dhibooks Chapter 116 The title should be subtle
Chapter 116 The title should be subtle
Runlin'an, the suburb of the transition between District [-] and District [-].
"Hey, hey, Soyousuke, if you lean on my shoulder again and I won't get up, I'll throw you into the gutter~~~" Wrapping one hand around his own vice-captain is not much thicker than himself Small waist, so as not to be too drunk to know human affairs, at least on the surface, the deputy captain who is so drunk that he does not know human affairs is flying down the [-]-degree cliff, and the fairy descends face first and goes to the embrace of Mother Earth. ——Originally, Hirako planned to simply drag her back to the team building of the fifth team by the collar of her own vice-captain, but considering the terrible consequences of being collectively denounced by the passionate female god of death, she still accepted the option of holding the princess I chose a more compromised posture.Half back, half hugging, half lying, half leaning, he was taller than himself, at least half a head taller than himself, and of course his weight was even more worthy of the extra bone. When the blood-like flowers on the other side finally reached the limit of endurance, I began to pick my picks.
There was a deep and pleasant laughter in the ears, Aizen's warm breath seemed to brush over the side of the neck and cheeks, and the warm and humid air flow invaded and teased the nerve endings densely covered under the extraordinarily delicate skin behind the ears: " Captain Pingzi, there is nothing here except Bianhua, you must at least reach the next settlement to honor your words."
"Such a sober answer, you really are not drunk. Soyousuke." Captain Hirako's glamorous Kansai accent suddenly sank, and the palm and five fingers around Aizen's waist inserted into the white belt of the dead bully, and began to exert force Pulling outward, "Since you're not drunk, hurry up and get off my shoulders! You're very heavy, Soyousuke!"——the Kansai accent, who was in high spirits again, urged impatiently to lie on top of him The vice-captain, bearing most of the weight of an adult man, suddenly raised his shoulders, trying to push away the heavy head, but unexpectedly felt a warm and soft touch on his unprepared neck, and his tongue brushed over the sensitive nerve endings The slightly rough texture is exceptionally clear.
"Aizen Soyousuke!" After being forced down, the hair stood on end, and he grabbed the human-shaped plaster on his shoulders, plucked it off, and threw it as far away as possible. Mako Hirako's high-pitched voice returned to the normal range of frivolous, oily, lively and dynamic in the next moment, "Now I give you two choices. Roll off your shoulders and go back to the team building of the fifth team; second, I will personally ask you to come down and send you to Captain Unohana for a few days."
The calm and gentle tone and posture are interpreted as the weakness that can be exploited. The insatiable and fearless future boss makes the still immature Aizen completely ignore the possibility of offending the blond man in his arms, blindly chasing and greedy. The desire to escape release.Pushing aside the man's soft sideburns, he gently put his mouth on the cool and flexible ears, and smiled slightly vaguely: "What if I choose neither? Captain Pingzi."
"Oh?" Pingzi's long and slender brows, which did not tremble even halfway through his ears, slowly raised at an abrupt angle, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth suddenly evoked a subtle arc that could not be described as a smile, "You can give it a try." , Soyousuke."
then……
murderous look!Overwhelming, pure and fierce murderous intent surged without warning, occupying Lan Ran's extraordinarily keen senses as the future villain BOSS in an instant, and if there is any substance, the skin on the cheeks that bear the brunt of it is within a few feet away.The invisible and qualitative sharp blade split the spiritual barrier without hindrance in an instant, and the instant confrontation of consciousness was already bloody and bloody.
The excellent instinct of being a warrior made Aizen's rationality not issue an order, but his instinct had already taken a step ahead.Leaping backwards, the cold and biting murderous aura is like a giant snake with its mouth open to devour people. The maggots follow like a shadow and chase the fleeing prey. The branches are broken and the flowers are broken, and the flowers and leaves are scattered. The blond man with feathers fluttered like a triumphant banner, his light gray pupils were like unknown gemstones quenched in the blazing flames ignited by blood, but they reflected a icy luster that even the hottest flames could not warm.
At this moment, Aizen suddenly remembered, thinking of Hirako Mako, his Captain Hirako is by no means the aristocratic god of death who was born in peace in Jinglingting. Before entering the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, he might not even have seen Zanpakuto look like a delicate one. grim Reaper.It's the real one, who came out of the hell on earth in the 78th district of Liuhun Street, fought with swords on the battlefield where death was still hanging by a thread decades ago, and from the mountain of corpses drifting in blood. Haiqianli Huangming trampled on the bones of his enemies and companions, wielding a cold and sharp long knife, and step by step put on a dark death tyrant outfit, and exchanged for the snow-white captain Haori with one knife at a time.Use your own blood and pain, and use the life and death of others to forge the indestructible soul and killing intent in front of you.Even though today's peaceful world of corpses and souls no longer needs this chilling, brutal and bloody, the blade in its sheath is still ignoring the passage of time, and the passing of time exudes a sharpness that makes people want to get involved fierce.
Shunbu, who was retreating hastily, came to a standstill, and the aggressive wind whizzed and lingered in the ear, and the following giant python suddenly raised its head, and the white fangs in its bright red mouth shone with the light of death under the moonlight.Lan Ran half-kneeled on one knee among the bright red flowers of the other shore, the road leading to the underworld winds from his knees to the cold eyes of the blond man. The tip of the forked tongue licked the slender and graceful fragile neck.
The subtle coolness brushed over the tight skin, and the light touch was more gentle and ambiguous than the flowing blond hair of a man.Blood oozed out and soaked the snow-white inner garment of the Death Fighter's suit, and the faint stinging pain woke up from the slight wound on the neck.The silver light made of metal is like the lightest and most graceful butterfly dragging a dazzling streamer in the air, like the most docile and tame pet in the world playing intimately with the slender fingertips of its owner.
The man finally opened his slender legs and walked towards Ai Ran, still hunched over in a leisurely posture, against the faint silver light in his eyes and the snow-colored fury behind him, it reminds people of big cats Strong and elegant figure.The beauty of a natural killer is not just the fluffy and soft fur, but the turbulent but restrained, unassuming but low-key powerful power contained in every bone, every muscle and every drop of blood.The beauty is polished perfectly, the dazzling diamond with 58 sides is indestructible, but it makes people want to put it in the flames, and see the crazy beauty that comes from the destruction at the moment of destruction.
"Souyousuke..." Hirako Mako bowed her head slightly, her blond hair slid down her shoulders like flowing water on her forward-leaning shoulders and neck, creating shallow but exciting ripples.The thin and sharp blade that can easily cut through the skin and cut the trachea gently kisses Shanglanran's soft jaw that lacks bone support, wanders ambiguously at the boundary between the neck bone and the skull, and slowly hides the light-colored pupils, "Really Reckless guy, are you so sure I won't kill you?"
"I'm not sure, it's just..." It's just that as long as you know that it's Captain Hirako, you will feel extremely safe even if you hang your life on the blade.There is no reason for this purely perceptual cognition, let alone the so-called reason. Aizen grabbed Hirako's naturally drooping other hand, and even the thick lenses couldn't hide the depth of the pupils at such a close distance. The scorching flame, so peaceful and quiet yet so insatiable.The man with the warm iridescence of light brown let out a deep, hoarse and seductive voice that was full of hints and sighed, "...I believe in you, Captain Hirako."
Pingzi straightened up suddenly, her long golden hair turned a gorgeous golden color because of this sudden movement, and the moment it swept across Aizen's cheeks, there was a cold pain.The slightly tilted head gesture is like a mocking dismissive look and the most cautious and vigilant analysis.After a long time, Hirako's thin lips and teeth rolled out a sneer that was also as sharp as a knife: "But I don't believe you, Yousuke."
The pain of bone impact suddenly came from the palm that had never been drawn back. Hirako's light gray eyes reflected the youthful and immature face of his vice-captain in the depths of his eyes, eliminating the mask-like hypocrisy and ruthlessness. With a gentle smile, another kind of anxiety and innocence replaced the original mask and came into being.
Another lie... Your lies are really endless, Soyousuke.Hirako lowered the corners of his eyes tiredly, not even in the mood to waste the excuses from Aizen's opening and closing lips.He just raised his arm abruptly, and handed Aizen the palm that was tightly clenched as if it was going to be embedded in the bone, and Kansai accent let out a calm and indifferent sigh, "The strong and possessive movements make you Those gentle and humble words are more like a lie, Soyousuke."
Silence thrived in the wasteland where there was nothing left after the lies were shattered. Lan Ran slowly let go of her fingers under the calm gaze of gray eyes, and the bloody fingerprints on her fair skin were quickly congested and swollen.There was an extremely indifferent and cold smile on Hirako's lips: "I'll give you one last chance, Soyousuke."
The snow-white feathers fell on the blood-red Bana flower bushes, Hirako grabbed Aizen's shoulders and pushed him down on the white feathers, the crushed Bana flower juice slowly permeated the white cloth from bottom to top, It depicts one piece after another of mottled and fragmented blood, which is shocking.Hirako inserted one knee between Aizen's legs, leaned forward and grabbed the loose skirt of the Shiba outfit.The light gray pupils are dangerously vacant, exuding a deadly aura that makes people sinking: "You know the consequences, Soyousuke, I will do everything I can to kill you."——Everything in this world is To kill you all.
Yes, I know the consequences, I have always known, my Captain Hirako.Aizen raised the corners of his mouth again to reveal a gentle smile, opened his arms to embrace the thin shoulders of the man in front of him and fell into the soft branches and flowers, picked up the head hidden between the clouds of hair and kissed the pair of tender But soft lips.
So let me hug you before I hug your blade.My... Captain Hirako.