[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"It's come to this point, I'm also curious what you want to say."

"It depends on what you want to know, mine..." Qi Bai also took a sudden step forward, his eyebrows and eyes were sculpted, his nose and lips filled Mako Hirako's field of vision in a shocking gesture, and then the man Straightening up her slightly bent waist, before touching the bottom line of Hirako Mako's patience, she cleverly and unobtrusively opened the distance, "...Master?"

Mako Hirako frowned slightly, while the hill of double death held a job-hopping press conference while ascending to heaven You can at least jump on the spot and call him a few ungrateful bastards without any scruples. You should think twice before you scold him. When you are calculated to die and die again, there is really only want to cry but no tears and regret.

"What are you thinking? In fact, you don't have to be nervous. After all, apart from that incident, you have already..." Qi Bai also smiled slightly, his slender and thick eyelashes cast a fine light on the dark pupil with the movement of his eyelids, "... It's useless, isn't it?"

I'm going to rip this pissed off bastard!Nobody stop me!Pingzi raised one corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a row of neat and uniform back molars, and squinted his eyes to draw out a standard version of a superficial smile. The Kansai accent is light and smooth, which is called a flattery: "Don't be afraid, Worried about a sudden change of mind by useless people?"

"Of course I'm afraid, but it's just that it's too late for you or me to change your mind again." Qi Bai also took a step back and shrugged his shoulders gracefully, "Or is it that the flames of anger are enough to burn your reason and make you rather give up?" With the same position and will as me, you look forward to the day when Aizen replaces the Lingwang?"

"I thought...we were companions, Qi Baiyi." Pingzi sighed deeply, the blond boy who was always in high spirits and high spirits said this sentence, and the tiredness between his brows was deeper than that long sigh.

Qi Baiyi's brows were neither moved nor ridiculed, he just smiled, and then whispered in a soft voice that was almost persuasive: "Even if you have the same stand and will, it doesn't mean you can be a partner walking side by side. It is said that differences do not conspire with each other, so is it possible to conspire with each other if the way is the same?"

The blond boy slowly closed his eyes, and the moment he opened them again, his Kansai accent clanged into a cold tone of gold and iron: "I want to know everything. After entering the virtual circle, everything that happened to you that you never told me !"

"This is your problem? Didn't you always want to know what's going on in your body... I understand." Qi Baiyi's eyes wandered to the criss-cross chains of flesh and blood, the bones and tendons were chewed, smashed and regenerated repeatedly The creaking sound spread in the open high altitude, and there was a kind of creepy feeling of reciprocating and repeating progression.

"That starts a little further back 100 years ago. Do you remember the plan that the three of us have been revising for 100 years?"

"This kind of thing that has been repeated for nearly 100 years, I almost know it by heart."

"Then, do you still remember who came up with the idea of ​​using the collapsed jade to trap Lan Ran?" Qi Baiyi slightly squinted his eyes, looking in the direction of Lan Ran who was engulfed by the chains and swallowed him meaningfully.

"...It's me, what's the problem?" The blond boy raised his eyebrows provocatively, with his arms folded across his chest, his feet in a relaxed posture, and the fingertips on his upper arms were like bowstrings stretched to the extreme. The vigilance of the sword is on the verge, and the glib Kansai accent drags out a soft and frivolous rise, "Even the prototype of this plan was designed by me."

Qi Bai also made no secret that the ambiguous arc of the corner of his mouth deepened into a treacherous smile, and he commented calmly: "Although it is said to be a 'rudimentary', the plan itself is very mature. What I did was just adapt to the situation and make corrections in some insignificant details... Having said that, I don’t need to repeat what I did.”

Hirako Mako subconsciously buckled the lower jaw before it was occupied by the boy's secondary sexual characteristics. The smooth skin wrapped the bones with sharp lines like a knife, and the angle of the obliquely inserted palm was as sharp as if it could easily cut the tender palm: "All of us The sole purpose of the plan is to stop Aizen's actions, which should be completely consistent with your position, and there is no need for you to interfere secretly and sabotage the progress of the plan."

The palm covering the entire lower jaw turned into delicately shaped knuckles gently pressed against the lips, and the slightly raised eyebrows were dignifiedly lowered above the long and narrow eye sockets: "The only difference between you and us is that you don't just want to It’s just to stop Aizen. To achieve this additional purpose, you must create a more critical and imminent crisis, such as now—let me choose between Aizen and you. For this, you You must control the most critical part of the entire plan, and you must replace Kurosaki Ichigo and become the crucial hole card for the final victory."

"I'm glad that your footsteps are getting closer to the truth." Qi Bai also curled the corners of his lips with interest, and his eyes glanced at the snake-like prey wriggling and shrinking chains to further confine him.

"If you want to replace Kurosaki Ichigo as the last hole card, there are no more than two options. One is to increase Aizen's strength so that his strength exceeds the limit of Kurosaki Ichigo's strength; the other is to weaken Kurosaki Ichigo's strength. It makes him unable to fulfill the mission of giving Aizen a fatal blow. The risk of the former is too high. After all, none of us can estimate how far Beng Yu can make Aizen evolve, so you chose the latter..." Mako Hirako deeply Taking a deep breath, he raised his head suddenly, and shot his eyes straight at the calm and calm man who was five steps away, "You actually only did one thing, creating the power in your arms that could absorb and plunder Kurosaki Ichigo It is ironic that you have told everyone about your purpose even before you went to the Void Circle to collect the souls of Yachukas and Killian. You said that this book is due to the main material It is Xu's soul crystallization, so there may be side effects of continuous absorption of spiritual pressure."

"Kurosaki Ichigo's ability to control and feel the spiritual pressure is almost equal to nothing, and Kurosaki Isshin's training of Kurosaki Ichigo itself requires a huge amount of spiritual power, even if he falls into a coma, it will only be considered as a loss of spiritual pressure It's just a drama—whether it's other people or himself." Qi Bai also fixed his gaze on the cold light gray pupils, and smiled slightly, "I didn't need to say these self-deprecating words, Xiao Zhenzi."

"Deliberately create loopholes in the seamless plan, and then eagerly wait to be seen through?" Mako Hirako frowned, "It really fits your bad taste."

"If you only talk about bad personality, you have no right to criticize anyone, Xiao Zhenzi." Qi Bai also flicked his fingertips, smiling calmly, "I just didn't want anything to happen. If you resist desperately because you feel the loss of power, you will die—in that book."

Qibai also looked far away, and sighed softly: "Even if the purpose is seen through because of this, it is just to make this scene happen in advance. Although I am coerced by you, I am not alone. Ichigo made Kurosaki Ichigo out of thin air on the eve of the war by intentional calculation or inadvertently. It is easy for me to disappear. In the two-front battle, you are more vulnerable than me."

"You really only did this one thing?"

"Do I have to do something superfluous?" Qi Baiyi deeply bent his long and straight eyes, "It's enough to do this kind of betrayal once, or will you be so bad that you will be betrayed by the same person again and again?" the point?"

The continuous sound of sticky water in the chains was suddenly mixed with a loud long cry, without waiting for Mako Hirako's response, the man with black hair and black eyes walked lightly around behind his thin shoulders, and raised his temples for a while. Straps of long blond hair were scattered, and she lowered her head, leaning close to the delicate contours of her ears: "It's time, Makoto."

Pingzi did not avoid the warm and ambiguous breath behind his ears, his light gray pupils watched the intensified bulge under the chain, and the Kansai accent was calm and low, showing the sharpness of a sword out of its sheath: "Oath, open .”

The moment the voice fell, a bright light yellow ink-colored spiritual pressure that did not belong to Mako Hirako shot up into the sky, and the black spiritual pressure full of restless desire to destroy converged, compressed and condensed around the end of the long black knife, and finally extended a strip about two feet wide. Refers to the black chain, one end of the chain is like a causal lock that connects the soul and body of human beings in this world, and it sinks into the thin chest of the death bully, maintaining the connection between Hirako Mako and the long sword, while the other end is hidden in Qibai The cuffs that also hang down spiral upwards along the line of the forearm, elbow, upper arm, shoulder and neck, and finally pass through the slightly open neckline to connect to the shackles on the white and slender neck, forged by the oath made by the soul The rings of the metal body are seamless without beginning and end, tightly locked under the sharp jaws, shining with a dark, cold and indestructible light that is unique to metal.

Like the collar around the neck of a well-trained hound, like the silk thread connected under a kite flying high into the sky, like the mark branded on the hindquarters of a silent mule and horse, in a way that tramples on dignity and is almost shameful, tough And the inviolable authority of the owner is announced to everyone that cannot be refused.

Mako Hirako took a deep breath, gently pinched the chain connecting the long knife and the ring between Qibaiyi's neck with her finely textured fingertips, and slowly closed her eyes: "In the name of Yuan Zhibi, the contract is terminated." .”

As soon as the voice fell, the cold chain under the fingertips snapped.

——The chains of freedom that bind Qi Baiyi are broken from now on.