Konoha: Genocide Night? I Will Stand In The Sky!

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket: Uchiha Wu Yue, you are so damn poisonous!

Sand sculpture group leader:?

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket: Where do you run Nima’s newspaper?

Uchiha Madara became angry when she mentioned the newspaper, and her mind unconsciously recalled the heavy newspaper from back then.

The venomous old fat man: Hahahaha, the ancestor of Madara still hasn’t settled down to the shadow of the past.

The mediocre sage Hui: Think about it carefully, it’s impossible to come out, right? That newspaper caused such a shock to Madara’s ancestor!

The know-it-all lady with big front teeth: What newspaper?

Mentally retarded female psycho: Kawanoguni Daily, hahahaha!

Aqua couldn't help but think of the fun times back then, and the scene of Madara's ancestor jumping up and down in anger was still before her eyes.

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket: @沙肖群主, what a piece of shit!

Sha Diao Group Leader: I understand the truth, but it’s been almost two days since I prepared to publish a newspaper in Soul Society. Ancestor, you are only belatedly asking me for trouble now. Is the reflection arc a little too long at 04 points?

The venomous old fat man: It’s not that the ancestor’s reflex arc is too long, it’s that he has been thinking about it these past two days. If you can't get over this hurdle, it's a yes.

Shadiao Group Leader: Don’t worry, ancestor. The story of Senju Cuihua and Uchiha Abin cannot be staged in Soul Society. After all, there is no Senju family here, and I am the only Uchiha family.

Hashirama’s little cotton-padded jacket: What the hell!

The know-it-all lady with front teeth: Senju Cuihua? Uchiha Abin?

Mentally retarded female nerves: Hahahaha, I can’t hold myself any longer!

Traveling through time to become Weird: When I heard these two names, I probably understood, it’s really a show! And you are a real show!

Shadiao Group Leader: It’s okay, just average.

He looked towards the Jinglingting Square at his feet, decorated with thousands of lanterns.

Shy little girls in maid outfits stood at the door of their own division's store, holding menus in their hands and handing them to Shinigami who passed by.

certainly.

Not every "maid" is so shy, some are showing off their impressive figures carelessly.

For example, the vice-captain of a certain tenth squad stood in front of the coffee shop where he belonged with his hands on his hips, and his chest was so bulging that he was about to jump out of his chest.

"I really don't understand, what's so good about something like coffee." Matsumoto Rangiku sighed and shook his head, then said to the white-haired captain standing next to him: "Does the captain like this taste?"

"Can you wipe your mouth clean when you say this?" Hitsugaya Tōshirō took a deep breath, turned his face and glared at her: "The coffee in the shop is for me.

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Although he did not wear a maid uniform to greet guests like his deputy captain, he still stood in front of the coffee shop of his squad to accompany him very responsibly.

I was just afraid that I, the vice-captain, would act randomly and make a mess of a good festival.

"Oh my god, what does that matter?" Matsumoto Rangiku waved his hand, blinked his eyes and said: "Even if customers do come by then, we will say that the coffee has been sold out in advance.

"Are you going to pay for the raw materials?" Hitsugaya Tōshirō said calmly.

"Ah, Captain! It's Xiao Taozi!" Matsumoto Rangiku pointed to the area over the fifth division and said loudly: "I didn't expect her to be quite suitable in this maid uniform!"

"Don't change the subject for me, asshole!" Hitsugaya Tōshirō said, but his eyes still unconsciously looked towards the location pointed by Matsumoto Rangiku.

Hinamori Momo, dressed in a maid outfit, stood in front of a coffee shop in the Fifth District, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen and a slight smile on her lips. Seeing a guest approaching, he bowed slightly in a very polite manner.

This feeling and temperament are like a real woman!

Hitsugaya Tōshirō felt his heart beat a little fast. He had never seen his childhood sweetheart in such a posture.

"Hey, if you like it, go up and give it a try." Matsumoto Rangiku patted his shoulder from behind and said in a bewitching tone: "Today is a festival, the best time to express your love! What are you waiting for, boy!"

"Shut up." Hitsugaya Tōshirō took a breath but did not follow the instructions.

He positioned himself and Hinamori as childhood sweethearts who grew up together, without any other special feelings mixed in. He didn't dare and didn't want to break this tacit understanding.

"Ah, that's really a pity." Matsumoto Rangiku shrugged, but the regret on his face didn't seem to be fake.

She is someone who has been exposed to too much rain, and her relationship is a mess, so she really wants to pass the umbrella to others. But her young captain is not only a straight man, but also a dead-head.

It doesn't make sense at all, so forget it.

"Do your job well and stop meddling in other people's affairs." Hitsugaya Tōshirō probably understands her thoughts and knows that the other person is sincerely doing his own good, but he doesn't need it.

"Yes, yes, by the way..." Matsumoto Rangiku responded perfunctorily, looking around. "Where's the man of the hour? I don't think I saw him."

The man of the hour, of course, is Uchiha Wu Yue, who has recently caused shock and excitement in Jing Ling Ting.

It is said that his soul age is less than fifteen and he already has captain-level strength, and his appearance is extremely handsome, which makes many Shinigami girls fall in love with him.

Matsumoto Rangiku is very curious about this person, but unfortunately he has never seen him in person.

"As for Mr. Wu Yue, he should be reporting to the Fourth Division this time. Kyoraku Shunsui stood behind the two of them at some point, smiled and touched his chin and said: "I should be here later.

"Debriefing?" Matsumoto Rangiku raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and said, "At this time?"

She didn't care about the sudden appearance of the eighth division captain, or she had long been used to the mysterious appearance of these captains.

"Ah, Captain Unohana is very close to his disciple." Kyoraku Shunsui, who was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a cup of coffee in his hand, said in a low voice: "I don't want other girls to get too close. 11

"Eh? Is there still such a thing?" Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes widened, and the Eight Trigrams radar in his heart was raised. "That Captain Maozhihua, could it be..."

"That's not what I said, Miss Rangiku." Kyoraku Shunsui decisively distanced himself from the relationship and took two steps back. "It's entirely your personal guess."

He didn't want to mess with that senior, it would really kill someone!

"Matsumoto, be careful of what comes out of your mouth," Hitsugaya reminded helplessly from the side.

"Oh oh oh, the fireworks show has started!"

A shout interrupted the conversation of several people present, and a huge handful of fireworks exploded in the sky. Everyone in the Jinglingting Square turned their attention to the location of the fireworks, with pleasing expressions on their faces.

It was at this time.

"Hey hey hey, the grand performance is about to begin!" A high-pitched voice suddenly sounded, and a rickety figure like an ape stood in the air.

Against the background of fireworks, arms spread out.

"Feel the afterglow of the festival, you damn traitors!"

Bang bang bang.

Explosions were heard everywhere, and the light reached the sky!