dhibooks Chapter 103 Destruction
Chapter 103 Destruction
If Jinglingting is a huge kitchen full of cups, comedy and tableware in the world of souls, then when Pingzi saw clearly the man standing in the shadow of the towering Baidaomen, the man with fluttering clothes and flirtatious demeanor felt himself It's the out-of-place coffee table in this spacious, over-the-top kitchen.
"Welcome back, my little Makoto." The man in a moon-white kimono with wide sleeves lightly brushes his wine-red hair behind his ears, and his slender, upturned eyes follow the subtle curves of his lips into tenderness. The ambiguous smile, the soft and sweet voice, and every syllable of the vibrating vocal cords are telling...
"Are you dissatisfied with your desire recently?" Pingzi raised his right hand over his shoulder and made a stop gesture to the vice-captain who was not far behind him, stooped over and walked to the place with narrow, charming but ruthless purple-gold eyes Three steps before the body, lazily adjust the joints connecting the cervical spine to the skull to a viewing angle that can cause stiff neck without any suspense after long-term use.
The pupils of amethyst, who has wine-red hair that reaches to the armpit, are completely cold when they meet the light gray pupils, leaving only the affectionate warmth, and the focused eyes that stare at each other make people feel aroused. Create an unforgettable fantasy illusion that will never change in this life. ——It is said that this look has been on the top of the list of the most touching eyes in the "Journal of the Women's Association" for many years, and it has been the number one for many years.
"Of course." Hideaki Fukawa lowered his eyelashes slightly, suppressed all the bewitching sparkles in his eyes, and smiled suddenly, "After all, since I can't hear Makoto's Kansai accent, I don't even feel like an orgasm that much. It's delicious."
Fifteen steps away, the vice-captain Aizen, who kept a low profile and concealed his secrets, didn't need to rely on his strength not inferior to any captain's level to listen to Fu Chuan's wise, shameless, shameless, and shameless speech overflowing all over the place, showing a muscular With a stiff and expressionless face, the paralyzed face continued to retreat fifteen steps back calmly and knowingly. ——Should we feel that Hideaki Fukawa is the master of the Taishan Beidou generation who has mastered the use of mouth escape skills?When the upper lip touched the lower lip, not only the evil spirits retreated, even the future leader of the evil spirits, the Void Circle Master, could not withstand the supreme power of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder and retreated ==
In contrast, Mako Hirako, who was the subject of the mental attack, just raised her eyebrows indifferently, and grinned to reveal a row of shining whale teeth: "Well, this can only prove that you The prostate|gland has been stimulated too much, it is numb and dull, it has nothing to do with me." ——Last time, Pingzi could barely feel a vague Reiatsu through the wall, but this time, even if it was close at hand, Pingzi's keen and terrifying The senses also couldn't capture Hideaki Fukagawa's weakened Reiatsu.The only rule for the spirit body in the corpse and soul world is that although the sensitivity of perception and the length of the reflection arc are not necessarily proportional to the spirit pressure of the spirit body, once the spirit pressure is damaged, the spirit body will definitely decline and passivate.
With a slight pause in the Kansai accent, Hirako presented the most vicious and deadly attack on the fragile and fragile dignity of male creatures with a lower limit that is not inferior to Hideaki Fukagawa's lower limit: "I heard that it's easy not to do it if you suffer too much. "
As soon as the words fell, the deputy captain who was thirty steps away launched Shunbu, and a slender and tall figure flashed sixty steps away.
Fukawa Hideaki's purple-gold pupils swept across the black shadow behind Hirako that had shrunk to the size of a palm, and he laughed softly, his silky and sticky voice was like silky and flexible silk or sweet and sticky honey melting in the palm of his hand. Tang: "I believe Xiao Zhenzi, you will be my special medicine, and your vice-captain is also a good introduction to medicine."
Hirako's face revealed an unsurprisingly clear expression, and the deliberately lowered Kansai accent was deep and powerful with a solemn majesty that could not be violated by prying eyes: "Souyousuke is my vice-captain, you don't want to think about him."
"Ah, ah, even the captain has no right to interfere with the private life of the vice-captain, my little Makoto." Hideaki Fukawa's sweet voice suddenly sank, and he squinted at Aizen Ruo, who had shrunk to less than half of the palm of his hand. He smiled pointedly and said, "It's just making the bed and stacking the quilt. The level of washing and cooking is not qualified to express opinions on such matters."
The slender palm gently patted Hirako's thin and small shoulders, Hideaki Fukawa's voice was soft and sweet, full of indescribable charm, softly coaxing: "Yousuke Sosuke has a unique talent that can never be brought to the extreme by your side. You have excellent qualifications, and you seem to be very dissatisfied with this vice-captain. Instead of being in the fifth team and you hate him, you can give him to me. You can find a new love, and I can get the dream Material. A win-win situation is beneficial and harmless, I wonder what you think, Xiao Zhenzi?"
"I don't care," Hirako waved his hand, summoning the vice-captain who had shrunk down to a small black spot on his fingernail, "Souyousuke, come here!"
In stark contrast to the situation of losing ground when retreating, Vice Captain Aizan accepted Captain Hirako's contract and transformed into Monkey Shochu... Ah, no, he accepted Captain Hirako's call to serve as the Heroic Spirit Archer... Ah, that's not right either! It arrived at the speed of lightning, and I could just hear the second half of the Kansai accent spoken by my team leader to the man with red hair and purple eyes: "...it's not an object that can be changed hands without consciousness, he has his own will to make it himself. choose."
"Hey, Soyousuke." Hirako turned to face Fukawa Hideaki's serious face, rolled his dead fish eyes, grinned his back molars, and dragged out a casual ending in Kansai accent, "Do you want to follow?" I'll be a worthless vice-captain all my life, and I'll still be this beast that is always in heat in front of me, making the bed and serving tea and water to warm the bed, even if I don't keep my virginity, I'm sure I can make a fortune?"
The duo who had been outspoken continued to refresh the lower limit, and the level of shame fell below the lowest record in history, Lan Ran's vice-captain, with low eyebrows and smooth eyes, didn't even shake half of his eyebrows, and his deep and melodious voice pleased the hearing of all creatures present Nervous, the decisive answer without hesitation further pleases the demanding and sensitive neurons of the captain: "Thank you very much for your wrong love, but I still decided to follow Captain Pingzi."
"Have you thought about it clearly? Soyousuke." Lazily, Hirako tilted his head with his eyelids half closed, and reminded his vice-captain, who was just showing signs of his M attribute, with a flat voice that could not hear the emotions, "Follow I don't have any benefits, although that bastard is a real bastard, but what he can give you is not a bastard at all."
The blue-dyed light brown pupils with lowered eyes flickered behind the lens, and then turned to look at the blond captain beside him who was lazy and calm, exuding the indifference of "fuck me". The corners of his lips curled up to reveal a very unusual and atypical smile with facial paralysis, a real gentle smile: "I know, but I don't even want to leave you, Captain Hirako."
Hirako's light-colored eyes widened slightly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke in a Kansai accent: "I like your smile like this. Let's go, Soyousuke."
I was stunned for a moment by the captain's sudden and weird "confession" without any warning. Although I already knew the captain's straightforward and almost sharp character, but the positive evaluation received by Mako Hirako was unprecedented. For the first time, when Vice Captain Aizen came back to his senses, he suppressed the urge to raise his head to see if the sun was coming out from the north today. He took long legs to catch up with the golden man who obviously slowed down in order to wait for his vice captain. figure.
"Ah, I forgot to say that." Half of the golden mushroom head was exposed from the shoulder of her deputy captain. Mako Hirako grinned and said with a Kansai accent, "Souyousuke is my man." , You don’t want to hit him with a single hair! Hideaki Sukawa.”
Standing under the majestic Baidao Gate, Hideaki Fukawa watched the figure of the captain and deputy captain of the Fifth Division disappear into the depths of the well-organized long alley planned by Jinglingting, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "Yousuke Sou, please do your best. Senior, I can only help you here."
"Half an hour ago, Captain Yizhou led most of the members of the [-]th squad to pass by under your nose, and they went to dig graves in groups. It's a good thing you still have the leisure to take care of other people's emotional disputes." In summer, he was still dressed in a snow-white gown, determined to cover up his prickly heat comparable to Treasure Toad, and Ichiro Nakagawa pulled the extension of the hood, revealing a pair of cold and hard sapphires from the dark shadows.
"That grave doesn't belong to my family, so what does it matter to me even if there is no place to bury me?" The sticky, thick and feminine voice dragged out an elegant and beautiful vibrato, and the tip of the tongue stretched and curled deftly, and once again poured out a series of melodious syllable, "how is the kid you recruited?"
"It has fully recovered."
"Then quickly find something for him to do. I, Fu Chuan Yingming, don't support useless people."
"Last month, Feng Shilang was involved in the battle in Ruhun Street and died accidentally... The intelligence network of Ruhun Street cannot do without a contact person who betrayed the information...Young Master Yingming, what do you think..."
"Okay, let him go to Ruhun Street." Hideaki Fukawa impatiently waved his hand, and decided the fate of the person in Nakagawa Ichiro's mouth.
"I understand, but I'm just curious about one thing." Ichiro Nakagawa didn't wait for Hideaki Fukagawa's response, and continued on his own way, "You have always been tolerant of beauties, but you seem to dislike Zero Degree very much. It's because of his elder brother because of?"
"I'm not naive enough to get angry over such an innocuous matter, Ichiro." Hideaki Fukawa frowned slightly, and gently wiped the corner of his lips with an open thumb, "Although that face is indeed beautiful, I hate him It makes me feel very disgusted.”