Don't talk about love, just sell birds

Izumo found the man who was practicing sword in the snow in the front yard, and instead of going over, he just stood in the corridor and stared intently.

The awe-inspiring sword light splits the cold night, and the pure white snowflakes are lifted up lightly. Some of them float on the face and melt into the invisible. Izumo seems to see the blue ink that has melted on the blade. It was extremely beautiful, and this was the most beautiful sword he had ever seen.

The flowing movement stopped suddenly, Yiyong stopped his hand in time, the sharp blade barely stopped between the fingers of one hand, he looked at the owner of the hand coldly, "Don't you want this hand?"

Izumo opened his mouth fearlessly, "I'm already different from me at that time, and now my steel skin is hardened. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try?"

Of course Yoshiyuki couldn't chop. He drew a sword flower in the air and put the knife back into its sheath. He looked over Izumo's head at the pillar behind him, and didn't look directly at him. "What are you doing out here?"

"Looking for you, what are you doing lying in bed alone, I don't need sleep at all."

Izumo spoke in a relaxed tone, but each word was like an awl piercing the courageous nerves. Looking at the deep darkness of the void in the distance, his face was slightly gloomy, "I'm not as good as you think."

"Is it because of Sato and Mako?"

The straightforward words made Yi Yong lose his mind for a moment, "You know?"

Izumo is not really curious about Yoshiyuki's past, nor does he have the desire to inquire about it. Just from the fluctuation of Reiatsu when he and Sabito met, it is easy to guess that they have a story.

They are dead, Yiyong is still alive, and I know that it will not be a happy past.

"When I was 13 years old, I participated in the final selection of the Demon Killing Team with Sabito, but I was seriously injured by the ghost at the beginning, and Satu saved me. I lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss and woke up. At that time, the final selection was over, and Saitu also died in the selection. I failed the trial, so I was not worthy of being called a water column. These achievements were won by Satu, and I did nothing. At that time, you can let me See you again, Sabito, thank you very much."

After meeting with Sato and being released, Giyong's guilt was released, and he made up his mind to live with Sato, but the reality of the past is irreversible, Sato's death cannot be changed, and he will never forget that he was at that time If you are weak, you must become stronger with this awareness.

Izumo didn't know what was the cause of the sadness in his voice, and he couldn't understand the emotion he wanted to convey in his words. Could it be that he felt lonely and sad because he couldn't see Saito?

Feeling the need to say something to comfort him, Izumo thumped his chest, but Yoshiyuki took a step back because he didn't grasp the strength well.

Izumo didn't notice the movement of his feet, and said to himself, "I know there's a thing called yiku in the soul world, you can ask them next time I meet them, if you wear yiku, Satu will be like The living are no different."

"..." This sentence contains too much information, Yiyong can't digest it all at once, and there are several incomprehensible words, and what does it mean to be the same as a living person?Is Yihu something that can bring people back from the dead?

Overriding reincarnation, controlling life and death, this is the domain of gods.

Izumo didn't give him time to react, he put the shrimp aside, took off the mask that was pulled down to the top of his head and covered it, Yoshiyuki remembered that he didn't see him hugging when he climbed into bed in the room just now.

The scene just now emerged uncontrollably in his mind, the young man slightly parted his lips, and let out a dizzying voice, [Yiyong, you look delicious, can I lick it? 】

"Cough cough."

Yi Yong closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Hearing the movement behind him, Izumo thought he was wondering why he put aside the things that he had been holding all the time, so he explained, "Is this? It's okay, just use the mask for a while, as long as you don't leave me for too long. Okay, actually I just wanted to hug you just now, I didn’t expect you to look so delicious. Ah, of course I won’t eat you, I really just want to lick you, don’t be afraid, I’m not driven by instinct, I'm very sober. Besides, kissing between lovers is a way of expressing affection, you have to get used to it."

"...You don't need to explain."

An explanation looks worse anyway.

Izumo is indeed not good at saying these sweet words. After placing the shrimp and meat, he asked expectantly, "Yiyu, can you teach me? Your water breathing is so beautiful."

The inheritance of breathing method is very strict. You can't teach others at will because of your personal preference. Even if this person is now your younger brother, the master must speak for himself, so Yiyong silently refused.

Izumo was only depressed for a while, and quickly stood aside with Giyuu, "Then I will teach you the liberation of Zanpakuto."

"..." He doesn't have Zanpakuto, okay?

But Izumo became interested, "That's right, you don't have Zanpakuto, but don't you humans have a saying that 'human sword unites' and 'inject soul'? Anyway, they are all knives, and they should be similar. First of all, you must know the knives name."

The sun wheel knife is the sun wheel knife, is there another name?

Izumo understood Giyuu's doubts, and asked Oboro to bring his own Zanpakutō and stuffed it into Giyuu's hands for him to observe carefully, "Every person's Zanpakutō is unique, and its shape and ability are determined by the owner himself. It is built on the prototype of the soul of Zanpakutō, and the power is obtained by giving Zanpakutō its name and having a spiritual dialogue with it.

So... the Sun Wheel Sword is really not Zanpakuto.

The corners of Yiyong's eyes opened with helplessness that he didn't even notice.

After a whole night of tossing, Izumo finally came to his senses. He recognized the despicable and cruel reality that Hirinto is not equal to Zanpakuto. He was afraid that Giyuu would be discouraged by failure, so he encouraged him earnestly, "It's okay, even if you don't know how to liberate Zanpakuto I will not dislike you, no matter who the enemy is, I will protect you."

"You guys got up really early. I'll boil the water. You can wash your face and come over for dinner."

Tanjirou’s voice in the corridor saved Giyuu. Izumo walked over to pick up the shrimp and put on the mask again. I belatedly realized that Giyuu is a human being who needs enough sleep to survive. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the sudden delay. He sleeps. Humans are a race that will die if they don't drink water for three days.

Different from myself.

Izumo raised his hand, truly understanding this sentence for the first time.

After that, the two stayed for another three days, but they still couldn't find half a ghost. After thinking bravely for a long time, they finally figured out the key to the problem.

He didn't know what Reiatsu Izumo was talking about, but it should be similar to a lion marking the territory. The whole mountain was included in Izumo's protection range. Naturally, there would be no ghosts approaching. Since none of them approached, what are you talking about? Kill ghosts.

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