[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

In the present world, Karakura Town, the underground training ground of Urahara Store.

Branch-like lightning as black as ink tore apart the peaceful space, and a white as jade palm suddenly protruded from the cracked gap, just like the desolate background of the daytime version of the virtual Gobi Gobi, disintegrating into flying fragments, mixed with beautiful blood splashing down In jagged ground and jagged rocks.

"Your Majesty." Kisuke Urahara looked at the brown-haired, brown-eyed, gentle-faced, innocent boy beside him with a tangled face, who seemed to be far away in the virtual world, his former colleague, who was carrying his family, who was also his boss in the past, who had cheated on him. He moved to that pale almost transparent arm in an instant, carefully held his slightly bent elbow, and asked in a low voice with worry and worry, "Are you injured?"

Another arm protruded from the dark gap, the vertical and horizontal crimson in the palm gathered on the naturally drooping fingertips with the effect of gravity, condensing into a smoldering and enchanting red that was about to fall: "It's nothing, after all, I want to hurt Youyou severely." Jie, why don't you pay a little price?"

"But..." The night demon wearing the green onion and juvenile skin of the big blue boss raised his hand and smashed the space gap that had not yet been opened. He was so worried that a pair of banners with "loyalty" appeared on his head. Dog ears, "You are so weak that you can hardly break the space barrier."

Under the influence of Qi Baiyi, the crumbling space couldn't bear the internal and external attacks from the Night Demon. Amid the crisp sound of a glass vessel breaking, a slender figure fell on the young man together with the colorful streamer at the moment when the Lingzi collapsed. In the slightly thin but absolutely stable embrace, blood was dripping from the moment the limbs were almost intertwined, covering another warm chest.

"Your Majesty!" The sweet breath of blood lingered around the nose, and the iridescence of Night Demon, which was lighter and gentler than Aizen's, flowed quietly and passed by with a strange brilliance.

Kisuke Urahara suddenly remembered what Qibaiyi had asked him to do before, and took three steps forward, almost snatching Qibaiyi's unconscious body into his arms, and the tentacles were sticky, slippery and wet fingertips.

The body temperature is low, the blood pressure drops, the breathing is stagnant, and the heartbeat is so weak that if it is not like this, it is almost equal to nothing.Severe shock caused by massive blood loss, spiritual pressure overdraft caused by fierce fighting, and... damage to organs, especially important organs, almost all have varying degrees of vibration contusion, the most serious is heart damage. Sudden heart failure, followed by collapse of the circulatory system caused by a sharp drop in blood pressure.Dragging such a body riddled with holes, five labors and seven injuries, he was able to run thousands of miles from the void circle, the void, the spiritual pressure, the collar and the collar to pave the way to the present world, and he was able to speak clearly and articulately just 30 seconds ago. When he spoke, although he was short of energy, he didn't let anyone notice that the sun was getting thinner, and the Qi in the west mountain was like a silk thread. He had already set foot on the broad road leading to King Ling, and he could drive the crane west to the west sky anytime, anywhere!

Of course, what we need to do now is not to lament that the vitality of the man in his arms is simply stronger than that of amoeba—although this is indeed an undisputed fact—the profiteer Urahara rushed into the laboratory in a blink of an eye, while vacating a He throws out a series of healing or testing ghosts very skillfully. Although Kisuke Urahara is not from the 1000th division of Goutei, the [-]th division who has been focusing on saving lives and healing the wounded for [-] years, please believe in the first-generation Technology Development Bureau. The medical knowledge reserves of the director's office will never be lower than that of any skilled and experienced professional physician.

And with the various information gradually fed back by the colorful ghosts, Urahara's dark circles under the thick shadow of the brim of the hat all the year round finally successfully broke out of the shadow and walked towards the whole face.

This fucking is really a living person, ah, no, is it a spirit body with a living soul? !If it wasn't for the powerful blessing of the 98 great gods in the sky, Qi Baiyi was being stuffed into a crystal coffin filled with an unknown liquid, ah, no, the wooden clogs and hats pickled in glass jars are really amazing Hidden BOSS's exclusive label without changing his face, the impulsive impulse to swear, even the cunning, wise and tricky Qi Bai can go in so vertically and almost come out horizontally when he walks around the virtual circle. It can also be regarded as a typical example of a hero who does not suffer immediate losses. He has always been a man who can bend, stretch, understand current affairs, and is a staunch supporter of Junjie, but he has a little bit more conscience than Qibai. The lower limit of Mimi Pingzi thought with his toes and knew what would happen. This time, only Qi Baiyi came out of any door, but without the golden hair mask with whale teeth, bangs and dead fish eyes, which is the best proof!

Although……

Kisuke Urahara quickly started the program that had been waiting for a long time on the huge LCD screen, and the startup screen that occupied the entire screen was split into two parts in an instant, turning into two [-]D human body models that were constantly flashing and refreshing. The physical signs data or the fluctuating spiritual pressure map are enough to dazzle a dog's eyes in a face-to-face meeting.

The closed folding fan beat the brim of the drooping hat with an anxious frequency. Kisuke Urahara's pale pupils carefully searched for any crucial moment in the changing light and shadow. The boy with brown hair and brown eyes Stepping on the shadow of a black-bellied profiteer in a hurry, he stepped into the room.

"Don't be so nervous."

What is the result of the deep, elegant, sexy and seductive voice of the old enemy suddenly appearing from the back of your head when you are concentrating on it?Urahara's profiteer's answer was the thunderous cannon hidden in the palm of his hand, ready to go, almost hitting the green and juvenile face behind him.

"You're too nervous, Kisuke." The boy behind him had a face that would surely look exactly the same as the former captain of the fifth team who kicked the boss of Lingwang and went to the empty circle to work alone. The soft luster is reflected in the bright light, the amber eyes under the slightly messy bangs are warm and clear, the corners of the slightly raised lips always have a slightly shy gentle smile, and the whole body is full of healing The brows of the youthful young man stretched out at this moment, but there is a sense of openness and distance, the clouds are light and the sky is high, which will never appear on this young face.

Urahara Kisuke crushed the dazzling thunder light in his hand, and with a solemn expression on his face that is not once in a thousand years but has become increasingly rare since he came to reality, he pondered for a moment before tentatively saying: "...Mr. Qi?"

"That's right, it's me." The young man Lanran nodded slightly, his immature body made his neck raise a subtle angle as he slowly approached, inadvertently outlining the narrow and slender outline of the eye sockets and The straight and sharp line on the bridge of the nose is like a blade, "I borrowed the appearance of the night devil a little bit, I hope it didn't cause unnecessary trouble to you."

"If you have to talk about troubles," the black-bellied profiteer in the wooden clogs hat once again lowered the brim habitually, and the small fan was swaying in front of his chest, "The face of Ye Mojun is already my biggest trouble .”

"I think it's not bad." Qi Bai also slightly shook his brows with his youthful blue face. He clearly had the same general look, but there was a completely different demeanor flowing in the corners of his brows and eyes. The undercurrent is turbulent, so Qibai is also the flowing clouds in the mighty wind. "Souyousuke's face is quite satisfactory. It is neither too prominent nor winking to attract attention, nor is it plain and mediocre. These days , It’s really not easy for a man to grow such a seductive and unobtrusive face.” ——Talk about why you put your life and death aside and face a man like two GAYs, still a man with the surname Lan The face of the man named Soyousuke, the villain BOSS, aliased as the King of Talkers, is full of criticism.

Apparently, Urahara profiteers, who have grown up from a generation of succulent, slick, sexy and decadent uncles back then, have a clear mind and a clear mind, and are not so easy to be led away by Qi Baiyi's nonsense. A group of egrets went to the west sky, the fan on the chest was closed, the bearded chin poked out from under the brim of the hat, and the unswerving topic continued: "Did you just say that I was too nervous?"

"Ah, you are really too nervous." Qi Bai also stuck out his white and slender fingertips to point to the void, alternating with a strange pattern, the torrent of complicated but not chaotic data, "here, here and here must at least reach Four times the normal peak value before our mission can officially begin. So..."

"So..." Urahara Kisuke slightly opened the corners of his eyes, and at the next moment he resumed the carefree and lazy attitude of the owner of the grocery store.

Familiar with the way, he took out two clean beakers from the locker under the experimental bench, put them on the blazing flame of the alcohol blowtorch, and began to sniff the tip of his nose. With his keen sense of smell, he searched here and there, but was hidden by the owner here. The treasured Qibai also stood on tiptoe and took out a box of delicately packaged tea fruit from a corner of a cabinet, smiling so much that he could take office at any time to attend the noble party. Let's have a cup of oolong tea first, and it would be great if there is a kaiseki meal made by Mr. Hishitsusai."