[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The crystal-clear liquid boiled into a snow-white slurry, and the layers of viscous foam squeezed and pushed each other to the apex of the special glass shackles, and then burst one after another in the climbing and squeezing.

The silver and black intertwined forehead hair is looming in the twisted and stretched reflection, and the handsome man with a cold and icy breath slowly raises the corners of his mouth: "Although the ghost of the god of death has completely failed, it seems that Mr. Lan Ran has no intention of giving up at this point. .”

"Why do you see it? Mr. Gu Yue." Also standing in front of the huge test tube that is about one meter taller than a person, examining the existence that is gradually forming in the bursting bubble, the current captain of the [-]th division wearing a captain haori His smile is as gentle as before.

"It's just a guess." The smile on Gu Yuejie's lips turned to a shallow one, and the moment he spoke again, he returned to a straight line of indifference, "Mr. Lanran is the god of death, a god of death with great potential and outstanding aptitude, The things that ordinary captain-level gods of death can't do don't mean that Aizen-kun is also helpless, doesn't it?"

"Did you miss a reason? Mr. Gu Yue." Lan Ran turned and walked towards another empty test tube, with a calm and gentle tone that could not hear the changes of emotions, "The virtualization experiment did not fail completely. The only successful case is waiting in this world to give me the fatal blow."

"Pingzi Zhenzi?" Gu Yuejie smiled faintly, as if thinking of something interesting, he chuckled softly, "He is not a pure god of death."

"I've always been curious about how you broke the boundary of the soul when there was no gluttonous poison."

"Mr. Lanran is so sure that I will answer your question?" Gu Yuejie turned his head as if he lost interest in the things in the test tube, and looked at Lanran who was observing the transformed data in front of the console.

The blue light coated the edge of the lens with a layer of dangerous aura, like a cold low-temperature flame stinging the delicate film hidden deep in the eyes, intertwined with the gentle and harmless soft curvature of the man's lips to form a breath-stopping aggression: "I thought that Mr. Gu Yue carried out this cooperation with great sincerity."

Gu Yuejie's dark green eyes flitted a icy joke in the cold white light of the laboratory, as if he deliberately let the other party see clearly, he froze the mocking silhouette for a long time into the dark iris: "Songdao Zero Degree and you again Have you been in touch? He has provided you with new ideas and techniques? For example, the separation, fusion, promotion, and preservation of souls?"

The light brown eyes are still engrossed in searching for variables that represent success or failure from the dazzling data, and the smile on Lan Ran's lips has not changed at all: "Mr. Gu Yue seems to know more than your master."

"I need the original solution for making the gluttonous poison." Gu Yuejie drew the thin lip line into a line, "to confirm one of my guesses."

"Mr. Gu Yue is so forgetful. It seems that he has forgotten that the bottle of original liquid has already been prepared into a virtual medicine, and it was used up many years ago."

"It's true that you don't have a ready-made stock solution in your hand, but that doesn't mean you can't provide me with stock solution." Gu Yue Jieren slowly approached Lan Ran's tall and straight figure, and lowered his body bit by bit as the distance gradually shortened. Voice line, "Many years ago, the night before Hirako Mako came back from this world, Matsushima Zero sent his attendant Fengyue to give you something. I don't know what disguise he used, but I do know After opening that kind of thing, you can get a full set of formulas of different proportions of Gluttonous Poison, as well as the method of making the original solution."

Ai Ran chuckled softly, his half-smile eyes glanced at Gu Yuejie's delicate and handsome face through the cold lens, his deep, mellow and voluptuous sexy tone was like the vibrating bass on a cello, Quietly and subconsciously bewitching every auditory nerve of the listener: "If you die in the virtual circle, how will Mr. Fuchuan react? Mr. Gu Yue."

Standing side by side with Lanran, Gu Yuejie raised his eyebrows slightly but did not smile, but slowly lowered his slender and thick eyelashes to cover his deep dark green pupils: "I'm just a little counselor, I can't carry my shoulders You don't even have the strength to restrain a chicken, so naturally Master Fuchuan won't turn against you because of a trivial Gu Yuejie."

"You should already have your own conjecture about the identity of Zero Degree in Songdo." Gu Yuejie suddenly opened his eyelids and smiled coldly, "Coincidentally, I have already got my own answer just now. Rabbit dead fox sad thing Hurt others, please take care of yourself. Gu Yue bid farewell."

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The white sand is boundless, the night is boundless, the wind is endless, and the crescent moon hangs high.

The pure black figure stands at the end of the endless sand sea, as if standing at the original origin of time and years.

Gu Yue Jieren stopped walking under the soft sand dunes, and after a while, he moved forward again.

"How long have you been waiting here? Boss who says everything is three things - nothing but three things."

The graceful line of the man's jaw under the drooping hat brim trembled slightly as he walked slowly from the meandering time: "Of course I've been waiting for a long time, Mr. Gu Yue."

A faint smile flashed in Gu Yuejie's cold eyes: "Murder to silence, frame the blame?"

The whole body is wrapped in a large black cloak, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, unless you speak. As he expected, he was the first man to figure out his true identity."

"Even though I have already guessed his true identity, I still can't understand why you are the one who came to kill me. Even the will of this world is ignored, but how can San become a sharp sword in the hands of others?" His life and death were completely ignored, Gu Yuejie just looked at the thing that completely hid himself in the darkness with great interest.

"Well... the moment I kill you, Mr. Gu Yue will naturally understand." The black-clothed thing but three suddenly raised his fingertips, and a long golden rope cut through the eternity of the desolate circle In the dark night, passing through the snow-colored desert of desolate moonlight, the crisp sound of space shattering submerged into the midair and suddenly appeared a pitch-black slit, dragging the figure that had escaped the broken boundary mercilessly back to the virtual circle.

Dust and smoke billowed, white sand splashed everywhere, and Gu Yuejie, who was lying on his back on the white sand in a state of embarrassment, was wrapped around his fragile neck by golden ropes. The voice from behind the smoke and dust was still cold: "I thought that even if I couldn't beat it, I would at least It is possible to escape."

"I also thought that even if you want to escape, you should at least be interested in learning my methods." There was no force movement or spiritual pressure fluctuations, but three things had passed through the sand dunes and billowing white sand and stood in front of Gu Yuejie. , the posture that has not changed even half a piece, corner, or fold, as if he has been standing there, even the subtle movements have not changed, "The descendants of Duo Liang should always be curious about the real Duo Liang, shouldn't they?"

"How is that possible! The real Duo Duo Liang is clearly..." Gu Yue Jieren's first gaffe was completely severed by a sharp knife point that pierced his chest and pierced his heart. The fragile silk thread, the bright red swarming from the ruptured wound surged and splashed along the ferocious groove on the blade, blooming one after another enchanting blood flowers on the snow-white sand presumptuously.

"Impossible..., Impossible..." Gu Yuejie firmly grasped the long knife that penetrated deep into his heart, letting the blood dripping from his fingers gradually dye the sharp blade unwillingly, and the movement of struggling to get up deadly The wound in his body was further torn apart, but this man who should calmly stand on the sidelines even in the face of death just stretched out his arms in vain to grab the cuffs hanging in front of him, and murmured weakly as if possessed, "You will be... It's going to be...he, his...poof—"

What happened was that the three hands pulled out the long knife that was deep in the chest, and swung back the last drop of bright red that was dripping from the tip of the knife.The radiance from the collapse of the spirits illuminates the glittering crystal bead chain on the side of the cheek under the left eye hidden in the bottom of the hat, and also reflects the gentle and quiet arc on the soft and moist lips: "Simasai, wearing Customer with black-rimmed glasses, it seems that I just caused you a little bit of trouble."