Shiba Haiyan put away his knife and touched Rukia's head: "This child is indeed far behind, but I believe that sooner or later she will definitely take my place! Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The lark looked at Shiba Haiyan, didn't say anything more, turned his head and put away his crutches and walked straight out.

"I admit that you are very strong, but your knife is very confused! The swallow flying in the sky is to protect your home, so why do you stay here as a floating cloud? ”

Stay here! Maybe the lark himself has never thought of this question? Why am I staying here? What is the reason why it is worth staying here, the lark finds that he has no way to answer this question, because even he does not know the answer, and simply does not answer the reason why the lark walks out.

Inspecting the entire Silent Soul Garden, the lark walked to the Soul Street on the periphery of the Silent Soul Garden, compared to the Soul Garden, the Soul Street is the freest and poorest place, and how many people in the huge periphery can change their fate in the examination selection in the Mao Spiritual Academy, thinking of the word fate, the lark shook his head and hummed!

The silver bud willow represents the fourteenth team, the flower language is free, unrestrained, the brilliance of life, the armband of the lark wind is embroidered with a silver bud willow, unrestrained is his nature.

Back to his former residence, the two-story style ancient building plaque has two big characters written on it, and to this day, the Discipline Committee is one of the best organizations in Liusoul Street.

The lark walked over slowly, and the two strong men with sunglasses standing at the door immediately bowed when they saw the lark and said, "Mr. Gong!"

The lark didn't answer but walked up step by step, looking at the closed door of the reception room, he stopped: "It's not a small courage, be ready to be bitten and killed!" After speaking, he kicked the door open directly.

The scene inside made the lark a little nostalgic, and a piece of grass was in the mouth of an airplane: "Grass arm, when did I allow you to come in!"

The man's eyes widened, "Who is the Straw Arm?

Will the lark listen to his explanation, duckweed turned his finger: "From now on, you are!" The head of the Discipline Committee is still so domineering and willful.

If he hadn't guessed who the person in front of him was, then his life would have come to an end, and he stood up straight with his legs and bowed: "Mr. Gong, I think you have the wrong person! My name is-"

"I don't want to say it again!" the lark's eyes glared with a sharp murderous aura.

Under the momentum of the lark, the man couldn't move, the lark's murderous eyes were reflected in his mind, "Goo Dong" swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the man said, "Mr. Gong, I know!"

The lark sat back in his place: "The grass arm will enter the Mao Spiritual Academy in two months!"

The grass arm looked at the lark with black lines on his head: "Mr. Gong is a little embarrassed about this matter. ”

"If you can't do it, I'll bite you myself in two months." The lark slowly flipped through the papers on the table, hoping to find something that would interest him.

After just flipping through a few pages, the lark had already put the book aside and left the place with a sound of "Mr. Gong go slowly".

Lying on the grass and watching the clouds on the horizon move their positions little by little, the clouds will also stop?

Close your eyes and enjoy this rare moment of purity, the lark is already very satisfied with the current life, rectify the discipline of the Jingling Garden, and find a captain-level character from time to time to discuss, it turns out that what you want is just an ordinary life, and it will stop without wind and rain clouds!

A blue sky could not tell the difference between up, down, left and right, and the man was still standing upside down in the clouds, his face was no longer so blurred, but very clear, a wide brown trench coat, this man looked like - Arnold! Of course the lark knew he wasn't.

"Do you finally know what you want, why you wield your weapon, why you fight, why you shed blood, or what your dignity is?" I can feel that the white clouds of your spiritual world have become more pure, just like your feelings about Hesheng, there is no hesitation in waving the weapon, no one in this world knows you better than me, and no one knows me better than you, because the two of us are one, Skylark Gongmi remembered that my name is Fuyun, from now on I will give you the ability to solve the first problem completely, and I hope you can completely break your shackles when we meet next time. ”

When the lark opened its eyes, the stars were already full of stars in the night sky, the breeze blew through the tips of his hair, bringing himself a touch of coolness, standing up and holding the crutches in his hand felt like his own shadow, and the crutches were like a part of his body.

Why are you fighting, for your own dignity, what is your own dignity? It's very simple and complicated, but he who wants a simple and ordinary life, and who breaks his life gives him eternal sleep.

There will be no more hesitation at the moment of crutching, there will be no more confusion, all you have to do is bite and kill all the guys who break your life. The lark's eyes are so translucent, and the crescent moon in the sky is reflected in the pupils, as calm as the surface of a lake.

Walking back to the reception room again, the lark looked at every word written on it word by word, and after a long time, the lark closed the book with a "snap" in the air: "I'm angry not because you are covered in blood, but because you have destroyed the discipline of the Jingling Court, and I will not let go of the guy who destroys the discipline!"

This is the lark Kyoya we know, the lark chairman who fought to the end for his dignity!

The night was long, and occasionally a few barking dogs could be heard, and the lark stood on the roof and looked down on everything in the street, and the book recorded some unruly deaths, some ordinary robbers, and nothing.

The lark jumped lightly on the ground, his previous self could not accurately search for a person in such a distance, but now he can!

With a slight movement of his footsteps, the person had disappeared silently.

When the morning woke up to the sound of roosters, there was a row of bruised-nosed and swollen men lying on the ground at an intersection, all of whom were evil fellows, or the scum of death. Just when there are more and more people, Grass Arm brings people to maintain order, maybe others still don't know, but Grass Arm knows very well, these people on the ground are all captured by a god of death named Skylark Kyoya.

And the lark is walking in the direction of the Eleventh Team.