DC New Krypton.

Chapter 431 Please Please Me!

Team Four.

Single treatment room.

The breeze from the window gently caressed into the treatment room.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni lay evenly on the hospital bed, his aging face was calm.

The captain of the [-]th squad, Unokanaretsu, was sitting on a chair with his hands on his thighs, completely unaware of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's symptoms, and was caught off guard.

There is nothing wrong with Yamamoto Motonyasa Shigekuni's body. According to ordinary people, he should be healthy and awake, but he doesn't know what Yamamoto Motonyasa Shigekuni has faced. He is still in a coma and has not woken up.

The light of the morning sun shot into the treatment room from a distance, and shone on the aging face of Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni.

Uzhi Huaretsu's sitting body froze.

Bathed in the light of the morning sun, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni opened his eyes suddenly, and the piercing light came out. He straightened his upper body from the hospital bed, and said in a deep voice with lowered eyelids:

"He is back."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni's voice was very heavy.

Until Yuhabach captured the swastika, was defeated by Yuhabach, and was cut in half, he did not think that Yuhabach was a formidable enemy.

You Habach and Hall.

He didn't even want the real Har to come back.

"Captain!" Uzhihuali stood up with stunned eyes, shocking eyes appeared from her pupils.

'Mysterious Void' seems to be the black ant, and the black ant is Har.

He finally understood that a hundred years ago, Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni ordered her to find a stronger combat power and the intention of getting Saragi Kenpachi back.

Everything is to face Har's return.

Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni touched his waist with both hands, the intact waist without any scars made him look calm and ugly.

"Komamura...he..."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni's voice was a little hoarse.

When he was on the verge of death, the voice at the last moment came to his ears, and it was engraved in the picture that Komamura cut off his own head, dedicated his head to Har, and begged: "I beg you, Mr. Black Ant, save me. Get down to Commander Yamamoto! I am willing to exchange my swastika and my life for the life of Commander Yamamoto!"

The scene of fearless death, cutting off one's own head, and saving one's own voice with one's life, was firmly engraved in Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's mind.

"Komamura, the captain of the Seventh Division, has died in battle." Unohana Retsu said in a low voice.

When she arrived at the scene, Komamura Zuojin's body had already been put together by Haier, and there was a whole body left, but there was indeed no sign of spiritual pressure, and Komamura Zuojin's death could already be confirmed.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni felt sad, and with a solemn face, he stretched out his hand to hold the Zanpakuto beside him, put his feet on the ground, and stood up.

"Captain, your body..."

Seeing the behavior of Yamamoto Genryasai Shigeguni, Uzhi Hanauri didn't know what Yamamoto Yuanryasai Shigekuni wanted to do.

Even if it doesn't make any sense, and it might just add an extra corpse, they will go.

Just like Jingle Chunshui and others are moving towards the position of the first team.

"It doesn't matter, his Dao recovery technique not only repairs the wounds of the body, but also completely restores the spiritual power that I have consumed. Haier...it's really scary." Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni held the sword , walking towards the door, a voice came from behind and asked:
"How is Saraki's strength restored?"

As early as a hundred years ago, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Sai Shigekuni ordered Unohana Retsu to find Saraki Kenpachi, and wanted to restore Saraki Kenpachi's power to deal with this moment.

But Unohanaretsu closed his eyes gently and shook his head.

If he had known that the restoration of Saragi Kenpachi's strength was due to this moment, then even if Unohana Retsu was dead, he would really restore Saragi Kenpachi's strength.

But now, it was too late, there was no more time for Saraki Kenpachi to recover his strength.

"Really, it's okay..."

Holding the sword, Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni walked out of the treatment room facing the morning sun and headed towards the position of the first team.

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In the sky above the Lingling Court, in the black cavity.

The light of the morning sun shines on Gin Ichimaru standing in the dark cavity, illuminating his slightly stagnant face and momentarily stagnant body.

He slightly exchanged glances with Dong Xianyao who was next to him. Obviously, Dong Xianyao's stagnant figure also recovered his previous memory.

A hundred years ago, Tōsenkō also experienced the battle where Harrer swept Seireitei.

It's just that without participating, just watching is enough to make people feel powerless and hopeless, and thus the fear of not daring to face him is born from the bottom of my heart.

"So this is the enemy Aizen-sama is going to face." At this moment, Dongxian finally understands the urgency Aizen has been facing for the past three years, and has been seeking cooperation and preparing to face the enemy.

Is it really useful to face an enemy like Haier?

Dongxian wanted to be shaken in his heart and had deep doubts.

Ichimaru Gin's squinted eyes and the smile on the corners of his mouth seemed to be a little brighter.

Everything about myself and Har, Matsumoto Rangiku, and everything about Har are back.

He finally found the lost past, and he also found the reason why he followed Lan Ran. All of this was just a little bit of behavior he made because he wanted to repay Haier because he was caught in the mirror.

Lurking beside Aizen, just to find a way to crack Flowers in the Mirror, Water Moon in the Mirror, and for Haier to crack Flowers in the Mirror, Water Moon.

Ichimaru Gin shook his head with a heartbroken smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a bright smile.

Haier... why did you ever need to crack the mirror.

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Noble Street.

The residence of the Tsunayashiro family.

Tsunayashiro Tokinada gently stroked the unsealed Enra Kagen in his hand. In the end, he followed Aizen's warning and unsealed the Zanpakuto Enra Kagen of the Tsunayashiro family that had been sealed all this time, and held it in his hand .

The ability of Yan Luo Jing Dian is to imitate any Zanpakutō that has been seen, and can be used in a superimposed manner at the same time.

Because the Tsunayashiro family has been in charge of the imaging hall in Room 46, he can imitate almost all known Zanpakuto abilities.

It's just that the price paid is to reduce the user's own soul, that is, to reduce the lifespan.The more you use it, the more you will consume the soul, and the lost soul will not be recovered again.

This is why the Tsunayashiro family sealed this knife.

"Now, let me see who else can survive under this Enra Gage Code." Tsunayashiro Tokinada caressed the Enra Gage Code, and the smile that curled up on the corner of his mouth became even more ferocious and torn.

All of this seemed to be very interesting, and Tsunayashiro Tokinada had already begun to feel happy.

The morning sun shines through the door.

Tsunayashiro Tokinada, who was grinning grinningly at first, froze when he felt amused, his pupils faintly showed the fear of wanting to run away, and the Yan Luo Jingdian in his hand trembled involuntarily.

His pleasure... no more.

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A team position.

Hei Ant's eyes were clear, and he looked down at Ishida Uryu, who was dripping with sweat, lying on all fours, panting non-stop.

Ishida Uryu, who was developed by himself according to the so-called holy writing method of the Quincy Master, should have the ability of the so-called holy writing.

Black Ant planned to wait for Ishida Ulong's recovery, but he didn't realize that the night had already passed.

The light of the morning sun shines from a distance.

Everything flowed through his mind like water.

Haier smiled, raised his head and looked directly at the morning sun, and saw several death captains walking forward, he fell backwards, and a dark ball appeared behind him, turning into a steel seat that fit perfectly. lift him up.

Haier put his hands on the steel seat armrests, his back against the back, his neck slightly slanted and the corners of his mouth curled up, watching the gods of death coming, looking down at the world:
"Please me!"

(End of this chapter)