Grim Reaper: Studying Medicine Can't Save the World of Souls

A head with distorted shapes was gradually released, and what I saw were the bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, interlaced ferocious sharp teeth, and the pale and desperate mask...

But I was so terrified that I couldn't even hold on to the shallow blows that were randomly thrown in front of my eyes. I could only watch helplessly as the protection killed the ghostly sisters one after another in front of me, and was finally torn into pieces bit by bit. Food! !

"Ah!! Ah!!!"

Mocheng Shuangya's delicate face gradually became a little distorted, bloodshots appeared one after another clearly in the eye sockets, the whole person seemed to be gasping for breath, and let out screams full of despair and regret.

"Rain and Dew Zheliade!!"

"Take the emotion... away, no! Take away all the excess emotion..."

"It's so painful, I... sister... I'm sorry..."

When Qian Shoucheng met for the first time, Mocheng Shuangya, who seemed to have no emotional fluctuations at all, at this moment seemed to be a child who was at a loss, desperate and regretful, making incoherent voices.

And in Mocheng Shuangye's identity, as Mocheng Shuangye's Zanpakudao, the image of Yulu Zheliu slowly emerged beside Mocheng Shuangye, although the eyes covered by the black belt could not be seen. No emotional color, but there are two lines of tears flowing down slowly.

"I'm sorry, Shuangya, but it's pointless to blindly escape..."

Yulu Zheliu murmured, then looked up at Qianju Cheng and said. "Cheng-kun, Shuangye... I leave Shuangye to you."

Qian Shoucheng didn't speak, just nodded to Yulu Zheliu...

In the past, Yulu Zheliu showed up in front of Qianshoucheng on his own initiative at the beginning, and provided assistance to Qianshoucheng intentionally or unintentionally. Naturally, it was not because of the charm of Qianshoucheng that even Zanpakuto could not resist.

Everything about Zanpakuto was born based on the god of death...

Everything Yulu Zheliu did was always for Mocheng Shuangye, hoping that Qian Shoucheng might one day be able to prevent Mocheng Shuangye from slipping into the distortion of regret and despair.

For Soya Mojo, his strength may have been awakened from that day in the arena, but his heart has died since that day...

Even Mo Chengshuang, in order to maintain the spirit and not be overwhelmed by the huge negative emotions, has always automatically split all the redundant emotions and let Yulu Zheliu bear them, so as to maintain a certain sense of absolute rationality.

However, even the desire pursued by absolute rationality itself is distorted, so what is the difference between it and a rational lunatic?

And in this endless hell, Mocheng Shuangye's roar and wail became more and more fierce...

Perhaps, Mocheng Shuangye's spiritual body did not have any injuries, but his mind was undoubtedly enduring maximum whipping and torture.

Especially in the past hundreds of years, Mocheng Shuangye has let Yulu Zheliu bear the impact of negative emotions for herself, which also makes Mocheng Shuangye's mind fragile in a sense.

However, Qian Shoucheng didn't do anything, just stood silently in front of Mocheng Shuangye, and said softly and slowly.

"Shuangye, there is no point in escaping..."

"Escape from the past, escape from reality, escape from yourself..."

"Even the desire to erase all the hollows is not a kind of escape. You think that only in this way can you alleviate some of the burden and regret for your past weakness and weakness. Do you think that this can make up for your sister a little bit?"

Those gentle voices reached Mocheng Shuangye's ears, undoubtedly like a hammer hitting Mocheng Shuangye's fragile heart.

"Stop it! Stop it!!! Makoto Senshou!"

Amidst the voices of Mocheng Shuangye full of anger and resistance, a helpless cub was roaring helplessly, and some of the spirits beside Mocheng Shuangye instantly formed sharp knives He stabbed towards Qianshoucheng.

Chapter 417 Incurable Disease

Although the seal on Moucheng Shuangya's body greatly weakened Zanpakuto's ability, even though Mocheng Shuangya was combined with the entire Jinglingting Lingzi, he could only maintain the level of monitoring and listening. There is no way to escape the endless hell.

However, this does not mean that Mo Chengshuang also has no fighting ability in the Infernal Hell...

At that moment, a large number of sharp blades formed beside Mocheng Shuangye fell towards Makoto Senshou crazily, almost like rain.

only……

"Shuangye, have you forgotten? There is absolute restraint in the true sense between my ability and yours."

Senshou Makoto said with a sigh, letting those sharp blades fall on him, but almost as soon as those sharp blades were about to touch Senshou Makoto, they quickly dispersed into spirits again.

If it is the blade itself of Zanpakuto Yuluzheliu, for such a spiritual thing that itself has the concept of "name", Makoto Senshou naturally cannot control and disassemble it instantly.

However, the essence of the "spiritual illusion" is undoubtedly a way to control the spiritual son by merging with the spiritual son. Sincere opponent.

The rain-like sharp blade might easily pierce Yachukas, but to Makoto Senshou, it was no different from the breeze blowing on his face, and he was still watching Mocheng Shuangya with gentle and calm eyes.

And Mojo Shuangya, who was on the verge of hysteria, stared at Makoto Senshou with red eyes, and said in a tone that was both angry and pleading that he didn't want to face it.

"Senju Makoto, so the purpose of your coming here is to ridicule me? Let's go! Get out of here!"

Hearing this, Makoto couldn't help but sigh again...

what a good boyHow high quality?

At this point, I can't resist not shouting "Get out", but express my resistance with a "Go".

However, Qian Shoucheng will never give up because of the opponent's resistance, but will only become more excited and focused!

The next moment, Qian Shoucheng stepped out, put his hands on Mocheng Shuangye's shoulders, stared into Mocheng Shuangye's eyes, and said.

"Shuangye, I won't leave. You haven't been able to break free from the arena in the past, but I will definitely take you out of this endless hell today..."

After a pause, Qian Shoucheng met Mo Cheng's eyes that seemed to have been dull for a moment, and said slowly.

"Leave this endless hell in a new way!"

"you you……"

Mo Chengshuang, who seemed to be stunned, also looked into Qian Shoucheng's eyes, his mouth trembled for a few breaths, and then he spoke.

"Leave?! I'm just a cowardly and incompetent guy. What's the use of leaving here?! Hahahaha, that's right, I can't even protect my sister, and I can't even completely destroy the ghost who killed my sister. Where can I go?"

Qian Shoucheng shouted suddenly and asked. "Shuangye, are you still deceiving yourself and others? Is it really Xu who killed your sister?"

Mo Chengshuang, who had a pale and delicate face, stared at Makoto Qianshou and asked. "What... what do you mean?"

The next moment, a Zanpakutao Senluo Wanxiang that was almost indistinguishable from the real thing condensed from the gathering of spirits in Qianshoucheng's hand, and then lay across Mocheng Shuangya's neck, and asked.

"Shuangya, if I cut off your head with the Zanpakuto, did the Zanpakuto kill you, or did I kill you with the Zanpakuto?"

As soon as these words came out, Mocheng Shuangye's eyes opened, and he completely fell into a state of sluggishness...

Perhaps, this conclusion is quite simple, but for Soya Mojo, who has been avoiding for hundreds of years and dare not face the reality in his memory, it is no less than the thunder in his mind.

"Sister was killed by Xu? No, it was the nobles who released those Xu..."

Mole Chengshuang also murmured, and even became a little incoherent. "No, it's me... I'm the one who dragged my sister down, damn it... the real damn thing is the soul world... the world... ah, the whole world is wrong..."

Seeing that Mo Chengshuang was about to fall into a bewilderment, and the horns were getting deeper and deeper, Qian Shoucheng quickly said in a warm voice.

"Shuangye, you are right, it is not your fault, just like I tried to help you, your sister also tried her best to protect the cherished you in the past, and the cherished you has no fault..."

"Then... who is at fault?" Mo Chengshuang also stared blankly at Qian Shoucheng and asked, as if grasping the last straw in his mind.

"What's wrong is... the order!"

Sensei said softly and firmly.

"The world gave birth to us, and there is nothing wrong with the world, but the distorted and unfair order established for this world is wrong, and the existence of this order is also wrong."

Seeing Mocheng Shuangye's sluggish eyes seem to gradually shine, Senshou Makoto continued to speak.

"Does the world of corpses and souls really need nobles? Is it the safety of all souls, the safety of the Jingling Court, or the rule of the nobles that the gods of death are protecting?"

"Shuangye, I have treated countless souls. In the end, I found that there is only one disease, and it is a disease that cannot be cured through Taoism and medical skills. Do you know what disease it is?"

"What disease?" Mocheng Shuangya asked subconsciously.

Qian Shoucheng said slowly. "That is: unfair!"

"Some people entered the Jingling Court after going through layers of screening and countless fights and trials; but some people have been in the Jingling Court since they were born..."

"And in order to obtain the noble status that can permanently live in the Jingling Court, countless death gods have spent their entire lives holding the 'Guardian' to fight against Xu, so as to avoid being deprived of their spiritual power and expelled from Jingling Court after being unable to continue to undertake the duties of the Death God."

"There are nobles who have lost their value all the time and are on the verge of being deprived of their identity, fearful and struggling..."

"Shuangye, doesn't Jingling Court look like an unfair cage? Countless souls, countless gods of death, and countless lower-level nobles are used as tools to frantically struggle in the cage. Outside the cage, there are more people who are not even tools. soul..."

"At best, those souls can only be regarded as the bricks and stones that maintain the stability of the soul world, and they can be placed neatly. What does it matter if they live or die? But how many pairs of siblings are there among them who will never be able to get together?"

These words kept echoing wildly in Mocheng Shuangye's heart.

As an existence integrated with the entire Jingling Court in a certain sense, almost everything that happened in Jingling Court can't be hidden from Mocheng Shuangye.

It's just that Mocheng Shuangye's vision has been besieged by Jinglingting in the past, and he doesn't think there is any problem with everything that is running in an orderly manner.

Until now, Mocheng Shuangye's mind is filled with the actions of the nobles one by one...

Chapter 418 The blueprint for the future

It is precisely because Mo Chengshuang also knows everything about the nobles and what happened in Jingling Court that he realizes that he cannot refute Qian Shoucheng at all...

Even Mocheng Shuangya himself once proposed a plan to transform a large number of residents of Liuhun Street into "anti-virtual weapons", so as to completely wipe out all virtuals.

At that moment, under the impetus of hatred, and under the inertial thinking of being a nobleman, Mo Chengshuang also never considered the thoughts of those residents of Liuhun Street...

That kind of plan, which is essentially unfair, exploitative, and oppressive, does not regard the lives of residents of Ruhun Street as equal lives at all. How is it different from the nobles who used to be in the auditorium of the arena?

What is the difference between myself... and Xu who killed her sister? ? ?

fear!

In an instant, Mo Chengshuang also lifted his spirits, and felt a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart! ! !

What are you doing?

Mole Chengshuang also looked down at his hands subconsciously, feeling strange for no reason.

"I... what did I do? What is the difference between me and those nobles?"

"Shuang also..."

At this moment, Mocheng Shuangye's palm was suddenly held by Qian Shoucheng, and the warmth that was conveyed made Mocheng Shuangye's fearful and hesitant heart inexplicably stabilized a little.

"You are not those dregs, and you will never become those dregs who only know how to impart injustice to others. You just haven't seen yourself clearly, and you haven't found the real desire to fight for it all your life."

"Wish?" Mo Chengshuang also murmured.

"That's right..."

Chizuru said softly. "Follow your heart at the moment, is your wish to wipe out all the void? Or..."

Before Qian Shoucheng finished speaking, Mo Chengshuang also interrupted with his originally somewhat sloppy eyes.

"No, Xu? What's really wrong is that the system of the soul world that oppresses and exploits all souls, and those who really make the rules behind the scenes of the soul world, not just the four ancient nobles, but more importantly... ..."

When he said this, Mocheng Shuangye raised his head and looked straight at the top of Infernal Hell.

Seeing this, Qian Shoucheng raised his mouth slightly, realizing that Mocheng Shuangye was not looking at the Jingling Court above the Infernal Hell, but at the higher... Lingwang Palace!

As a special existence that is integrated into the entire Jingling Court, except for some things that have completely erased traces in the Jingling Court, otherwise it is almost impossible to hide the truth from Mocheng Shuangye.

The existence of the Lingwang Palace, the existence of the Zero Team, Mo Chengshuang probably knows better than Makoto Senshou.

And this is also one of the main purposes of Qian Shoucheng's trip to the Infernal Hell to meet Mocheng Shuangye.

Qian Shoucheng didn't want to have to completely destroy the entire Jingling Court when he really started the decisive battle with the Bingzhubu Yibingwei.

In a sense, in Qian Shoucheng's heart, he tends to regard the world of corpses and souls as his homeland.

Therefore, Makoto Senshou had to consider how to eliminate the part of Jingling Court that was loyal to the Lingwang Palace, or in other words, the part that obeyed the orders of the soldiers and guards, so as to try to secretly control Jingling Court.

What's more, from the beginning, Senju Makoto was dissatisfied with the Seireitei and even the entire Soul Society system...

Now, with the necessary cleansing, it is undoubtedly an opportunity to save the entire soul world from decay and stagnation.

And this kind of thing, there is no doubt that it is impossible for Qian Shoucheng alone to complete it, and Mo Chengshuang has become one of the most ideal helpers in Qian Shoucheng's mind.

Thinking of this, Qian Shoucheng said with a hint of ridicule.

"Shuangye, from this point of view, the fulfillment of the agreement needs to be slightly changed."

Mojo Shuangya raised her slender eyebrows slightly and said. "Chengjun, the agreement... maybe it's enough to end here, and I can take care of the next road..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qian Shoucheng interrupted Mocheng Shuangye, very clear about Mocheng Shuangye's inner thoughts at the moment.

In Mocheng Shuangye's view, maybe Senshou Makoto rescued himself who was sinking and escaping from the past, and clearly faced the benefactor in his heart.

However, Mocheng Shuangye, who knew how terrifying and powerful the Lingwang Palace was, didn't want to implicate Qian Shoucheng for his own reasons.

"Shuangye, I've already said that this time, even if it's a forceful pull, I will save you from the endless hell no matter what..."

Qian Shoucheng said in a gentle voice, as if he was preaching to his own brother, he said.