Mo Jun slowly opened his eyes: "Hmm...... Strange ...... Phew!cough...... The dilapidated ceiling is actually falling into dust!" Mo Jun was about to express his feelings, and when he expressed his feelings, he was confused by a gust of dust falling from the wind. Quietly perceiving the situation of the body, a kind of sadness arose in my heart uncontrollably. Are you being taken prisoner?

In a dark and damp cabin, the beam above his head was crumbling, and from time to time there was a cool wind mixed with a touch of dust to gently wash his face...... I don't think it's comfortable for some reason. "!" Mo Jun suddenly shouted: "Nima! Who will explain to Lao Tzu, for Mao Lao Tzu will be helped here by this kind of black bandage?! And even if you are a captive, you have human rights, Sister Hua, you won't save people thoroughly? Instead of treating those insignificant injuries, don't you see that there are still two wounds on my chest that are oozing blood, there are woods, there are no living people......

"Hey, hey, don't bark over there, okay? it would be troublesome to knock this house down again (it's not very strong). A somewhat flirtatious voice came and interrupted Mo Jun's roar.

Mo Jun turned his head with great effort, and at the dilapidated doorway (there was not even a door), two teenagers dressed in death overlord suits and carrying slashing knives, who looked like they were only thirteen or fourteen years old, walked in at some point, and the one in front of him had a casual face, with black curly hair, tied together at random at the back of his head. Although it gives people a sense of frivolity, it inexplicably exudes a trustworthy temperament. The one in the back had long straight silver-white hair, a gentle smile on his face, and an aura of uprightness.

'Well, these two men...... Could it be spring water and floating bamboo? Tsk, it's not very easy to deceive, anyway, let's figure out the situation first. Mo Jun blinked his eyes and thought secretly. However, Mo Jun was just about to take a close look when he found Chunshui walking straight to him, and raised his hand to poke at his wound, "Damn, you daddy, mess up with a hair! Lao Tzu is not Baidu" Mo Jun roared wildly in his heart, and just wanted to speak, he saw Chunshui and asked curiously: "I heard that you made an attempt to molest Captain Mao Zhihua to become like this? Let's talk about it, what do you think, I guess you're the first person to have this kind of mind over the years and haven't died. Hearing this, Mo Jun's face was suddenly full of black lines, when did Lao Tzu want to molest Sister Hua, and, take your hands away from the bastard!

"Chunshui, it's rude for you to ask that. Ukitake said helplessly, but he didn't stop it. Mo Jun looked grateful, and silently complained in his heart, 'Good man, take his hand away, just say it's a fart!'

"Ah, is that so? I'm sorry. Chunshui looked at Fuzhu and scratched his head embarrassedly. Well, what a good boy who knows his mistakes and can change them. Since you feel embarrassed, take your hand away from Lao Tzu's wound, your soul is light! And you apologize and look at the dried wool of floating bamboo! Obviously Lao Tzu is the victim?!' Mo Jun's substantial resentment touched Chunshui's nerves, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Mo Jun's coal-like face, so he said with a look of "concern": "Alas, you are fine, why is your face so bad." ”

Mo Jun's face suddenly turned green, and he said faintly: "Classmate, if you can take your claws away from my wound, I think I will be very happy......" But before he finished speaking, he saw Chunshui smile, raised his hand and shook it, and then pretended to slap it casually, while saying: "Oh, it seems that your injuries are not light, and you can't even distinguish between hands and claws." Mo Jun's body was twitched by this blow, and he suddenly roared in his heart, "Nima, these two bear children are so dry!, don't you know that Shenma is called preferential treatment of prisoners of war? Sister Hua's ...... help you" Before Mo Jun finished scolding, he heard Chunshui ask again: "Well, I'm sorry, are you in pain?" Captain Mao Zhihua clearly said that you are fine, and you still have masochistic tendencies, and your thinking is different, so you need to communicate in a special way?" Mo Jun was dumbfounded, Sister Hua, are you * naked using power for personal gain?

Chunshui couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw Mo Jun's expression, he shook his head and finally withdrew his hand, and said: "Actually, you guy looks quite like my appetite, but I really don't understand what kind of idea you have, you actually went to molest Captain Mao Zhihua, do you think your life is long?" Mo Jun snorted coldly, rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Did you have a brain pump? What kind of unhealthy mind did you rely on to intend for me to molest Sister Hua? And where did you two impolite bear children come from?" Do I know you well?"

Jing Le's head was slightly protruding, and he suddenly laughed heartily, pretending to inadvertently raise his hand and pat Mo Jun's wound fiercely, as if he was very distressed and smiled: "Don't say that, how can you say that we are also kind enough to visit you, your attitude will make me very distressed." ”

Mo Jun's whole body twitched like a dead fish, his face turned blue instantly, and he shouted regardless of it: "Soul is light! Lao Tzu just wants to make a flower sister, who are you? What the hell do you want to do? No one is allowed to fall in love freely? Why are you trapping me here? If you have the ability to let go of me and bring a knife, your mother who is abused by Lao Tzu doesn't know you!"

Unexpectedly, Jingle didn't retaliate when he heard these words, but stood up and walked to Ukitake's side silently, and said calmly: "Well, it's really rude that I didn't introduce myself before, my name is Jingle Chunshui, he is Ukitake Shishiro, and he is a disciple of Yuanzi Juku." Ukitake nodded according to his words, and Jingle paused and then said seriously: "According to Captain Unohana, you really care about those two strange knives, and you don't look like someone who will endanger the Corpse Soul Realm. However, your current situation is not very good, the monk and the sword god seem to be very interested in them, and with your strength, you can actually threaten the captain of the U no Hana. Oh, strange fellow, but Captain Uno Hana seems intent on protecting you. Jingle scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Ahhhh Heh, anyway, if you don't die, we'll probably become classmates. After speaking, he directly called Fuzhu and walked out without looking back, Fuzhu smiled helplessly, took a deep look at Mo Jun, and left with Jingle.

Mo Jun's brows furrowed slightly, staring deeply at the direction in which the two were leaving, and murmured softly: "Jingle Chunshui and Fuzhu Shishilang?...... Mo Jun's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey, you're just leaving? Can't you untie me first? It's very uncomfortable to tie it like this, hey, hey! That Fuzhu, you'll reply, help me deal with the wound, it's very difficult to clamp the muscles like this...... I'm hungry...... Phew, damn broken house, Lao Tzu wants to eat, not wants to eat gray ......."

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Thirteen teams of the court, a team house, a captain's meeting.

Several captains with a powerful aura on their bodies, serious and indifferent expressions, and white featherweaves sat together, if Mo Jun was here, he would be able to see many familiar characters. For example, Shigekuni Yamamoto, Kuchiki Silver Suzu, and later the four members of Team Zero. On the ground in front of them lay two extremely long swords, one black and one white, stuck in their sheaths. A small, indifferent-looking man with a shaved head kept pounding on them, and there was an oppressive silence in the room. The rest of the people all carefully observed Wang Yue's movements, and the monk closed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Wang Yue put down the knife, the expression on his face was a little helpless, and he smiled bitterly: "It's really two strange knives, I can't analyze their structure at all, but they seem to be one, well, it's like a natural formation! ”

"Then what is your judgment?" At this time, a strong voice sounded, and the eye monk opened his eyes at some point. Wang Yue shook his head helplessly, and said: "You should have known it a long time ago, although their form is exactly the same as the Chopping Knife, but it is not the Chopping Sword, at least it is not my work. The only possible reasonable explanation is that these two knives are companions of the young man's soul, if this is the case, then his potential will be difficult to estimate, after all, no matter how you look at the young man, there is not the slightest trace of emptiness or the breath of the exterminator. ”

"Ah, yes? I think so too, just now the two little guys from Jingle and Fuzhu went to see the kid named Mo Jun, so I borrowed Jingle's 'name' and observed it on the side. The eye monk said indifferently. Yamamoto frowned, looked at the monk and said, "Did those two little ghosts sneak out again? Yamamoto showed a helpless expression on his face, and then said, "Is the old man more concerned about what else you find than that?"

Hearing this, the monk nodded seriously, then looked at the two knives on the ground and said, "I think we may need to meet this strange little guy......"

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