The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

chapter 98

The Fourth Division advocates benevolence. Whether it is the god of death or the enemy, they will be treated after being seriously injured.

The difference is that the god of death can enjoy the treatment of a single room on the ground.

The enemy is staying in the underground ambulance.

The space here is quite spacious, there are two bunk beds, the sunlight cannot shine on the ground, and the high windows are square, about three meters away from the ground.

Zhibo Konghe tried to move the bed below to see if he could sneak away.

She wears handcuffs specially designed to restrict Reiatsu, and her strength is no different from that of ordinary Ryuhun Street residents, and she is unable to destroy the iron fence.

"Hey." She sighed heavily, and fell back on the bottom bunk. Recently, her chest didn't hurt at all, and it was probably healed.

The days of leaving the underground ambulance are not far away. Is she going to return to the fourth floor of the True Underground Prison?Or shut down further down?

Can Shiraishi save her?

Last time, there was a prisoner who disrupted Seireitei's deployment. This time, no miracle could happen again. If you try again, maybe Shiraishi will fall in.

Maybe it's best not to come...

Thinking so, she hopes that the other party can come to save her and show another miracle.

After fighting side by side several times, she had an inexplicable confidence in her heart that the guy's words might be able to do it.

Thinking like this, she would feel that she was too desperate to see the grass floating on the water as a life-saving boat, and blindly stretched out her hands to grab it.

"Ah, forget it, let's listen to destiny."

Zhibo Konghe hated thinking about those things the most, but she couldn't help but think of the scene where Shiraishi came to save her. She patted her face with both hands.

Footsteps broke in from outside, different from the usual single person, there were several people.

She immediately turned over and sat up, looking outside the prison, Hu Cheyongyin led the four ghosts.

The Ghost Daoists wore holy white robes, white headscarves and white face scarves to wrap their heads, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes outside.

In their hands they held a confinement device, resembling a fork, with a soft white strap hanging down.

"Prisoner Zhibo Konghe, since your injury has recovered, you will be moved to the fourth floor of Howling Detention and will continue to serve your sentence."

Tiger Toru Yongyin lowered his eyebrows, announced the order from the commander-in-chief, and took out the key to open the door of the ambulance prison.

Four ghosts filed in, and one took out a collar and put it on her neck. The collar had four holes for inserting four soft straps.

If the prisoner does not cooperate, the ghosts only need to pour the spiritual power into the spiritual tool, along the white soft belt to the collar, electric current and tightening, can subdue any non-cooperation.

"Let's go." One person said, holding a restraint tool to lead the way.

Zhibo Konghe understood the power of this spiritual tool, so he followed up obediently, walked through the deserted passage, and turned up the stairs on the bottom floor.

The air suddenly became hot.

She heard the cicadas chirping, and the sun shone into the corridor from the window. It turned out that the summer was not over yet.

Zhibo Konghe narrowed her eyes slightly as she stepped out of the comprehensive ambulance center. The sun was too dazzling.

In the distance, the Bipolar Hill and the Palace of Confession still look so magnificent. Countless towers stand on the ground, and the sun shines on the roofs of many buildings, like a river made of melted gold.

The four ghost priests inserted the fork at the top of the spirit tool into Zhibo Konghe, the invisible barrier opened, and her feet were forced to leave the ground, and the scene in front of her was changing rapidly.

Before she could get used to it, with four puffs, the four ghosts fell on the roof, the collars were opened, and the handcuffs fell.

"This." Zhibo Konghe stayed where he was, and looked up to see the spirits surging in front of him, forming a slender figure, "Are you still in Jingling?"

Mo Chengshuang also stepped on the ridge, and said calmly: "I've been here all the time, your injury seems to be fine, let's go."

Zhibo Konghe didn't move, his eyes were a little puzzled: "Why do you want to help me?"

"I and Shiraishi are companions, and you are his friend. I have an obligation to help you escape from here, so as not to affect him with unnecessary feelings, thereby destroying my cooperation with him."

Moe Chengshuang also calmly expressed his thoughts. He knew very well that Shiraishi did not seem to be able to stifle all useless feelings for the sake of annihilation.

That person's useless feelings are too many, and he sits and sees Shiba Konghe left in the hands of the god of death, and the plan may change.

Better to get rid of it early.

Zhibo Konghe smiled, he didn't expect to be rescued by that guy like this, and said, "Thank you."

"No, come with me." Moe Chengshuang also turned around and led the way in front.

He and Seo Lingting have become one, and all the gods of death and captains are under his surveillance. He knows where there are people and where there is no one.

Even dead ends can become living alleys.

Shiba Konghe followed behind the whole time, and heard the sound of bang bang bang coming from the sky of Seiringei, it should be found that she had escaped.

But still no death god appeared in front of her.

The direction she ran was not Baidaomen, but the tall Seolingbi.

"How do I get out of here?" Zhibo Konghe was stunned, raised his head, there seemed to be no gap between the Lingling Wall and the sky.

Mo Chengshuang also said calmly: "You go straight through here, Baishi is in the old place in the West Tenth District, you can find him there."

"Uh, I'll try." Zhibo Konghe looked at Jinglingbi, gritted his teeth, and rushed over.

The imaginary impact did not exist. She seemed to pass through a thick layer of plastic wrap and pulled it to the extreme. With a puff, people really had to come out through the wall.

The grass was spread on the level ground, she turned around and patted the Jingling Wall, it was hard, not soft at all. Can Mole Chengshuang even do such a thing?
Zhibo Konghe felt more and more that the guys who stayed in the infinity were all talents.

They can easily do things that ordinary people think they cannot do.

No wonder they fled, and the Reaper reacted so strongly.

She sighed in her heart, she didn't stop, and planned to go back to Shiba's house first to report safety to Jinyin and Gansu.

As for where they lived, she could guess that it must be in the sparsely populated area of ​​Runlin'an.

Zhibo's family often plays with fireworks, and the loud explosions are obviously inappropriate in crowded places.

She walked in Run Lin'an in a blink of an eye, avoiding the crowded area, and found a banner held high with two arms in the northwest of the overgrown weeds.

And the flower crane cannon disguised as a chimney behind the house.

Shiba Konghe rushed to the door and shouted loudly, "Kinyan, Yinyan, Gansu, I'm back."

Dong Dong, it seemed that something was overturned, and then, two big and one small figures squeezed out from the stairs, "Master Konghe!" "Eldest sister!"

"Haha, don't cry, be careful I beat you."

Zhibo Konghe reassured the three of them, and said with a smile on his face: "I can't stay here for a long time, just change my clothes and leave, Jinyan, Yinyan, and Ganji will teach you temporarily."

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Xi Shi District, Shiraishi and I have an agreement to fulfill."

(End of this chapter)