After joining the Sixth Division, I started swaying

The three of them only discussed for a moment before quickly finalizing their strategy.

Three outposts corresponded to three people.

Touch it, and at the same time, control the three sentries together, and it's done.

Luanju's strategy is very simple, rude and efficient.

Hearing this, Chang Zeya nodded repeatedly.

Well, mainly because he couldn't think of a better way.

The only thing they can do better than Luan Ju and the others is probably to force them head-on.

Just do it, after deciding on the plan, the three of Luan Ju didn't hesitate, and went straight to the three sentry points.

Perhaps because of the battle last night, the three of them have already passed the initial discomfort in fighting with others.

In the matter of dealing with the same kind, there is basically no psychological burden.

Coupled with mental arithmetic and unintentional, Nanao and the three are all outstanding students of Mao.

Even if the three of them were only resurrected once, it must be a matter of hand to deal with three sentinels of average strength at the same time.

However, just when the three of Nanxu touched the secret sentries they were in charge of, and were about to make a move.

Not surprisingly, an accident happened at this time.

"what!"

"what!"

"uh-huh!"

Three sounds, ah no, two embarrassing screams, and a humming sound of suppressing pain suddenly sounded in the quiet forest.

The sudden change made Nagasawa Ya, who had been watching the three of them, a little confused.

When he came back to his senses, Nanao and the other two people had already fallen to the ground with deflated expressions. Except for the shooter who endured the pain without making a sound, Nanao and Rangiku had expressions of pain, opening their mouths and closing their eyes. .

Feeling the pressure from the three pursuers from afar, Nagasawa couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise on his face.

It seems that the sunglasses detector in the shooting field is not so easy to use...

Ah no...

This level of spiritual pressure is not the level that ordinary residents of Ruhun Street can possess.

"Fourth of the Dao: This rope!"

Sure enough, what followed the three people flying back were three rope-like spirit son light cables.

Facing Nanao and others who were opening their mouths and closing their eyes, the Reiko Light Cable almost effortlessly restrained the three people who had lost the ability to resist.

Immediately, three figures walked out of the woods slowly, and appeared in front of Nanao and the others.

Looking at the three people who suddenly appeared, Nagasawa Ya's face became more playful.

Although these three people are all dressed like refugees from Liuhun Street, their demeanor is by no means comparable to that of the refugees from Liuhun Street.

the most important is......

Nagasawa saw Zanpakuto at their waists.

That's right, it wasn't the ice blade that the residents of Ruhun Street imitated Asagi for the sake of fighting, nor was it the Asahi that was snatched from Shinigami or Mao's students.

It's a genuine Zanpakuto.

...... cut......

PS. The third day of the Yangjian update, stick to it!

I feel in a good state today, try to add more, write as much as you can before 12 o'clock.

Chapter 155 You ordered a mandarin duck pot, one side is spicy and the other side is not spicy

Looking at the three people chasing after her, the playful look in Nagasawa Ya's eyes became more and more intense.

Perhaps the residents of Ruhun Street will confuse the Zanpakuto with ordinary iron tools, and just judge whether the opponent is a Shinigami by whether or not he is wearing a death tyrant outfit.

But as Mao's teacher, and Nagasawa Masa, the official god of death, she will never admit it wrong.

Far away from the Seireitei, in a block numbered [-], a group of Shinigami disguised as Rukongai refugees suddenly appeared, and secretly controlled the entire block...

The water here is very deep.

Thinking of this, a light of interest flashed in Nagasawa Ya's eyes.

Seeing the three gods of death who suddenly appeared, they only restrained the three of Nanao, and it seemed that they had no intention of harming the three of them for the time being.

Nagasawa, who was hiding in the dark, simply pressed the idea of ​​showing up to save people.

He really wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the gourds of this group of people.

When the three gods of death who were chasing after them came to the front of Qixu and the others, they also had strange expressions on their faces.

One of them, looking at the Mao school uniform that Nanao and the others were wearing, couldn't help asking the companion beside him with some doubts.

"Mao's student?"

"I remember, today is not a day off, right? Why do these little ghosts appear here?"

Just listening to his question, his companion rolled his eyes angrily.

"I don't know." And then continued to ask the next companion, "Kill or stay?"

Hearing this, the last god of death was also very happy.

I dare say you guys are playing football, the last one to speak will suffer, right?

Seeing this, the person who spoke last simply gave up.

"I don't know, don't ask me, I can't make a decision, let the leader come."

These three people are obviously the most peripheral guards, and they have no right to call the shots.

In addition, when Mao's students were supposed to go to school, they appeared in a block other than No. [-] very abruptly. Even people with low vigilance realized that things were not simple.

If they don't handle it properly, it may even attract the attention of Mao, and even the Gotei [-]th Team.

These little Karamis can't bear this responsibility.

After discussing for a while, the three gods of death decided to keep one of them on duty, and the remaining two escorted Nanao and the others to the gathering place.

After watching his companions go away, the remaining God of Death suddenly yawned in some sleepiness.

Anyone who has done night watch knows it.

If there is no unexpected situation to stimulate adrenaline, and no companions to chat with, usually at two or three o'clock, it is definitely the sleepiest time of the day for normal people.

But at this moment, a "rusting" sound suddenly sounded from the grass beside him.

The sudden change immediately shocked the spirit of the Reaper who was about to return to his post.

"who!?"

In an instant, most of his sleepiness disappeared, and he immediately held the Zanpakuto at his waist with his right hand, and stared at the noisy grass with a vigilant face.

However, in the next second, a word that sounded extremely strange but spoke in a familiar tone appeared in their ears.

I saw a slender figure walking out of the grass slowly.

After the figure saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, then wiped his chin, and said in surprise, as if meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

"Eh!? I recognize you!"

When the god of death heard Nagazawa's words, he subconsciously froze slightly with an alert expression on his face.

The expression of surprise, the joy of meeting an acquaintance by chance, and Masa Nagasawa's performance, it doesn't look like she is lying at all.

In addition, Masa Nagasawa is not wearing a death tyrant outfit that symbolizes the god of death, nor is she wearing Mao's school uniform like the previous Nanao trio.

He subconsciously began to recall whether he really met Nagasawa Ya somewhere when he was in Seireitei, and even his body, which was still ready to go, relaxed at this moment.

However, no matter how much he recalled, he couldn't remember where he met Nagasawa, so he asked suspiciously subconsciously.

"Where have we met?"

Hearing this, Nagasawa's face suddenly revealed a disappointed look, as if he recognized an old friend, but the old person forgot him.

He subconsciously wanted to tell the other party where the two met.

But then, a troubled look appeared on his face.

"You forgot? Sigh... I seem to be a little lost."

But in the next second, as if Fu Ling's heart came to him, Nagasawa clapped his palms suddenly, and said with surprise on his face.

"Ah, I remembered, it's Yatianju!"

As he said that, he walked towards the other party very excitedly, as if he couldn't wait to catch up with the other party.

Seeing this, the confusion on the face of the God of Death couldn't help but get even worse.

He knew about Yatian Residence and had been there a few times, but he didn't remember meeting Masa Nagasawa at all.

To be honest, if he had seen someone with outstanding appearance like Nagasawa Masaru, even if he didn't pay attention to it, he would at least have some impression.

Thinking about it, his body slowly exited the alert state and became more relaxed.

Seeing that the other party still didn't remember, Nagasawa continued to talk as if she wanted to help the other party remember.

"Can't remember after thinking about it for a long time?"

"remember?"

"You ordered a mandarin duck pot, one side is spicy and the other side is not."

"Hey, it seems that you really forgot."

Humans, this is often the case. When thinking about problems, they always subconsciously relax their bodies.

Seeing what Nagasawa said in a decent way, and even said some details, the vigilance of the Death God can be said to be completely relaxed.

However, this moment was what Nagasawa had been waiting for.

Just when the god of death let go of all vigilance, a cold light seemed to cut through the hazy moonlight in the sky.

"Ho! Ho!"

The eyes of the God of Death were instantly filled with blood, and he clutched his throat in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something.

However, the duck egg-sized blood hole on his neck was like a black hole, constantly pulling away the energy in his body.

As if worried about the other party's final struggle, Nagasawa, who was already within three steps, came to his side in an instant, covered the other party's mouth, and spoke slowly as if comforting the other party.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath."

"Dizziness is normal, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Finally, as the last trace of strength was evacuated, the god of death was completely silent.

...... cut......

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