[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Although the last time he left Xuye Palace was not long enough to express his emotions such as the vicissitudes of life, things are right and wrong, but Pingzi had to admit that the map of Xuye Palace had been upgraded during the few months he left. Great progress, the specific performance is... He lost his way magnificently 50 meters from the door of the master of the virtual circle's bedroom!

As a field survival expert who was forced by life in his youth to hone his proficiency in field survival skills, an excellent sense of direction comparable to the DPS global satellite positioning system is an indispensable and indispensable component. No. 15 times I passed by Aizen's bedroom. The size of the door is much larger than that of other rooms. It makes people want to comfort themselves and admit that it is impossible to admit their mistakes. Mako Hirako, the (female) king of the jungle in the 78th district, also looked up to the current captain and deputy captain of the [-]th team, and suffered from the incurable disease of Lu Chi, who didn't know whether it should be regarded as a cute point or a broken point.

Then, after turning right along the corridor on the left and passing another intersection, Pingzi was sure that the problem was definitely not the magnetic field positioning system he was proud of, but those damn passages in this palace!Raising his hand, he fired a false bullet and blasted away the hidden camera protruding from the shadow close to the ceiling above the corner. Hirako stomped his feet, and as expected, the seemingly invisible vibration that had been lingering at the nerve endings disappeared. no trace.

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Xuye Palace, the main control room of the agency.

"Yeah, yeah, I can't hide it from you~~~ Captain Hirako." The slender fingers left the lever that manipulated the changing corridor, and the two bends that could never find the existence of the eyeball seemed to be devoted to their duties. The final scarlet flash from the monitor, which was dying and struggling, miraculously stimulated the end of the optic nerve to bend more deeply and more interestingly. The bent fingertips hit the sharp edges of the upper and lower jaws, and the corners of the lips The smile is always fixed on the strange and cunning man like a fox with short fluffy silver hair, and a meaningful Kyoto accent escapes, "However, if you keep going along this road, something very interesting will happen at the end of the road. Hey~ You think so? Mr. Sir.”

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"Ha——(extremely dismissive rising tone) Aren't you imprisoned in the dormitory of that guy Aizen? Why did you appear here? A god of death wearing a mask?"

Cough, first of all, let us congratulate Pingzi's sister, the Queen, for her adulterous relationship with his Xipi family~ It has finally become famous all over the world, so that even women and children in remote villages like Xuquan know it like thunder. In the near future, I should only be interested in how to twist the head of the newly appointed six-blade Ruby, and even Ulquiorra, the caring little padded jacket recognized by the No. 40 blade blue boss of the virtual circle who always likes to stretch his claws to find trouble. Both declared out of favor, no matter in terms of character design or plot development, it is impossible to focus on the master of the virtual circle and a man with a masked army who is ulterior in JQ. Mako Hirako, one of the parties who broke the secret with a straight mouth, felt very uncomfortable.

So, the former captain of the Fifth Team, the current leader of the Masked Legion, and the current leader of the virtual circle, the only male favorite of Lan Boss... Cough, the lover's surname is Hirako, the name is Mako, and the name is Xiaodujichang. The corners of the head, the corners of the eyes collapsed, the corners of the mouth curled up, he spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and responded tit for tat with a contemptuous Kansai accent: "Oh, oh, I thought it was something A strange thing is blocking the middle of the road," the shoulders shrugged deliberately, "It turns out that he is my defeated opponent~~~~"

"You bastard..." From the moment he was born, the two characters of self-cultivation and self-cultivation were inconsistent, and he didn't even know what patience was. The corners of the mouth that were not covered by the remaining mask were opened dangerously like a fierce cat, and the bright blue spiritual pressure in the remaining palm gathered and skyrocketed undisguisedly.

Mako Hirako, who had fully activated the BOSS exclusive skill of pulling hatred with her face, bent over and hunched over her shoulders, spread crookedly on the wall of the Xuye Palace, which is only commendable for its snow-white color and smoothness, and her hands in loose sleeves are the same. Calmly and slowly stretched out his slender index finger, and there was a faint scarlet flash behind the soft snow-white cloth: "You should be hurting more than your arm now, right? If you act rashly with me like this, it will definitely hurt you." Be careful..." The downturned corner of the mouth turned into an exaggerated and playful upturn, and the undisguised malice in the suddenly lowered Kansai dialect's slippery tone, "...Death, fall, yo~~~"

The moment the voice fell, the coldness filled the sky, and murderous intentions arose everywhere. The cold murderous aura was like the torrent that broke the dam in the ice flood season, carrying countless sharp icicles. Dangerous nerves honed from countless times of near-death near-death, every inch is slow, and the knife scrapes the bone.

At the moment when a wave of murderous intent rushes towards us, even with Grimmjow's wild, unruly and unruly belligerence, he can't help but take a half step back as a sign of weakness. The absolute coercion created by the absolute advantage of spiritual pressure is a more metaphysical, invisible and intangible but real existence, a more mysterious and dangerous induction.Like a sharp blade on the chest, like fangs embedded in flesh and blood, like a shadowy figure of death coming swiftly and swiftly with black wings spread out, tightening the fingers stuck in the throat bit by bit , bit by bit squeezed out the air in the chest cavity, bit by bit the will to survive, the hope of survival was strangled in the instinct that was about to move.

It was not deep despair, just quiet death.

The king's solitary pride in his bones prompted the blue-haired Leopard King to stubbornly choose to stay, but his clamorous instinct and boiling reason shook hands and reached an unprecedented agreement.The roots of the teeth are embedded in the gums, and the sweetness of blood permeates the edge of the taste buds. The taste in the mouth that often makes the nerves unprecedentedly excited and fighting is infinitely high. At this moment, it is just another opportunity to induce the unnatural twitch of the masticatory muscles. The blue veins entrenched on the bangs on the forehead are not due to fighting against the irresistible force, but only because of the despicable cowardice spurned by the king from the soul.

He was in fear, Grimmjow was in fear, facing Aizen's coercion, facing absolute power, facing the unknown world opened by that small ball, the leopard whose haughty head had never really surrendered. Wang finally tasted the most real fear in his life. It was different from Yachukas' innate fear of degenerating deep into the bone marrow but vaguely. All the existences that stand in its way, ending all hopes of living in name, make his teeth tremble, his knees tremble, his bones collide, and his soul howl!

Just a second before Grimmjow could no longer suppress the unreasonable but extremely intense fear, and wanted to escape desperately from this inexplicable verbal confrontation, a pair of slender and powerful palms disappeared. In a sound, he pressed the strong and generous shoulder of the predecessor Six Blades.

In an instant, the haze dissipated and the murderous intent disappeared.

The owner of the palm took a step forward, and the palm on the upper shoulder and neck slid down to the center of the limp back, calmly supporting the broken pride of the blue hair.

"You played a little too much, Hirako SAMA." A quiet and gentle voice slowly fell from the back of the neck to the shoulders, and the warm breath seemed to flutter the blue hair with fangs and claws.

Standing against the wall, Hirako lowered his right foot, which left a mark on the snow-white wall, and casually raised his toes and switched to the other foot.As if he had noticed the man's arrival long ago, he just raised his eyelids lazily, and the light gray streamer flashed across the straight and sharp corners of his eyes: "Ah, I just want to try the newly learned skills, so the man is fighting Is that how it felt at the time?"

"No, it's much more terrifying than this. Facing his enemies, even if they have the power to destroy heaven and earth, they may not have the courage to accept his knife." The wide white sleeves swept from the center of the blue pupils And then, the next moment, the supporting force behind him has turned into a pure white silhouette left on the retina in the moment of passing by.

The slender and tall back, the waist-length blue hair, the virtual circle is very different from the dress style of the soul world, which clearly embellishes his shoulders, which are extremely thin and thin compared to Qi Xin's tall figure, and his straight spine. The back that is not wide runs through, and the youthful and flexible waistline that is unique to teenagers is covered by a palm-width black belt, and the slender legs wrapped in the hem of the robe are taking unhurried steps .

The man came leisurely from the deep corridor with slashed shoulders and slender neck, black hair hanging down the waist, wide-sleeved robe, and elegant clothes. Every move is naturally elegant, and every word and word is innate. tenderness.

Pingzi raised the corners of his mouth coldly, his light gray eyes cut across the man's smiling face like sharp knives.

There is an elegant and elegant smile on the clear and handsome face, the deep and clear black eyes flow through the sparkling water color, the tails of the eyes extend straight out under the beautiful eyebrow peaks, the deep and slender trajectory lacks the charming uplift and It's not as touching as imagined, but it is as ethereal and elegant as a crane, and it is affectionate.Just being looked at tenderly by these eyes gives one the illusion of being cherished and loved by the whole world. ——It's like... God loves the world.

"Oh, I thought you would be more gorgeous and handsome, just like the Kuchiki family, but I didn't expect you to look like a magic stick." The Kansai dialect protracted the joking ending, and Mako Hirako sneered The corner of the mouth was torn apart.

The black-haired man in white robe raised his impressive crane eyes and deepened the smile on his lips, and his clear and sweet voice still complemented his gentle and peaceful temperament: "Why, Hirako SAMA's love for me Doesn't look very satisfying?"

"Could it be that you have a crush on me?" Pingzi raised his slender eyebrows more and more playfully, "Otherwise, why do you care so much about my opinion of your appearance?"

The man laughed softly, and the laughter gushing out from the depths of his chest suddenly had a deceptive charm: "Let's just treat it like this." The man gave an ambiguous response, After a slight pause, Fu raised the corners of his mouth again, "But there are other reasons."

"Yeah, pure land, are you sure you really didn't forget to take your medicine before going out today?" Pingzi reached out to stroke his bent elbow, "compared to this, I'm more curious about your other reasons."

"Then please allow me to introduce myself, Hirako SAMA." Mieshi Pure Land stroked his chest with one hand, bowed gracefully, and the smooth and gorgeous saluting movements are simply pleasing to the eye, just like a gorgeous dance, "From now on, I will be Belonging to you, the only subordinate officer..."

"Qi Bai Yi"