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

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: Oh, oh! There are still two months left for the Jinglingting Festival, so we should be able to catch up.

Wu Yue and Aizen have done experiments with timers before, and the time flow gap between the Shinigami world and the ninja world is not very big. The two months over there are roughly equivalent to about sixty-five days here.

The sixty-five days are probably free for him, and he can take a good stroll in the Shinigami world.

Mentally disabled female nerves: Aizen, do you really want to submit the project of this maid cafe? The old man of your chief will not agree to it, right?

The man with hairspray: Captain Yamamoto is indeed a bit pedantic, but his pedantry is only aimed at the hard rules of the Soul Society.

What are hard rules?

It is also very simple to say, such as the absolute law enforcement power of Central 46; and the regulations of the Soul Society formulated by him on the "February 57th", these are all rigid rules.

Old Man Shan himself will not violate it, nor will the Shinigami of Gotei 13 violate it.

Ceremony obviously does not belong to the scope of this. In the eyes of old man Shan, it is young people's play.

He himself may not like these human things, but he will not force other Shinigami to follow the rules.

This point may not be obvious in Shinigami's works, but in fact Shinigami are not a product of backward times. They also read comics, watch movies, play games and occasionally travel to this world.

Poison tongue old fat: @沙砖集主, you pervert! Bastard! Sex maniac!

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's sudden wave of abuse, not to mention Wu Yue, even Akuya was a little confused: Huh?

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: ???

Poisonous Old Fat: It's nothing, I just want to scold you. Now I am much more comfortable, if you are not convinced and want to scold me back, it is fine.

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: How could it be, how could I be willing to scold Axia? We have known each other since I was eight years old, and now five years of ups and downs, I have already regarded you as my family! How can I Are you willing to scold you?

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face was on fire, and his heart was pounding. But of course it is impossible for her to show it, pretending to be disdainful: Do you think such provocative words can move me? Quickly put away your disgusting face, goose bumps will rise from hearing it!

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: How can this be sensational? I am telling the truth! I love you, Axia.

Boom.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's heart beat suddenly, as if being shot by the arrow of the god of love.

Today, she was finally confessed by this bastard!

Damn it, this wooden man! He chose this moment, and it was so sudden! She didn't have the slightest psychological defense at all, this is too foul!

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's heartbeat fluctuated violently, feeling that the women's dressing room where she was located was filled with ambiguous pink.

At this moment, she even felt that she had no regrets in her life.

Mentally handicapped female nerves: Hey, it's so nasty! Can you stop doing this?

Akuya rubbed her arm, only to feel goosebumps all over the floor. But at the same time, I'm a little upset, this guy is clearly a paladin who canonized himself, did you tell yourself that it's okay to fall in love?

Sand Sculpture Group Leader: I'm sorry, Master Aqua! But I really can't bear it now! My feelings for Shiwa-chan are so strong and pure, just like an old father treats his daughter!

Poisonous old fat:?

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's originally sweet and joyful expression froze suddenly, and the smile that curled up at the corner of his mouth also became very stiff. like a jerky clown who's just been recruited into a circus

Mentally disabled female nerves: Pfft, hahahahaha!

The man with hairspray: Sure enough.

Aizen showed the expected expression and pushed the glasses on his face. He knew Wu Yue quite well, so he naturally knew that the other party's words were to avenge the previous crush.

But from the perspective of an outsider, what this guy is doing now is like throwing a watermelon to pick up sesame seeds, and the gain outweighs the gain.

wrong.

Seriously speaking, it’s not a mistake. In another sense, this kind of interaction can also be regarded as flirting between lovers, right?

Poison tongue old fat: @沙空集主, you bastard! Wife accusation! Die pervert! Die!

Turning off the group chat interface in front of me, Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt that her chest was about to explode with anger... 0 What is the arrow of Eros, what is ambiguous, what is red, go to Te Niang!

The owner of this dog group is a simple dog! He doesn't understand the heart of a girl at all!

Picking up the sports bag on the chair, Kasumigaoka Shiyu stood up angrily and left the dressing room.

"Wait for me, Kasumi Hill!" Seeing her unhesitating posture, Ying Lili trotted to keep up. "What's the matter with you, why did you get angry all of a sudden?"

"Am I getting angry?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu turned her gaze to her, and the scarlet pupils shone with a strange light.

"Hey, the Sharingans are out!" Ying Lili said with cold sweat on her forehead, her mouth twitching, "I have no doubt now that you might kill someone..."

Kasumi Hill Shiyu's back was filled with black air, and he said coldly: "First kill all the pervert wives in this world who don't understand the hearts of girls, what do you think?"

"I think you should calm down."

Ying Lili swallowed carefully, she felt that the killing intent of the girl in front of her was serious. "Also, what is a pervert who doesn't know the heart of a girl? I don't know where to complain about the scope of your enemy's search!"

"I'm very calm now, calmly looking forward to the end of the world."

"Is it the end of the world that you made yourself. 9th?"

"How is it possible? I'm not a world-destroying demon king." As he spoke, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes suddenly turned to the right corner. A Zhan Blue arm holding a light saber suddenly condensed on her body, slashing towards that direction.

boom.

The entire concrete road was directly cut with a terrifying knife mark tens of meters long, and the green belt trees on both sides were neatly broken into several pieces under the turbulent knife gang.

Rocks splashed everywhere, sleepy debris flew.

Megumi Kato, who has short black hair with head to ear, stares at the light knife parked in front of her nose, and then turns her gaze to the red pair of Sharingan of the girl with long black hair, and swallows lightly.

There seems to be something wrong with this Xiazhiqiu Shiyu...