[Death] phantom

She had a dream.

That dream was what she saw in her memory when she obtained Mu Yun a long time ago.

The black knife pierced the chests of two people, and the man with gray hair kept saying sorry.He was crying, and the tears mixed with blood dripped down her face.

Woke up suddenly, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, what a nightmare.

She thought that the dream would be forgotten soon, but the dream was tightly pressed in her chest and could not go away.

And these two days, he didn't respond to Mu Yun, which made her a little more flustered.

what is going on?Looking at Long Xian who was standing by the window looking out, she thought about whether to tell him, but seeing him frowning, she decided to forget it.

After all, it was her own business, not his.

In the final analysis, they are just the relationship between the sick and the doctor, and she is not qualified to ask him to help her everywhere.

"The weather is not too good today..." Tong Longxian looked at it, but only saw the foggy sky, which made Yingji feel helpless.

I'm afraid it's going to rain tonight.

"Drip drip."

Long Xian's cell phone rang, and after he answered it, he showed a helpless expression, talked for a while, and then hung up.

"What's wrong?" Shadow Trace asked.

"Masaki ran out again." Long Xian sighed.

She is dumb, really worrying, Masaki...

"Do you want to go find her?" Yingji smiled, "It's dangerous for a girl to be outside."

"...No need." Long Xian shook his head, "She won't be in any danger, but you... I haven't figured out why Xu is interested in you. Logically speaking... ..”

Logically speaking, Xu shouldn't attack living people so actively.

During Ying Ji's hospitalization, Long Xian had already killed no less than twenty animals, obviously it was not a coincidence.

"It's okay, I will protect myself." Yingji shook his head, "Actually, Long Xian... is very gentle."

She is very gentle towards Masaki and her as a girl.

"Gentle..." Long Xian was taken aback, turned his head away, "What stupid things are you talking about..."

Suddenly feeling two extremely powerful spiritual pressure, Yingji suddenly looked out the window.

virtual and...

"One Heart." Mu Yun's voice sounded in his head.

"Mu Yun? Why do you..." She didn't answer no matter how much she shouted before, she thought...

"Yingji, stay here." Long Xian's expression became serious, and he ran out, "I'll go and have a look."

"But! I..."

"Yingji, stay here." Mu Yun said in a deep voice.

She froze for a moment, lowered her head, and struggled a little.

Naxu's spiritual pressure is mixed with death and other flavors. Obviously, Naxu and Aizen are absolutely inseparable.Moreover, Mu Yun also said just now that the god of death who fought with him was Yixin.

"I see." She laughed, but it was a little far-fetched.

"..." Long Xian stopped talking and ran out of the room.

Yingji lay on the bed and calmed down.

Don't have any more accidents, please... Shiba's family...

"Haiyan..."

Why, did you think of him again?

......

Overnight, Long Xian did not return to the hospital.

And after last night, Mu Yun didn't speak any more, so she could only worry secretly.

At night, she searched for the Reiatsu and headed towards Longxian, but found two Reiatsu on the way, one from Zhenchen and the other from Zhibo Yixin.

When the time came, her mood turned into astonishment, and the expressions of those people looking at her were not much better.

"Shadow?"

"Teacher Yingji?"

Standing there were Ryuken, Isshin Shiba, and...Kisuke Urahara holding true anger.

Ying Ji didn't reply, and ran straight to Long Xian, looking at Zhen Chen, his pupils shrank.

"Masaki, what's the matter?" She looked up at Longxian, and pointed at the hole in Zhenan's chest that was gradually getting bigger, "What's going on here?"

"..." Long Xian was silent, looking at Yixin.

"Yixin? Urahara?" Yingji followed his gaze, but found that there was some guilt in Yixin's eyes.

"...Anyway, come with me." Urahara coughed and led a few people to the Urahara store.

......

"So, she must stay by Zhenan's side so that she can survive, right?" After summarizing what Urahara said, Yingji frowned.

This is the predecessor of Hirako and Kurosaki's "Masque".

"Understood, I will do it!"

All the people in the room were stunned by his single-mindedness. Urahara still held up the finger that he had not put down during his speech just now.

"Huh?" Urahara was sweating.

"Hurry up and start doing it! Your explanation is taking too much time!"

"Pretending to talk so much nonsense!"

"It's not enough to be the god of death, it's enough to protect her for the rest of my life!"

"You don't have to think about this kind of thing, of course you have to do it!"

Yingji was completely stunned, and immediately evoked a smile.To some extent, Kurosaki's unscrupulous father really resembles him.

I still remember the smirk on Mao's face when Haiyan introduced him to this young man in Mao.

"Is there no nostalgia?" Urahara asked.

"How could there be none!" Yixin spread his hands, "There are too many, I can't finish talking! But so what!"

"Being held back by nostalgia, ignoring the death of my savior..." Yixin's expression was unprecedentedly serious, "I will definitely feel ashamed of this in the future!!"

"...then let's begin."

Urahara took Yixin to another room, where only Yingji and Longxian were left.

Long Xian looked a little tired and turned around to leave.

"Are you leaving?" Kageji called him, "Aren't you waiting for Masaki to wake up?"

Obviously...you care about Masaki, why don't you wait for her to wake up?Why did you leave Masaki without saying goodbye?

"...He is a good person." Long Xian replied softly, with bitterness and self-blame in his voice, "Masaki...you can leave it to him...I... . . not qualified."

Before Yingji could speak again, Long Xian walked out.

"...ah, tonight, the rain will stop, right?"

Looking at Long Xian's back, then at the sky, Yingji murmured.

......

Was it successful... Kageji heaved a sigh of relief seeing Masaki who was breathing steadily and still talking in sleep.

"Urahara...do you remember me?" Yingji smiled.

"Ah...Miss Kageji." Urahara fanned the fan, "Actually, if it weren't for the dazzling blond hair, I might have forgotten it, but it's okay, I remembered it."

"Really..." She chuckled, being remembered, she was already very satisfied.

"Teacher Yingji..."

"Yixin, you've given up your position as captain." Looking at Yixin who called her, Yingji felt a little emotional.

Mao's former students were all so strong.

She never thought that 20 years would be more impressive in her memory than her thousands of years in the virtual circle.

Those people, those things, those emotions.

"Well, it's okay." Yixin evoked the same smirk as before, "It's good that she's still alive!"

Yingji was startled, and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Yes...it's good to be alive."

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