Refining the words of gold and jade in one sentence.

"Then tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, we will meet in the [-]th district of Xiliuhun Street, and I will bring the relevant information together for everyone to study together." Pingzi patted the table to attract everyone's attention to himself. This short meeting made a concluding statement.

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"You actually specially set up a barrier to conceal the spiritual pressure. Are you going to do something big? Mr. Zero Degree." Vice-captain Aizen, who followed Matsushima Zero Degree into the underground martial arts arena hidden deep under the master house, stepped through the entrance In an instant, I felt the unique fluctuation of the spiritual barrier.

"What big moves can I make, not to mention that with my Reiatsu, even if I try my best, it is impossible for Jing Lingting to make big moves." Matsushima Zero's voice was full of self-mockery, " You Jie is asking knowingly again."

Aizen's equally relaxed and happy chuckle came from behind him: "I just think it's only natural for a talented person like Mr. Zero to do something that attracts Jinglingting's attention."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I won't let you down in the next training because of this, Soyousuke." Zero Degree Matsushima picked out two swords from the weapon rack beside him, the length and weight of which were almost the same as those of Kyoka Shuiyue, " Untie the Mirror Flower and the Moon in the Water.”

"Mr. Zero?" Aizen stared suspiciously at the relaxed lines of the back, shoulders and neck of the seemingly defenseless man in front of him, and a cold light suddenly flashed across the gentle light brown background - never before in training It is necessary to lift Zanpakuto, a close comrade-in-arms who can be called the lifelong companion of the god of death.

"Oh, oh, don't look at me with such terrifying eyes, it will kill you, Soyousuke." Matsushima turned around half a degree, and the slightly raised lips embellished an arc without tension, delicate The beautiful but heroic and sharp profile of the side face is softened by the laziness perched on the corners of the eyes and brows, creating a relaxed and leisurely look, "Although the ability to look like a mirror is a very good ability, haven't you noticed that it also leads to the fact that you don't like me in battle?" The disadvantage of relying too much on the Zanpakuto. The Four Skills of the Grim Reaper, Ghost Walking and Slashing, each of which is the practice of tempering the limits of the soul, not to mention that fighting is not only the ability of the Zanpakuto."

Before he finished speaking, Vice Captain Lan Ran had already untied his waist, except for the ghost animal glasses on the bridge of the nose that are well known to all women and children in Jingling family, ah, no black frame glasses, another iconic mascot with the same name and almost short life , Young and vigorous, and because of the powerful spiritual power and excellent talent that are far superior to those of his peers, he naturally carries a kind of condescending arrogance: "I am not only good at mirrors, Mr. Zero."

"Then I'll wait and see, Soyousuke." Matsushima Zero laughed softly, the sheathed long knife in his left hand passed over his shoulder, whistling with a sharp sound that broke the air, it rushed straight to the face of Vice Captain Aizen .

The moment before the handle of the knife touched Aizen's tall and straight nose, the reminding "then" sounded belatedly in Aizen's ears. The palm tightly grasped the long knife that was about to give a hot kiss to the bridge of his nose, and the nimble index finger tapped the spring. The cold and snowy blade pierced the quiet space in front of Lanran like lightning. .

"Why...?" Aizen was gentle and quiet. With the passage of time, it became more and more impossible to figure out what kind of emotions were hidden behind the light color. turmoil.

Unprecedented weakness swept every cell in Aizen's body with the uncontrollable flow of spiritual pressure, and at the same time, the sensitive and clear spiritual pressure induction that he was proud of also rapidly and slowly degenerated with the large decay of spiritual pressure .Having adapted to Matsushima's zero-degree situation, Aizen's style of behavior continues to be unexpected. Without losing the Reiatsu that is the basis of strength, he fell into a powerless daze, and then acted like an idiot whose skull cavity was filled with paste instead of brains. He was furious and suffering from persecution paranoia, doubting everything around him unreasonably, but calmly raised the wrist holding the knife, like the culprit who caused all this, showing that it was tightly wrapped around the slender and bony wrist bones, and the huge opening was wide open. The black venomous snake with white fangs deeply embedded in the skin, flesh and bones, and the slender tail of the jet black venomous snake is hidden at the end of the knife handle.

"You need to give me an explanation, Mr. Matsushima." Aizen stared deeply at the man in black who slowly turned around on the opposite side, his light brown pupils flickered through dark and difficult emotions.

However, the man who turned around gave Ai Ran only the lazy and indifferent graceful arc of his lips, and the snake that was also as pale as snow twisted around his white wrist at the moment when he drew the knife out of its sheath, and the warmth of Mo Yu's pupils was captured The deep purple in the bottomless pupils replaced it, and the untied black hair was messy in the gradually rising spiritual pressure. He slowly raised his palm and slid it down from his forehead. It was the invisible curtain that opened in the air, and the purple aura on the fingertips gradually lit up, and then dissipated and disappeared with the gradual downward movement. It's... another Aizen Soyousuke!

The same spiritual pressure, the same vigor, the same face, even the slightly raised and gentle false smile on the lips are the same!

"Aizen" with a white snake wrapped around his hands spoke in a gentle and melodious voice that is not different from it, like a gorgeous and flowing movement played by a top-notch cello under the dome of the Vienna Music Hall : "What we want to know today is how strong Aizen Soyousuke is, and how disgusting you are when you fight."

"So, please cheer up, Soyousuke." Mori's cold and sharp blade reflects a pair of gentle and soft light-colored pupils, and the man's voice is softer and softer than the closest lover's ear-to-shoulder whispering in Midnight Dreams Even more imaginative, "If you don't want to be killed by me accidentally."

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"Mako, why didn't you tell them that this investigation is not a secret mission of the first team, but a commission from the Royal Secret Service?"

"Yeah, I forgot, Ms. Kiryu." ^盘^