[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Oh, oh, just now, if I didn't misread it, it seems that your little Zhenzi is going to give up using the virtual balance talent plug-in." Behind the door, Dr. Bai naturally took Qi Baiyi's arms Raising her head slightly, the golden amber eyes behind the silver bangs are like a slanting sun hanging in the sky at the time of day and night. The warmth and softness like an illusion, but the devilish coldness like the night, "I assume, you should Told him everything he should know, and everything he shouldn't. After all, you're always happy to give him something special when you're with him, aren't you?"

"I did tell him everything." The black-haired man who was not abusing his power and flouting the rules consciously raised the corners of his lips slightly, and raised a sly smile, "That's just because as a contractor, I can't lie to him , and cannot hide him."

Obviously, Dr. Bai, who is also well versed in the art of language, was not confused by Qi Baiyi's rhetoric. He paused as he walked hand in hand, and raised his golden amber eyes again with a half-smile: "But the contract doesn't force you to Tell Mako Hirako everything, even if he asks you, you still have a choice. I remember someone who talked to people, and the skill of talking nonsense is as good as a hundred larks."

"You also know that I'm talking to people, I'm talking nonsense." Qi Bai also straightened his bent arms and pulled his arms out of Dr. Bai's palm, "Then you should also know that I am facing Mako Hirako What I said was absolutely different from what I said to Kisuke Urahara."

"Pfft..." With a not-so-kind laugh from his nose, Dr. Bai turned his head and shook his shoulders because of Qi Baiyi's rare embarrassment. Kisuke questioned you about this trick."

"As the captain of the fifth team, now the leader of the masked army. Knowing people and being kind has always been Makoto's signature trick." Qi Bai also smiled lightly, "So I can only confess the curse of the Hirako family. Tell him what he needs to pay to forcibly awaken the Eye of Truth from the blood seal—the full price."

"...Qi Baiyi, did I ever tell you that you are really scary?"

"Huh? I don't know what else I did that would alert you, Shiratori."

"...Urahara Kisuke is not Hirako Mako, I can already imagine the situation where you cleverly use this to hide the truth."

"I didn't hide it on purpose, Shiratori." The man with black hair and black eyes curled his mouth when he heard this, with an innocent smile and a pure tone, "It's just that one doesn't understand, and the other doesn't know."

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What was the result of opening Pandora's box?

Removed the mask, exploded the Reiatsu, took off the pants, ah, no, it’s the top, the red-eyed former captain of the fifth division, now the masked army is setting an example and telling you——It’s a knife and a little friend, and Wrong, it's the blue boss.

With the first knife, the blue boss was brutally split into two pieces from the left shoulder to the right waist, but obviously the Bengyu card was even more brutal, the knife hadn't been pulled out from the kidney, and the wound from the shoulder to the chest had healed Not even a scar in sight.

The second knife went down, and the oblique chop was changed to a vertical chop. The Blue Boss hastily let the key point be revealed, but the tip of the knife pierced the throat directly, cutting all the spine below the cervical spine in half. The caress cuts through the skin, flesh, bones, and internal nerves, just like fingertips across the calm water surface, and after a short rippling, it is an illusory reflection that returns to calm.

After the third cut, the tip of the knife that was originally lifted up was like a petrel fighting against the waves in a storm, and the light and dexterous turning turned into a deadly sweeping army. As long as the blue boss takes half a step back, it will be cut open and immediately upgraded to a bloody waist cut , the brutal violence index Chua Rockets somersaulted and broke the daily limit.

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The prototype of the BLEACH world reality version of the massacre was staged above the model of Karakura Town. The leader of the masked army, Mako Hirako, personally performed the knife, and the blue boss personally demonstrated. Jie Niu" textbook edition.

The whole process can be summed up as follows: piercing the chest, bleeding into the lungs, losing arms and legs, and losing his head.

On the Nth knife down, the whistling blade hit the raised long knife heavily, and a dazzling flame splashed between the long and narrow blade and the gorgeous flowing water ripples of the mirror flower and water moon.After smashing a car full of Kidney VIs, the defense system of Big Blue Boss finally succeeded in intercepting the Nifu missile, and a dozen discarded Chi Cannons were included with the knife.

The figure with short golden straight whale teeth and scarlet rabbit with dead fish eyes flashed in the air, and the big fireball rushing towards his face changed from a classic relative problem in mathematics application to an opposite one. Continuous billowing smoke exploded on the deserted streets.

The slender mask sticks to the pale god of death looming in the smoke, and the entanglement that retreats and retreats freely is not so much a life-and-death fight between rabbits and falcons, but a ballroom dance with tacit understanding and elegance.It's just that the shadows of swords and swords shuttle back and forth in the haze finally tore apart the fluttering dust, and also tore up the last fragile and illusory warmth of the old friendship between the two lovers.

There is no more hesitation and procrastination like a joke, and every time the blade is swung, it has only the cruel but only goal-to take the opponent's life.

The life-threatening blade once again moved and collided with the owner in the square inch to form a movement of gold and iron horses. The sound of gold and iron resounded like rain on plantains in a dense way with almost no interval. Only the fighting party Only complete death can bring the symphony of battle to an eternal rest. ——I will never die.

The ear-piercing sound of the blade piercing through the flesh and rubbing against the bone pierced the eardrum, and the sound of the sword colliding with each other came to an abrupt end without warning.Hirako put one hand around Lan Ran's shoulder, and with the other hand holding the knife, he let go of the hilt of the knife and changed it to push up the end, which shone with a cold metal light. The blade in the middle pierced through the obstruction of the neck bone, piercing the trembling vocal cords and rolling Adam's apple together.

Pingzi's red-glowed eyes slightly dimmed, and the pale fingertips curled up and stretched out in the folds of the white and soft cloth. Every slight tremor revealed a kind of bloodthirsty excitement. The tip of his tongue licked the corner of Yaoyi's upturned lips, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of the knife point passing through the flesh and bones mercilessly killing life. The blond mask lowered his voice dangerously, letting the sharp and high-pitched emotions deep in his throat Flip: "Just now, which move was it? Yousuke Soo."

The man who spoke for the first time after taking off the mask took a deep breath, suppressed the almost crazy excitement in the blood in the depths of his eyes, and chuckled softly: "Yeah~~~ Sorry, I forgot, You can't speak now."

The pale blade suddenly pulled away, and a bright red to bewitching blood color traced the trajectory of the blade cutting through the sky.

Under the radiation of the sky-defying plug-in Bengyu, which is second only to the protagonist's aura, the vocal cords were once again restored to the original Aizen's hands. The mirror flower and water moon accurately slashed at the blond man behind him, and the deep and hoarse voice was mixed with fishy sweetness. The blood rolled from the tip of his tongue: "33 strokes, what advice does Captain Pingzi have?"

"Tsk, it's getting harder and harder to kill you~~~ Yousuke Sou." Ni Fu lightly touched the blade of the photogenic Hua Suigetsu, and the hunched man leaped back in a relaxed manner, "Why can't you Like at the beginning, stay there obediently and let me stab you to death?"

The man's speaking style is still the unreasonable and unreasonable trouble in the memory, and the still big talk makes Aizen almost unable to restrain the corners of his lips from turning up. However, although the throat is healed, the pain that still persists in the nerve endings is just right. Remind Aizen The moment the knife cut through his throat, what filled his body was a kind of cold despair stemming from death—this man killed him thirteen times in the quarter of an hour from the moment he took off his mask.

"Does this number have any special meaning to you? Captain Hirako."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Soyousuke." Ni Fu was casually dropped by his master's feet, and his short golden bangs turned dead fish eyes and whale teeth, and his Kansai accent was drawn out, "This sentence If so, I should be the one to ask you."

The moment the voice fell, Aizen suddenly pressed his chest that was throbbing with pain. The pain was so sudden and severe that half a low moan burst out of the mouth that was caught off guard and slowly dissipated in the cold winter wind.

"Your heart seems to be in pain, Soyousuke." The blond man's lips curled up in a playful arc that contained malice, and at the moment when the corners of his lips rose to the highest point, they converged into a rare serious and dignified solemnity , Kansai accent is low and slow, like the ruins of fate flowing from the thin lips of a prophet, gently placing each syllable in Aizen's ear drum word by word, "No, to be precise, You should be—heartless right now.”