[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

Mr. Urahara, the head of the [-]th division of the Technology Development Bureau, can analyze my ability in no time. As Tokuro Tsukishima spoke, the ground on which Kisuke Urahara was standing began to move backwards, the ground on which Kisuke Urahara stood began to rotate, and the surrounding scenery began to change.

The figure of Tokuro Tsukishima disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only one sentence, "I have already been here in the memory of this land and I have not set a trap."

After the ground under his feet stopped turning, the surrounding open space disappeared, and the background behind Urahara Kisuke became a street with two straight rows of banyan trees planted on both sides of the street.

He held the Zanpakuto in both hands, and looked around vigilantly. The night was quiet, the wind blew the leaves and made rustling noises, and the black shadows of the trees swayed gently, vaguely, making it hard to see clearly. In the large shadows, it seemed What does it contain.

The wind blew away the dark clouds that covered the moon, and the pale silver brilliance slanted down, illuminating the shadow, and a figure appeared in the shadow.

"Mengluo!" Urahara Kisuke said in surprise after seeing the person standing clearly, but in the next second, his smile froze on his face, and the chopping knife in his hand fell to the ground...

real intention

"Let's transform—Huang Yu" Meng Luo's voice was extremely soft, but it was particularly obvious in this silent night, and the coldness was actually three points colder than the sudden night wind.

Kisuke Urahara was tightly entwined by several transparent sword shadows, which turned into chains and bound his wrists.

Urahara Kisuke twisted his body desperately, and the chain seemed to sense Urahara Kisuke's struggle getting tighter and tighter. He clasped his hands behind his back, and Dodole's red mark appeared on his wrist because of the restraint.

Looking along the direction of the rope chain, the Zanpakudao in Mengluo's hand is held flat, the tip of the sword is facing down, and a silver brilliance is emitted from the tip of the sword. If you look carefully, there is also a surge of spiritual power, and the silver brilliance The chain formed is the culprit who trapped Kisuke Urahara.

Kisuke Urahara's eyes were full of shock, and he opened his mouth in disbelief, but before he could say anything, there was a stabbing pain in his left chest, and a long sword emitting a cold light pierced through his chest.

The moonlight shone on the long sword, and the hilt was printed with the smiling faces of Kisuke Urahara's descendants. Tokuro Tsukishima's smile was particularly mocking. Kisuke Urahara's words were stuck in his throat, and his chest was twitching. Something in his chest was split open. , The scorching heat burned all the nerves and paralyzed all the senses.

Mengluo in front of her lowered her head, and the smile that often appeared on her lips was gone.

The sound of blood dripping from the wound is hollow and long...

In a daze, Urahara Kisuke's eyes were blurred, and Mengluo's figure couldn't be seen clearly, so he desperately and eagerly searched in his mind, only to find that Mengluo's face disappeared bit by bit along with the experiences he had with her.

Desperately opened his eyes wide, the person in the memory was clearly in front of him, but it was like a layer of veil, covering the memory. He only remembered her soft smile but couldn't remember her face at all.

Mengluo let go of the Zanpakutao, and the Zanpakutao was hanging above the ground, she clasped her right palm flat on it, and said softly, "Transform into flames."

Before the sound fell, the Zanpakuto glowed red, dazzling like a small sun in the dark night, the red flame quickly arrived around Kisuke Urahara along the silver chain, the flame rose rapidly, and the surrounding temperature began to rise .

Kisuke Urahara could only see endless flames, and the smiling face of Mengluo in his memory completely disappeared in the sea of ​​flames. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't shout "Mengluo" after all...

The girl who was Qiao Xiaoqian in my impression has been replaced, and I can't remember it anymore...

The foothold suddenly disappeared, Urahara Kisuke fell into darkness together with his memory, and could never come back...

Mengluo's figure appeared above the trap that Kisuke Urahara dropped, and the Zanpakuto in his hand lay in front of Tokuro Tsukishima, preventing his next move, and said coldly: "Enough, stop here, you want me I've done what I've done."

Tokuro Tsukishima raised his hands in surrender, noticing that Mengluo in front of him was staring at his long sword displeasedly, and looked sideways, there were still mottled blood stains on the sword, was it because of this?

Thinking of this, the long sword in his hand became transparent little by little, and the long sword turned into an ordinary bookmark surrounded by blue light, and said with a smile: "I promise Mengluo will do it too, get rid of them memories, and will never harm their lives."

"Look at you, you've got what you want."

"It's only half finished. For the next thing, is Mengluo interested in composing a page with me and recording this magnificent chapter?" Tsukishima Tokuro stretched out his right hand to Mengluo, making a gentlemanly gesture. Invited action.

When Meng Luo saw Tsukishima Tokuro's actions, he couldn't help feeling sullen in his heart. From the beginning, they planned to leave Ishida Uryu without modifying his memory on purpose. There was only one reason. He saw me and Tsukishima, In the first half of the Yincheng transaction, I used this to restrict me. In order to avoid any mistakes in the transaction with Yincheng, I will definitely not tell Yulong anything, and the attack on Inoue and others will only make Uryuu Suspicion, coupled with my dodge, unintentionally planted a seed of doubt in Yulong's heart.

Once I don't sincerely cooperate with Yue Dao and the others, then the rain dragon whose memory has not been erased is my biggest flaw, and they will have a way to let him know everything, so even if they don't need to take action, Soul Society will not let me go Existence, without using a little effort, you can use the knife of the soul world to kill people invisible, and clean up the unstable factor of me.

If we want to maintain the identity of the god of death, we must cooperate with Yincheng without Yixin, and finally change Yulong's memory. This is forcing me to stand with them!

It's all so calculated!Not only did I grasp the thoughts of mine, Yulong's, and Soul Realm exactly, but also discovered the unavoidable gap between the three of us, and then continued to expand this point until it became an abyss...

There is endless coldness in Mengluo's eyes, but there is a smile on her lips, but this smile is very patterned, and even the curvature of Shangyang seems to be measured, and it is false and lifeless. She said calmly: "Go on. Even without me, Tsukishima-san can complete the work, so I will secretly wait for good news from Tsukishima-san."

"You'll be there soon."

After Tsukishima Tokuro finished speaking, he and Mengluo turned around at the same time, and they left in completely different directions.

The smile on Tsukishima Tokuro's lips was even wider. Judging from Kisuke Urahara's memories just now, the ghost world has not noticed the strangeness here for the time being. on the city.Originally thought that the other spiritual pressure that Ginjo felt when he saw Yumeno for the first time was Kisuke Urahara, but now it seems not, who is that person?

A crisp bird song interrupted his thoughts, Tsukishima Tokuro looked up, and saw a small and lovely yellow bird hovering on his shoulder, flapping its small wings, staring intently at it with bean-like eyes. Focus on yourself, flying in front of you without fear of life.

Tokuro Tsukishima raised his arm, not stroking, but flicking his wrist. His fingers bent and popped out very quickly. The bookmark was held between the index finger and middle finger and shot out. The bookmark blocked all the escape routes of the bird and sent it nailed to a tree.

The little bird fluttered its wings twice, its dark pupils were ashen as death, and after a few wailings it could no longer move. Tsukishima Tokuro walked slowly to the tree, pulled out the bookmark suddenly, and the blue The light flickered, and the blood on it quickly disappeared. His voice was cold and unkind, "It's useless to struggle."

The little bird's body was like garbage abandoned by the owner, and it fell alone by the tree, until the figure of Tsukishima Tokuro disappeared, and the surroundings returned to calm.

The moment he disappeared, the shadowy figure that had been coveting for a long time jumped out, a wild cat with mottled fur went straight to the fallen bird, bit it, it arched its body, and looked around vigilantly , After finding that there was no change, he walked away quietly.

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"It's finally over, I'm exhausted." A tired voice sounded, and the bark of the banyan tree fell down and turned into a brown cloth.

Wearing a cloak, Urahara Kisuke carried the invisibility cloth, walked from the tree to the trap, glanced at the flames that sealed the trap, and murmured: "It turns out that this was the hint that Mengluo gave me through the messenger, it's a pity I have newly invented Yikewan, and I can only use it this time.”

After speaking, Kisuke Urahara seemed to have thought of something, and took out a round ear bug from behind his ear, and put it in the palm of his hand, "If I hadn't heard your intentions from Mr. Ishida, I'm afraid I would have fooled you Yumeluo." After Kisuke Urahara finished speaking, he looked in the direction where Yumeuro disappeared, his eyes seemed to penetrate all obstacles, and burned Yumeuro's body scorchingly.

Sensing Kisuke Urahara's gaze, Mengluo retreated slightly, using the building next to her to hide her figure.

It turned out that Mengluo didn't go far, but hid aside, until Kisuke Urahara appeared, she let go of her hanging heart, and said softly, "The next thing will be left to you."

Mengluo glanced at the direction where Yuedao Tokuro disappeared, "Yuedao, if you want to use Yulong to restrain me, I will instead use Yulong's existence to restrain you. To you, he is not a flaw. When you think everything is under control, that is the real start of my plan."

Meng Luo lightly raised his right hand, and a pitch-black hell butterfly flew towards him as if he had been summoned. The black wings had strange patterns, complex but beautiful.