infinite death song

Just when Bai Ye was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, a wooden knife magnified in his eyes.

With his expression unchanged, Bai Ye clamped it between his two fingers, no matter how hard the girl tried, he couldn't shake it, as if the wooden knife was imprisoned by some stronger force.

"Don't always think about these impossible things. In the past two weeks, I have been attacked 170 times, and none of them succeeded. You should understand the gap between us."

"I just see that you are preoccupied with things and don't want to let go of such a good opportunity."

The girl sat beside Bai Ye, collapsed exhausted, panting there gently.

"I'm tired."

"Well, but very happy."

The girl touched her forehead and said such words.

"It is indeed a joyful thing to feel that you are gradually becoming stronger. Speaking of which, when are you going to go to Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art?"

In fact, the girl's Reiatsu had already reached the level that she could graduate from the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art, but Baiye only taught her some skills in controlling Reiatsu, white hitting and chopping, Shunpo and Kidao, etc. More advanced methods have not yet been taught.

"I thought you would have a beginning and an end in doing things."

"Anyway, I have my own things to do. It was just an accident to discover your talent."

"cut."

"Angry?"

"No."

"Then... how about making a smiling face?"

Hearing Bai Ye's words, the girl squeezed a blunt smile on her face.

"It's hard."

"You are the one who can laugh so naturally, this kind of thing feels more difficult than controlling the spiritual pressure."

"Maybe you don't have the talent."

"Do you look down on me? As long as I have the determination, such small things can definitely be perfect." The girl replied unconvinced.

The only thing is that she doesn't want to be looked down upon by the man in front of her.

"Yes, you are a genius after all." Bai Ye pressed his palm on her head, ruffling her hair.

"Don't touch my head, it's very troublesome to tidy up at night."

"I thought we had a good relationship."

"You can't touch your head even if you have a good relationship. It feels ashamed."

"Then you admit that we have a good relationship?"

"No." The girl instantly sullenly.

"Liar."

"each other."

"Don't imitate the tone of voice of grown-ups."

"I want you to take care of it!"

"That's the right tone. Do you know? There is a very naughty kid in the [-]th Division, who often swaggers in and out of the [-]th Division and beats our [-]th Division Hirako. You should learn from her. That is The energy a child should have."

Bai Ye thought of Hiyori Sarutobi, a newly promoted team member of the [-]th division, and team member Hirako must have survived a disaster today.

When he goes back, he must be able to see the red shoe prints on the face of Captain Pingzi.

"That's just childish."

The girl stood up from the ground with a rather disdainful tone.

"But it's cute, isn't it? Captain Hikko dotes on her very much. Even though she has done so many excessive things, she doesn't blame her too much. Captain Hirako is also often beaten by her, and he has tried and tested repeatedly. He has never complained. This It's the charm of 'cute'."

"It's disgusting, dead lolicon. The Hirako soldier you mentioned must be a lolicon too."

The girl hugged her chest, backed away as usual, and looked at Bai Ye with disdain, as if she was looking at a bug with a dirty smell.

"You've said that, shouldn't I do something that Lolicon should do now?"

Bai Ye thought seriously.

"You are committing a crime!"

"Then why are you looking forward to it?"

"W-what!? Who's looking forward to it?"

"What a funny expression. Well, let's not talk about it, everything that should be taught to you has already been taught, and then you can only rely on yourself. The teaching level of Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art is quite good, at least better than that of hundreds of years. The era I was in was much better."

I only went to the second grade, but because of the riots, all but 90.00% of the students died, which made the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Arts paralyzed for more than ten years before slowly recovering.

"That is to say, you are a grandfather who is hundreds of years old? It's even more disgusting to think that you are still interested in a young girl like me. Should I call you a grandfather?"

"The kung fu of picking pricks has become better recently."

"To be honest, I learned this from you." The girl was not afraid to meet Bai Ye's eyes.

"It's really a child."

This kind of seemingly looking down from a height made the girl feel strong dissatisfaction in her heart.

What, she is not a child.

Adults always like to be self-righteous and belittle people who are younger than themselves, and teach them in a mature tone.

Bai Ye stood up slowly from the ground, brushed off the wrinkles on his clothes, and looked at the blue sky.

"Are you going?"

There was no sentimentality in the girl's tone, which was already expected.

"I have nothing left to teach you, and the rest is up to you to explore by yourself."

"It's really irresponsible."

"Don't say what I did to sorry for you."

"Isn't it? It's ruthless to stir up people's interest, and now to ignore them and just throw them away."

"What do you mean?"

"Which aspect do you think it is?"

Hearing the girl's ambiguous rhetorical question, Bai Ye scratched his head in distress, are all children so scary recently?

The dialogue with children should be more simple and easy to understand.

Bai Ye sighed, turned around and prepared to leave here.

My own unintentional actions may cultivate a monster.

"Hello." A girl's voice came from behind: "I've been forgetting to say, my name is Qingli, Aizan Qingli... You have to remember well, if you dare to forget next time we meet, I will kill you !"

With his back to her, Bai Ye raised his hand, indicating that he had remembered her name.

"You too, don't forget to learn to smile, always look cold, you will not be able to make friends..."

"Um……"

The girl put her hands into her slightly messy hair, her eyes were firm and clear, and a faint smile appeared on her face naturally...

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three days later.

"Isn't this little brother Baiye, and vice-captain Jiumu? Are you going this way to find Old Man Shan?"

Among the captains of Goutei Thirteen, the only person who could speak in this brisk tone was Kyoraku Shunsui.

On the opposite side of the fork in the road, beside Jing Le was not the adjutant of the Eighth Division, but a young female Shinigami that Bai Ye didn't know.

About thirteen or fourteen years old, with a braid and red glasses, his eyes gave people a very sharp feeling.

From the appearance, he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his real age may be more mature than imagined.

"Yeah, there is something I want to apply to the captain."

"Application?"

Jing Le was puzzled by the words Bai Ye said.

"Swastika practice."

Bai Ye did not hide this matter.

"Have you not given up yet? I think you are already very strong, little brother Baiye, so there is no need to force yourself too much. It is better to let this kind of thing take its course." Jing Le expressed his opinion.

"Try it, it's an explanation for yourself."

"Alright, then don't disturb me, but I won't be able to drink with you for a long time in the future. It's a pity to think so."

"The leader of the Beijing Band, please be more serious." Qian Tongzi glared at him dissatisfied.

"Ah... I suddenly remembered that there are still many things to deal with in the team, and we will talk about it later. That's it."

Jingle smiled awkwardly, and left in a hurry with the female team members next to her.

After parting from Jing Le at the fork in the road, Bai Ye took Qian Tongzi and you continued to the team building.

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Mao manages the large prison.

The eighth floor, seamless.

This is the venue that Bai Ye applied for.

There is also a reason for doing this, because every time Bai Ye practiced the swastika, he would come back seriously injured, and even cause huge environmental damage to the surroundings.

In this way, he could only use a sealed venue for Bai Ye to practice swastika.

Moreover, this sealed place is sparsely populated and the space is large enough.

In Seiring Court, the eighth floor of the large prison managed by Mao happens to be one of them.

No matter how much you toss around here, it is difficult to convey the spiritual pressure to the outside world. It is an infinitely wide and strange space, where Bai Ye can be allowed to practice swastikas to his heart's content.

For more than 400 years, he has only learned the beginning method, and has never been able to reach the state of the swastika. He is the only exception among the captains of the thirteenth team of Goutei.

After entering the Great Library of Truth, occupying a huge area of ​​land in the seamless field, Bai Ye used Shunpo to reach the top floor of the Great Library of Truth in the blink of an eye.

Like the eighth floor, it is an infinitely wide and strange space.

But this is not the main thing.

Bai Ye went straight to the point.

The pitch-black woman on the main body of 'Vientiane' stood silently on the field as before, holding Zanpakuto, and materialized.

"My lord."

"How about discussing it, can you put some water in it? It won't be solved for hundreds of years, and it will make me very embarrassed."

"Let this concubine submit, and my lord will understand the true meaning of swastika." The pitch-black woman's voice was flat.

"no solution anymore."

Bai Ye took off his glasses, put them on his body casually, pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist with his right hand, and gathered a thick Reiatsu in his left hand.

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

The jet-black substance spread upward from the woman's feet, and then formed a block, similar to a black coffin, ready to envelop the woman in it——

The blade pierced the coffin first, and the majestic spiritual pressure gushed out, splitting the black coffin from the middle, and then countless cracks appeared on it, directly turning into black powder and floating in the air.

boom!

The blades came into contact with each other, but it was like two cannonballs attacking each other. The two were exactly the same, but belonged to the enemy's Reiatsu, and the entire ground collapsed.

From the gap where the spiritual pressure collided, a dark space crack extended toward the sky, gradually expanding.

The sky was trembling violently.

"Please take care of me this time too, Vientiane."

"My concubine's name is 'Truth'!"