[Death] Empty Cicada

Evening burning け small burning けで, 日が暮れて.

(The evening glow is fading and the sun is setting.)

山のお寺の, 钟がなゐ.

(In the temple on the mountain, the evening bell is ringing.)

おててつないで,

(hand in hand,)

みなかえろう!

(Everyone go back!)

からすと一得に.

(With Wuque.)

In the evening, a torrential rain beat on the edge of the corridor. Vendors on both sides of the street hurriedly put tarpaulins on the goods and hid under the roof corridors to avoid the rain. Playful children are still playing outside under the rain in early autumn.

A short-haired girl is holding an iron rod, constantly guiding the iron hoop on the ground, singing a song her mother taught her, while paying attention to the puddles on the ground to avoid tripping.

The iron ring slowly rolled past one shop after another, and gradually moved away from the block where the home was located, but she still didn't notice it. Suddenly, the iron ring trembled a few times, staggered, and was about to fall to the ground. He held the iron ring and handed it back to the girl.

Those were a pair of warm and stable hands. The girl raised her head and saw the man. Her short chestnut hair covered her forehead, her brown eyes revealed a kind of tenderness, her warm lower lip, and her straight nose bridge. The man raised the corners of his mouth, looking cute. short hair young girl.

"What's your name?"

"I... My name is Chunli." The girl suddenly saw a strange man and wanted to take a few steps back, but she felt very safe. She stopped and raised her thin and fair neck.

"And you, what's your name?"

"My name is Sousuke Aizen."

"Are you... the god of death? Ah, please forgive my rudeness!" The girl realized that the man was wearing a black god of death outfit, with round eyes, black and white pupils full of panic and bewilderment.

Blue Ran's palm caressed the girl's hair, "What's wrong? I don't think you're being rude."

He is wearing a large white haori, the length of which is about the same as that of the Shiba suit. On the back of the haori, there is a capital "five" embroidered on it. Since he became the captain of the fifth team ten years ago, this haori has been inseparable from him. Yes, because of the captain's wisdom and hard work, the fifth team's status among the gods of death is also thriving.

"Chunli, it's going to be night if you don't go home, why don't I take you home." Lan Ran's deep and warm voice made the girl startled slightly, and the girl looked at the tall man with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Thank you……"

Aizen took the girl's hand and asked which street she lived in.

"Nine Bridge Street, ah, mother must be in a hurry to go back so late." The girl couldn't help worrying when she thought that her mother would have to go out to look for her again.

"This area is not very safe at night, especially for a little girl like Chunli."

"Mom always said that, there will be monsters with bells wandering around at night!" Once she talked too much, the girl was not so restrained, and looked up at Ai Ran with her lively eyes.

……

"Thank you so much, my lord, Chunli? Come here quickly, Chunli." The young woman was delighted to see the girl returned safely, but then she became a little annoyed. Children of discipline.

The woman held Chunli by the hand, bent down respectfully, and bowed to the god of death.

"It's nothing, such a cute child, no one can bear to see her alone at night." Lan Ran laughed, and the smile was completely peaceful.

"If it wasn't for you, I don't know how to find this child. Please accept it. This is my heart."

"This...no need, I'm going back to Jinglingting soon, and I happened to see Chunli on the way, so there's no need to send it off anymore." Lan Ran watched helplessly as the woman delivered it to the door respectfully.

"Master Soyousuke, goodbye." Chunli leaned against the woman, who was young and didn't know what proper etiquette was.

"Goodbye, Xiaochunli."

Soyousuke folded his hands in his sleeves and looked at the girl gently. The weather in early autumn had become a bit cold, but he couldn't lower the temperature of Aizen's hands. He looked up at Wei Yu and put his glasses into his sleeves.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky was completely dark, only the faint door lights on Liuhun Street were guiding the direction to Jinglingting.

Entering the Jingling Court, walking in the bright corridor of the squadron, replying to the greetings of the god of death one by one, and walking steadily to the captain's room of the fourth squadron, Yin has been waiting in the captain's room for a long time.

"Captain Aizen, in fact, you don't have to go see it yourself."

Gin still spoke in a lazy tone, with silver hair covering his eyes, wiping the Zanpakutō that had just been stained with blood.

"His strength has always been the focus of our research."

"You clearly know that I'm not referring to this." Yin smiled at Lan Ran, as usual, he did not give up his temptation to Lan Ran, but Lan Ran unexpectedly condoned this kind of presumptuousness.

Silver has always enjoyed it.

"Other than that, what else is Yin referring to?" Blue Ran raised the corner of his mouth calmly.

"Ah la la, I didn't say anything. By the way, Jing Qi has been there for so many years, and sooner or later it will be affected by our plan. Do we need to do something?"

"No need." Lan Ran raised her eyebrows, and succinctly said the answer Yin expected.

Ichimaru Gin raised his chin, thinking that during the ten years that the young man stayed in the virtual circle, he always felt that something was missing.

Aizen sat in front of the low table, picked up a silk cloth to wipe off the damp glasses, put them on again, and the gentle and elegant Captain Aizen appeared in front of the crowd again, on the table were the flower arrangements and oil lamps presented by the captain of the fourth division just now Flickering, with a few cool breezes blowing into the room.

"a……"

Jing Qi clutched Kyousuke's chest, but still couldn't stop the blood. He also had several new wounds on his body. Alonso was temporarily locked in place by him with the seventy-level binding method, but he has not used the clean sand again. Reiatsu is gone.

Eita was attacked and killed by another Achukas, who later died with Yota.

"Scene...seven."

Life and heat are gradually being lost, Jing Qi has no choice but to use crude pressure therapy to hope that Kyousuke can recover slowly, Alonso is watching from behind, but Kyousuke's injury cannot be delayed.

"Don't waste it." Jing Jie put his cold hand on Jing Qi's arm, his eyes flickered, but he was calm after all.

"What a waste, what are you talking about." Jing Qi frowned, and interrupted him impatiently.

"Listen, after finishing that Yachukas, I'll take you and Qicheng back to the base, you just hang on, you know?"

Jing Jie wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There is Zanpakuto of the special healing department in the base, as long as they go back, the two of them will definitely get better...

"scene……"

Jing Qi turned sideways fiercely, but Alonso's speed was faster, and the sharp bone blade penetrated Jing Qi's right rib, spraying a lot of blood on the ground.

Jing Qi turned his head back with difficulty, he didn't expect that the [-]th-level Taoist binding still couldn't restrain the injured Yachukas!

"Reaper... Your back to the enemy in battle, is this your first time on the battlefield?" Alonso's cold and mocking tone made Jing Qi angry.He clenched his teeth and held the bone blade tightly with his arm. His palm was cut, and the bone could be seen deeply.

The blood left in a meander, hurting Kyosuke's eyes.

"Broken Dao... 86—Blood Burial!" Jing Qi used the last strength in his body to forcibly activate the ghost way at the cost of a large amount of his own blood, and countless blood flowed out of Jing Qi's body and entangled Aaron backwards It was as if countless chains were twisting around him, and his body made a constant "creaking" sound.

Alonso's spiritual pressure continued to soar, but the ghost of the god of death did not meet head-on like two stones.

Gradually, his body began to twist, and cracks began to appear in the bone shell.

"Reaper! Reaper! Go to hell!" Alonso kept deepening the bone blade until a blood hole appeared on Jing Qi's chest.

With a bang, Alonso was crushed into pieces, Jingqi lost his support point, and the severe pain made him fall down in front of Kyousuke.

Maybe even Alonso didn't think that the place he stabbed into was where the knot of death was, and Jing Qi's knot slowly began to break.

"Kyosuke...no..."

Jing Qi held up his body with difficulty, "We..."

He pulled Kyousuke up, squatted down and carried Kyousuke on his back, and walked towards the direction he came with heavy steps.

"a?"

"Jing Qi... our coordinate device has been... destroyed."

"I have... a... ring around my neck."

"Please..."

"Kyosuke? Kyousuke!"

A huge sandstorm suddenly blew up in the virtual circle, Jing Qi quickly put Jing Jie on the ground, and he also fell on the ground to cover the all-pervasive sand and dust, the strong wind was like a broken bellows, pouring into Jing Qi's ears.

Kyosuke gradually stopped breathing, and Jingqi looked at his companion who was getting colder, and completely lost his way in the virtual circle.

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