[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Under the control of the mechanism, the metal cylinder opens the spiral staircase, and the smooth and seamless cylinder body turns into a rotating and extending spiral, revealing a round sphere hidden in the cylinder and shining with mysterious light, like the pupil of a devil that has been sealed and embedded in the The center of the solidified enchantment is still unwilling to be lonely and bewitches every creature watching it to open Pandora's box and spread disaster and suffering to every corner of the world.

The blond man in white was bent over and hunchbacked, his pointed nose almost poking at the hard corners of the boundary polygon because of this action of leaning over.The light gray eyes turn pickily from the lower eyelid to the upper eyelid, and then tilt all the way from the corner of the left eye to the end of the right eye, before opening the whole BLEACH world. This is the only one that has the same whale teeth as its signature without a semicolon =pan=: "Although There is almost no difference on the outside, and there is no abnormality in Reiatsu, but there is a subtle difference in feeling from Urahara's Bengyu. In this way, more than 100 years ago, the Bengyu that happened in the [-]th district behind Ruhun Street You should also be responsible for the Reiatsu robbery case, right? Soyousuke. My guess at the time was not wrong, and you really... tried to create a collapsed jade."

"It's really surprising, have you been aware of my purpose since then? Captain Hirako." Sitting upright in a high-backed chair with simple and smooth lines, Aizen, who was slender with his elbows bent sideways and resting his chest on one hand, Between his fingers, he gave an inexplicable gaze to the exaggerated bulge of the blond man's spine under the night dress, and the narrow and sharp eye ends embellished the noble and graceful smile on the man's lips, showing the sharpness of the sharp sword.

It seemed that he couldn't feel the sharp gaze of the thorn on his shoulder blade at all, or that the only blood in the world left by the Hirako family, who claimed to have a sharper crisis intuition than beasts at that moment, shielded the alarm from the beating nerve endings that were about to move. Lifting the sideburns that lined the cheekbones, ripples brighter than the sun rippled in the air, and the slightly funny Kansai accent was slippery and joking by its owner: "I've noticed your since then How dare you say the purpose, Soyousuke."

The blond-haired mask finally withdraws all attention from the fake in front of it, and reveals to the owner here a mountainous side face hidden behind the soft blond hair. The sneering angle activates the special skill of the BOSS - use the face to pull hatred, and smash all the skill points into it in one breath, from using the whole face to pull hatred directly upgrade to half face can instantly top the hatred value Hirako Mako snorted a dismissive sneer from his nose: "How much did I realize? On that night 100 years ago, didn't you already know it well?"

However, the facts have proved that as a DPS, as a DPS, he is still light and soft. Overthrow... No, a DPS that is as easy to bend as a crispy double-yolk egg is really not suitable for attracting the hatred of the boss, and then attracting the firepower of the boss and the force value of the sky-defying force.

Overestimating the upper limit of her own endurance and not opening the injury-free end, Mako Hirako was almost detonated by her own CP and poked the blood tank at the same time. I just remember that if it weren't for Captain Hirako's indulgence and disregard, I would never have been able to turn Deputy Captain Yuanji into experimental materials so smoothly." ——Hitting the weakness.

Sometimes, what is needed to uncover an old scar and a painful memory is a contemptuous look, a gentle and cruel smile, and a casual but ulterior word.The moment the tip of the saline-coated knife crossed the wound that would never heal but would not fester, the sharp arrow called guilt and remorse pierced the throbbing heart in the chest cavity without warning, and the gushing blood rushed to overflow the bright red The gorgeous wound hurts more than just the heart wrapped under the ribs.

However, Hirako just curled the corners of his mouth calmly, the sharpness of the falcon faded from the depths of his light gray eyes, and there was only a piece of dead ashes that made people more silent and empty than burnt ashes.Pingzi turned around slowly, step by step towards Aizen who was sitting in the stone chair, the snow-white hem of Xu Ye's dress drew a perfect arc in the air with his unhurried pace: "Aizen. "—as if overflowing from the depths of the chest, the voice is dark and low, suppressing the chilling courage, and the short syllables are clean and sharp, and the ending is as sharp as a knife.

"I'm here." The corners of the Void Circle's master's soft lips curved into a more gentle smile, but what penetrated into his eyes along the contours of his face was a deep-seated cruelty and coldness.

Pingzi moved her lips instinctively, but the words rolled on the tip of her tongue ended a second before they rolled down her lips and tongue. Her keen auditory nerves accurately captured the unmistakable vibrations in the air behind her.

That was the crisp sound of hard leather boots hitting the ground, that was the sound of soft clothes cutting through the air, that was... the sound of someone's footsteps approaching the Bengyu storage room!

The dark pupils in the center of the light gray pupils suddenly shrank into a sharp point. Hirako instinctively stopped approaching Aizen and stepped back towards the open door without hesitation, but the moment he was about to escape from the room, no one The defensive back bumped into another unexpected chest!

The sound of the door closing at the back of his head rang through his ears one after another, and a strand of dark hair like night in the turbulent air flow lingered past the end of his gray eyes, forming a faint purple trail in the corner of his vision.

Lan Ran, who was sitting on the throne, stood up, and the handle of Jinghua Shuiyue flashed a fleeting cold light under the tilted long coat: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, Mishishi Pure Land, no, I should call you now Qi Bai also."

The warm palm rests on Hirako's thin shoulders, and the slightly vigorous fingertips raise overlapping folds on the crisp fabric, and the clear and pleasant voice is accompanied by the warm breath, gently brushing the looming ear tips hidden behind the soft hair , every vibration of the vocal cords is leisurely and leisurely: "Please wait for a long time, Aizan SAMA. And..."

The slender arms spread out elegantly around Pingzi's slender waist, the long black hair rose and fell with the shoulders, and the dark purple awns danced between the golden hair, Qibai also played with a three-point playfulness The self-deprecating three-point cunning and one-point clear voice said slowly: "Oh, Siyi Marseille, I was discovered, Xiao Zhenzi."