The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 99 Battle!ten days and ten nights

Zhibo Konghe changed into the clothes he had first met, a bright red short top with a falling swirl pattern covering his abdomen, and a long beige skirt with slits below, which was very in line with the cool summer dress.

To avoid the sun, she put on a light beige cloak, and her lips were smeared with a rare blush.

The long black hair was not as flamboyant as it used to be, and she straightened it out with a comb. She went from the first district to the west tenth district, and found the front of the cliff.

Zhibo Konghe released the spiritual pressure, which was equivalent to knocking on the door.

After a while, the cliff wall trembled and opened to the side. She was about to say hello when the cool air was mixed with an indescribable sour smell.

"Hmm." She pinched her nose in disgust and took two steps back, her olive green eyes clearly seeing what was behind the door.

A large safe stands in the center of the cave. On both sides of the door are leftover bones and various fruit peels. The bags of garbage are piled on the ground and have not been cleaned up in time.

Baishi's back is a little hunched, and his whole person's spirit is obviously insufficient. There are bloodshot eyes in his eyes, dark circles hanging around his eyes, and even the stubble of his beard is coming out of his chin, and he looks like a decadent youth.

"You came."

He wasn't surprised by her appearance, and there was Moocheng Shuang who was also staying at Seireitei. If the gods of death wanted to lock up Shiba Konghe, the captain had to keep guarding him.

But the captains obviously wouldn't waste that energy guarding a prisoner on the fourth floor without knowing it.

Zhibo Konghe looked at him carefully, and said with concern, "Look at your haggard appearance, what happened?"

Baishi touched his face, sighed and said, "It's all tears, I coaxed her for four days, and finally tore off her arrogant coat, knew Shijie's language, and began to enter the next stage of Shijie's practice.

Counting today, for almost seven days, I have been in the world she made, looking for her, and I failed many times, and the result became what you see. "

"..." Zhibo Konghe didn't know what to say, Zanpakutō practice involved her blind spot of knowledge.

She couldn't understand why Baishi didn't know Shijie until now, and she didn't understand how to practice jijie. She only cared about one thing, "I've been arrested these days, and you haven't thought about my safety at all?!"

Shiraishi was exhausted and didn't bother to think about what she meant, so he said bluntly, "Isn't Moe Chengshuang there?"

"What if he's not there?"

"How could he not be there?"

Good guy, Zhibo Konghe got angry, his hands on his hips, and his olive green eyes stared at him: "Take out all the garbage for me!"

"Huh?" Shiraishi was a little stunned, not understanding why the topic jumped to cleaning up the trash.

Zhibo Konghe saw his blank expression, and said angrily, "What are you still doing, just do it for me, this place is as dirty as a pigsty, thank you for being able to live."

"I think it's okay."

Shiraishi quibble, he doesn't really want to clean up. He's been busy with the practice of swastikas recently, and the quality of his life has dropped again and again. As long as he's not sleeping on a garbage heap, he won't want to clean it up.

"Don't force me to punch you on this happy day."

Zhibo Konghe didn't smile, and his fists rattled. She really couldn't stand it. How could this guy fall asleep in such an environment?
"Okay." Shiraishi resolutely chose to compromise and turned to pick up the garbage.

Zhibo Konghe exhaled heavily, endured the peculiar smell, stepped into the cave, bent down and started to clean the bags of garbage.

Clear these garbage to the open space outside, and the piles are unexpectedly high, like a small hill.

Beyond Shiraishi's imagination, he thought it wasn't much, but it turned out to be so much. He threw the last bag up, wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, and complained, "It's really hot outside."

Zhibo Konghe didn't reply, he faced the garbage heap with one hand, and read: "O King's Lander! The mask of flesh and blood, the things that fly high, and bear the name of human beings!

Scorching heat and strife, across the sea to the south, step forward!Breaking the Way 31. Red Cannon. "

The power of the intermediate ghost way she chanted with all her might, naturally, the fireball the size of ten bowling balls spun together in the palm of her hand, and exploded in the next instant, dragging a long flame of light and landing on the garbage heap.

Boom!

The red artillery exploded, and the flames burst into flames. The garbage turned into ashes and melted into the black smoke, producing a nauseating smell.

The two quickly covered their noses and retreated to the front of the cliff. The black smoke was blown westward by the wind, and a cool breeze came from the cave.

She looked back and said with a surprised expression, "Where did you buy the cold lamp?"

"Oh, it was sold to me by the local Heshang family. It cost me a hundred thousand rings."

Shiraishi replied casually, that the cold lamp is similar to the air conditioner of the Soul Society, and it belongs to the product of the Technology Development Bureau.

It stands to reason that he, a wanted criminal, has no right to buy it, and he has never bought it before.

It's different now, the infernal prisoners have made all the gods of death stationed outside themselves in danger.

Compared with the distant Seireitei, the nearby Shiroishi is more worthy of Saburo Kawakami's trust. Some Seireitei's goods have also been dumped smoothly, just in case they can get Shiraishi's protection.

"You had a good time when you were young."

Zhibo Konghe said casually, scooped up the water in the pool, and washed his hands for himself.

"It's okay, what are your plans next?"

Shiraishi asked.

"What are you going to do?" Zhibo Konghe muttered to herself. Before she came, she thought it would be easy to speak, but when she arrived here, she actually became awkward.

Shouldn't this guy forget that promise?Do you want to remind yourself?
What a headache.

Zhibo Konghe looked at the reflection of her own appearance in the pool, she made up her mind, stood up, lowered her head and said, "I have something to say to you."

"What?"

Shiraishi raised his head, he couldn't see his face at this distance, and it was completely covered by his chest.

"368 times."

Zhibo Konghe said a number, and his voice showed a hint of seriousness that was different from usual. He did not interrupt, and continued to squat there and listen.

"This is the number of times I miss you in the underground ambulance, and I can't figure out what kind of emotion has prompted me to fantasize over and over again that you will rescue me.

Is it that I am too desperate and pin my hopes on you?

Or do I really love you, that's why I regard you as an omnipotent savior?

The first time I experienced such a thing, I didn't understand what kind of emotion it was. The only thing that was clear was that at this time, I really wanted to fulfill the promise at that time. "

Zhibo Konghe ripped off the beige cloak, bent over and approached him with a peach expression on his face: "Whether it's three days and three nights or one day and one night, I will accompany you to the end."

Shiraishi looked at her bright red and moist lips, her olive green eyes as hazy as mist, and her white cheeks flushed with blush.

All the tiredness flew away, and people were like chicken blood, "Who do you think I am?"

"I'm going to work for ten days and ten nights!"

　ps: Next Saturday, we will prepare for Sanjiang and fight with other monsters in the same period. On Monday and Tuesday, please be sure to follow up, don't raise it, success or failure is in one fell swoop! !

　　
　
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